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  Yunzhu felt something was off as soon as she emerged from the space. The air was brewing with an oppressive atmosphere that made her feel extremely uneasy. She glanced at the small clock on the table inside the house, which read around 3 am, a time when people were usually in their deepest sleep.

  There were more official matters to attend to today, so Hongli sent someone over early to say that he would be staying at "Fangbi Cong" tonight. As a result, only Yunzhu and the triplets remained at Xinghua Chun Guan.

  Yes, let me explain that "Fangbi Cong" is located east of the Diligent Government Hall. Because in front of the courtyard there are strange rocks standing upright, green bamboo swaying in the wind, cool and pleasant to people, on the north side there is a fake mountain rock, lake stone, many plants such as banana trees, sea hawthorn and other flowers with rich southern charm. It was often given by Yongzheng to Hongli as a small resting place when he was busy with his son.

  And speaking of Xinghua Spring Resort, a strange feeling fills my heart. Yunzhu's eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and according to reason, the prosperous Dragon Operation should be in full swing. Although Yuanmingyuan cannot compare with the Forbidden City, it also has two emperors sitting in the present and future, and it should be free from evil spirits. Why is there a feeling of suffocation, as if one's breath is about to run out, and their heartbeat is disordered?

  Could it be that Yongzheng and Hongli are going to make a big move?

  The only ones who could give her a bad premonition besides something happening to her relatives were Yongzheng and Hongli, both of whom carried the dragon's aura.

  Historically, the only thing that happened during this period was... In August, Yongzheng passed away. Was it a warning from heaven, or did Yongzheng have a calamity? With his current physical condition, he could live to be 80 without any problems. Moreover, he had the three-year dragon energy transferred to him from Hongli, so at least he should still be able to sit on the throne for another three years... Am I thinking too much?

  Forget it, just take a look, no big deal anyway.

  She sat cross-legged on the bed, her consciousness extending outward, gazing down at the entire Yuanmingyuan. The night was dimly lit, with no moon or starlight, but the scenery on the ground couldn't escape her spiritual probing. From the Temple of Diligent Government to the Fragrant Jade Grove and the Heaven and Earth in One Spring, the eunuchs and guards on duty were either forcing themselves to stay awake or nodding off to sleep, with nothing out of the ordinary. Hmm, what's that?

  Someone sneaked into the Summer Palace through the waterway

  ！

  She quickly reacted and watched as the two men in black clothes dodged the heavy guards with the agility of a black cat at night, approaching the Tian Di family.

  It's too late!

  Without thinking, Yunzhu suddenly fell to the ground, and his soul actually left his body and arrived at Yongzheng's bedside. A strong aura rushed over, and only saw a dragon emerging from Yongzheng's sleeping body, staring at himself with majesty and dignity, with a mighty dragon energy. Yunzhu felt that his soul was dizzy for a moment, and in the brief dizziness, he seemed to hear a loud phoenix cry deep within his own soul, and the light flashed by, and the dragon eyes circling around Yongzheng's body softened, and the dragon's majesty also greatly converged.

  Yunzhu couldn't help but study, and only shouted in Yongzheng's ear: "Huang Ama, Huang Ama, wake up quickly, wake up quickly, there are assassins coming!"

  Yongzheng was a light sleeper, but today he had many things on his mind and his body was already somewhat tired. Adding to that the cup of herbal tea and incense before bed, as soon as he lay down, he fell into a deep sleep. But this sleep somehow turned into an endless abyss, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake up. Just when he was getting confused, he suddenly heard a faint cry... He concentrated for a while, and it seemed to be Yunzhu's voice. He thought it was absurd, why would Yunzhu come to call him? What about Su Peisheng and Chen Fu?

  Assassin? Is there an assassin? How did Yunzhu know, where did Hongli and the others go...

  A string of chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, and although he was extremely puzzled, the anxiety in her voice still made him vigilant. He tried to wake up by relying on his own thoughts, but it seemed as if he had been bewitched, still trapped in a deep, dark sleep... As a result, he became extremely anxious at heart - why couldn't he wake up?

  Suddenly, he could clearly sense the nearby danger, and the assassin's approaching footsteps seemed to be ringing in his ears "plop plop plop" extremely clear.

  "Empress Dowager, wake up quickly!"

  In the extraterritorial space, the magic that her divine soul can exert is limited. If it weren't for her divine soul containing a hint of Ling Guang Sheng Jun's star essence, she wouldn't have been able to approach the sleeping Yongzheng. This is an unconscious defense mechanism of the dragon-aura-bearing emperor, and ordinary ghosts, spirits, and true spirits would be attacked by this dragon aura and their souls injured upon approaching.

  Everything can only rely on Yongzheng himself, of course, the premise is that he must wake up. No matter how useful his dragon energy is to ghosts and gods, it cannot withstand the attack of a mortal flesh body.

  In an instant, Yunzhu suddenly understood everything and hastily reached out to push Yongzheng. However, her soul had already flown out of something and pounced on the dragon hovering above Yongzheng... Before she could see what was happening, she felt like she had been thrown into a very comfortable hot spring. A wave of dizziness washed over her, but fortunately, her cultivation was successful, and her mind was firm. She blinked and immediately woke up, secretly scolding herself for being foolish. Indeed, without actual practice, one cannot become a master. She had actually forgotten all the techniques she learned when she imprinted the life of the Jade Orchid Tree.

  Why use divine soul to cast spells on the assassin? Why just shout with divine soul? You can use physical means to wake up Yongzheng, as long as you don't let the dragon energy on his body feel that it is being attacked.

  He looked around and saw a thermos of cooled boiled water on the table... He grabbed it and poured it onto Yongzheng's face.

  "Ah." The refreshing coolness cleared Yongzheng's mind, and with a burst of energy, he opened his eyes and sat up.

  Yunzhu's soul had already returned to his physical body in the Apricot Blossom Spring Pavilion the moment he opened his eyes.

  "Someone come." The water stain on his own face? Thinking of being trapped in a dream and unable to wake up, Yongzheng's heart still had lingering fear. He got out of bed, took out a towel to wipe the water stain on his neck, and found that he had been calling for a while, but no one came... This was not right. He turned around, reached into the hidden compartment under the bed, pulled out a flintlock gun, and shouted loudly, "Someone come!"

  The door was kicked open and a man in black tights rushed in, holding something shiny and black in his hand. Yongzheng shot without hesitation: "Bang"

  ！”

  "Ah......" The assassin sucked in a breath, a blood hole appeared on his shoulder, and he struggled to lift his hand...

  "Bang!" Yongzheng fired another shot, and the assassin fell to the ground.

  "Whoosh!" A figure flashed by the door, a half-foot long iron spike as thick as a chopstick shot towards Yongzheng with a dark glow. With all his might, Yongzheng dodged to the side, and a bloody gash appeared on his right arm. The black spike had already pierced through the wall behind him.

  Yongzheng felt a numbness in his arm and was shocked - this black needle is poisonous!

  "Hurry, protect the emperor!" Fortunately, the imperial guards were vigilant and quickly arrived with a large group of people. "Protect the emperor!" The eunuchs and palace maids on duty, except for those who had been silenced, also quickly came to their senses and shouted loudly.

  The second assassin, also a desperate man, seeing that he could not escape, charged into the room with abandon, firing his hidden gun at Yongzheng... As soon as Yongzheng's arm went numb, he knew something was wrong and quickly dodged behind the purple sandalwood inlaid wall panel, tossing a hand-carved ball to the other side. The assassin, racing against time, didn't notice and fired several iron darts at that spot, but when he realized his mistake, he immediately turned his hidden gun towards Yongzheng's hiding place and fired again. Yongzheng managed to squeeze off another shot, but the assassin dodged it, luckily disrupting his aim, and soon the hidden gun was out of ammunition... Fortunately, the wall panel was thick enough, so Yongzheng didn't get hurt again, but the poison on the darts gradually paralyzed his entire arm, and his right hand was completely unable to exert any force.

  ……

  When he woke up again, Imperial Physician Sun had already applied the antidote to his arm and was applying medicine. Seeing him wake up, he hastily asked: "Your Majesty, do you feel dizzy?"

  Yongzheng remembered that the guards had shot the assassin before he passed out, and let out a light sigh. "I feel a bit nauseous in my chest, and my head is spinning." He moved his right hand, but apart from feeling a slight numbness, there was no other sensation, as if it wasn't even his own hand. After a pause, he asked: "Will my hand recover to its original state?"

  "It will take one or two years." Dr. Sun said bluntly, presenting the detoxification soup that had been simmered well, "This is still thanks to the timely treatment by the slaves and the fact that there was some detoxifying ointment left over from the four noble ladies at the Dragon Boat Festival. If it had been delayed for even half a moment, the Emperor's hand would have been crippled, and if it had been delayed for even the time it takes to drink a cup of tea...the Emperor's life would also have been in danger."

  Yongzheng took the medicine and drank it all in one gulp. After the incident of the bee attack on Dragon Boat Festival, under the insistence of Yi Qianwang and others, he reluctantly allowed Sun Taizhen to move into a courtyard in Yuanmingyuan, not far from Tian Diyi Jia Chun. As a result, he saved his own arm. "Oh, these days you've been studying the medicinal paste for the four consorts?"

  "I'm incompetent, although I obtained the prescription from the Fourth Madame, but the efficacy of this medicine can't compare to hers." However, it's still a good medicine for treating poisonous snake bites and fire poison.

  Yongzheng's lips curved slightly, "Whatever passes through her hands always becomes better... Alright, you can go down first." Recalling the dream before the assassin came, his eyes were somewhat dim.

  "I'll take my leave."

  "Your Majesty, it's all due to our incompetence. Please punish us." Su Peisheng stepped forward and knelt down to kowtow.

  "First, remember the twenty slaps, a small punishment for a big warning." Yongzheng said calmly, this is necessary, although he also knew that Su Peisheng was not wrong, if there was any mistake, it would be the responsibility of the eunuchs and female officials on duty that night. As for the eunuchs and female officials who were on duty that evening, they had long since disappeared into some unknown corner without anyone asking about them.

  "Thank you, Your Majesty." Su Peisheng's eyes were slightly red as he kowtowed. If the Emperor had been seriously ill, his own life as a eunuch would have been forfeit. The penalty of twenty blows was actually quite light, not to mention that it was just a "warning", which could be "paid in installments" or even waived by the Emperor's grace on some future day.

  "What about Fourth Brother?"

  Several brothers, imperial consorts, princesses and ladies have been waiting outside for a long time.

  。”

  Yongzheng nodded in satisfaction, "Go and announce their arrival."

  Xi Guifei, Yu Fei, Gu Pin, Rong Guiren, Qian Guiren and several other consorts who accompanied the emperor to Yuanmingyuan were also present. There were also several princes including Hongli, Hongxu, Fuheng and five princesses including Zixin. However, Hongzhan and seventh and eighth princesses were too young to attend. Yunzhu and Wu Fu Jin followed behind.

  "I'm fine, let you come in and see me, so that you won't be worried and can't sleep at night." When Yongzheng was joking, he didn't distinguish between official and private matters, and when he was interested, he would write a few sentences on the memorials of several younger brothers or ministers.

  Xigui Fei and others heard him say this, naturally overjoyed to tears, "As long as Your Majesty is safe and sound, I can rest assured."

  Yongzheng asked with concern several sons and daughters, "Didn't you guys get scared last night?"

  Fu Hui shook her head: "The son is worried about the emperor." Zhi Yin nodded on the side, looking at Yongzheng's bandaged arm and feeling her own hand hurting again. "Ama hurts, Zhi Yin also hurts."

  Yongzheng's smile faded, his eyes scanning over Hongli and Hongxu: "Nothing happened there, did it?"

  "There is nothing unusual at the young master's (daughter-in-law) place." Yunzhu and Wufu Jin also bowed their heads in response.

  "That's good. You may take your leave, Hong Li and Hong Yu will stay."

  "Yes."

  Yunzhu keenly sensed that Yongzheng's gaze was slightly different when it swept over her body, but thinking of the incident she had caused last night also gave her a headache. She hoped that Yongzheng would live because he was a good emperor, and his living for a few more years would be a good thing for both Hongli and herself. However, she absolutely did not want to arouse his suspicion and disrupt her peaceful life.

  Yongzheng is not like Hongli. When he favors someone, as long as that person doesn't betray him, he won't hesitate to give them wealth and power. However, he is also rational and astute. If you make the slightest mistake or behave strangely, he will notice it and remember it, even if he doesn't say anything or pursue the matter - it's just that he trusts and tolerates you. Hongli is different; when he believes in someone or loves someone, no matter what they say, he will believe them as long as their reason sounds plausible. She has confidence that she can deceive Hongli about anything she doesn't want him to know, but she isn't sure if she can evade Yongzheng's intentional observation.

  She knew very well that this emperor was not the one described in the previous life's web, who was just a deep and hidden, practical and capable, emotional and loving prince. He was also a skilled politician, perceptive of human nature, and ruthless in his methods. She couldn't be certain whether the good she could bring to the imperial family would outweigh his vigilance and unease towards the unknown, what if he thought she posed a threat to the Aixinjueluo royal lineage?

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  Yunzhu felt something was off as soon as she emerged from the space. The air was brewing with an extremely oppressive atmosphere. Looking at the small clock on the table, it was around 3 am, when people were in their deepest sleep.

  There were more official matters to attend to today, so Hongli sent someone over early on to say that he would be staying at "Fangbi Cong" tonight. As a result, only Yunzhu and the triplets remained at Xinghua Chun Guan.

  Yes, let me explain that "Fangbi Cong" is located on the east side of the Diligent Government Hall. Because in front of the courtyard there are strange rocks standing upright, and green bamboo swaying in the wind, it's cool and pleasant. On the north side, there are many artificial hills and lake rocks, with plants like banana trees and crabapple trees that have a strong southern flavor, making it a big yard for viewing flowers and trees. It was often given by Yongzheng to Hongli as a place to take a short rest together with his son.

  And speaking of Xinghua Spring Resort, a strange feeling fills my heart. Yunzhu's eyebrows are slightly furrowed, and according to reason, the Qing dynasty's dragon fortune is flourishing. Although Yuanmingyuan can't compare to the Forbidden City's purple gold color, it also has two emperors sitting in the present and future, and should be free from evil spirits. So why do I have a feeling of being oppressed, almost unable to breathe, and my heartbeat is out of order?

  Could it be that Yongzheng and Hongli are going to make a big move?

  The only ones who could give her a bad premonition besides something happening to her relatives are the two with dragon aura, Yongzheng and Hongli.

  。

  Historically, the only thing that happened during this period was... In August, Yongzheng passed away. Was it a warning from heaven, or did Yongzheng have a calamity? With his current physical condition, he could live to be 80 without any problems. Moreover, he had the three-year dragon energy transferred to him from Hongli, so he could at least sit on the throne for another three years... Am I thinking too much?

  Forget it, just take a look, no big deal anyway.

  She sat cross-legged on the bed, her consciousness extending outward, gazing down at the entire Yuanmingyuan. The night was dimly lit, with no moon or starlight, but the scenery on the ground couldn't escape her spiritual probing. From the Temple of Diligent Government to the Fragrant Jade Grove and the Heaven and Earth in One Spring, the eunuchs and guards on duty were either forcing themselves to stay awake or nodding off to sleep, with nothing out of the ordinary. Hmm, what's that?

  Someone sneaked into the Summer Palace through the waterway!

  She quickly reacted and watched as the two men in black clothes dodged the heavy guards with the agility of a black cat at night, approaching the Tian Di family.

  It's too late!

  Without thinking, Yunzhu suddenly fell to the ground, and her soul had already left her body and arrived at Yongzheng's bedside. A strong aura burst forth, and a dragon emerged from Yongzheng's sleeping body, staring at her with an intimidating gaze, its energy surging greatly. Yunzhu felt her soul spinning wildly, and in that instant of dizziness, she seemed to hear a proud phoenix cry deep within her own soul. The light flashed by, and the dragon's eyes, which had been shining brightly on Yongzheng's body, softened, and its fierce aura was greatly restrained.

  Yunzhu couldn't help but study, only shouting in Yongzheng's ear: "Huang Ama, Huang Ama, wake up quickly, wake up quickly, there are assassins coming!"

  Yongzheng was a light sleeper, but today he had many things on his mind and his body was already somewhat tired. Adding to that the cup of herbal tea and incense before bed, as soon as he lay down, he fell into a deep sleep. But this sleep somehow turned into an endless abyss, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't wake up. Just when he was getting confused, he suddenly heard a faint cry... He concentrated for a while, and it seemed to be Yunzhu's voice. He thought it was absurd, why would Yunzhu come to call him? What about Su Peisheng and Chen Fu?

  Assassins? Are there assassins? How did Yunzhu know, where did Hongli and the others go...

  A string of chaotic thoughts flashed through his mind, and although he was extremely puzzled, the anxiety in her voice still made him vigilant. He tried to wake up by relying on his own thoughts, but it seemed as if he had been bewitched, still trapped in a deep, dark sleep... As a result, he became extremely anxious at heart - why couldn't he wake up?

  Suddenly, he could clearly sense the nearby danger, and the approaching footsteps of the assassin seemed to be ringing in his ears "plop plop plop" very clearly.

  "Empress Dowager, wake up quickly!"

  In the extraterritorial space, the magic that her divine soul can exert is limited. If it weren't for her divine soul containing a hint of Ling Guang Sheng Jun's star essence, she wouldn't have been able to approach the sleeping Yongzheng. This is an unconscious defense of the dragon energy possessed by the emperor, and ordinary ghosts and spirits would be attacked by this dragon energy as soon as they approached, causing damage to their divine soul.

  Everything can only rely on Yongzheng himself, of course, the premise is that he must wake up, no matter how useful his dragon energy is to ghosts and gods, it cannot withstand the attack of mortal flesh.

  In an instant, Yunzhu suddenly understood everything and hastily reached out to push Yongzheng. However, her soul had already flown out of something and pounced on the dragon hovering above Yongzheng... Before she could see what was happening, she felt like she had been thrown into a very comfortable hot spring. A wave of pleasure and dizziness washed over her, but fortunately, her cultivation was successful, and her mind was firm. She blinked and immediately woke up, secretly scolding herself for being foolish. Indeed, without practice, one cannot become a master. She had actually forgotten all the techniques she learned when she imprinted the life of the Jade Orchid Tree.

  Why use divine soul to cast spells on the assassin? Why just shout with divine soul? You can use physical means to wake up Yongzheng, as long as you don't let the dragon energy on his body feel that it is attacking him.

  。

  He looked around and saw a thermos of cooled boiled water on the table... He grabbed it and poured it onto Yongzheng's face.

  "Ah." The refreshing coolness cleared Yongzheng's mind, and with a burst of energy, he opened his eyes and sat up.

  Yunzhu's soul had already returned to his physical body in the Apricot Flower Spring Pavilion the moment he opened his eyes.

  "Someone come." The water stain on his own face? Thinking of being trapped in a dream and unable to wake up, Yongzheng's heart still had lingering fear. He got out of bed, took out a towel to wipe the water stain on his neck, and found that he had been calling for a while, but no one came... Something was off. He turned around, reached into the hidden compartment under the bed, pulled out a flintlock gun, and shouted loudly, "Someone come!"

  The door was kicked open, and a man in black tights rushed in, holding a shiny black object in his hand. Yongzheng shot without hesitation: "Bang!"

  "Ah......" The assassin sucked in a breath, a blood hole appeared on his shoulder, and he struggled to lift his hand...

  "Bang!" Yongzheng fired another shot, and the assassin fell to the ground.

  "Whoosh!" A figure flashed by the door, a half-foot long iron spike as thick as a chopstick shot towards Yongzheng with a dark glow. With all his might, Yongzheng dodged to the side, and a bloody gash appeared on his right arm. The black spike had already pierced through the wall behind him.

  Yongzheng felt a numbness in his arm and was shocked - this black needle is poisonous!

  "Hurry, protect the emperor!" Fortunately, the imperial guards were vigilant and quickly arrived with a large group of people. "Protect the emperor!" The eunuchs and palace maids on duty, except for those who had been silenced, also quickly came to their senses and shouted loudly.

  The second assassin, also a desperate man, seeing that he could not escape, charged into the room with abandon, firing his hidden gun at Yongzheng... As soon as Yongzheng's arm went numb, he knew something was wrong and quickly dodged behind the purple sandalwood inlaid wall panel, throwing a hand-carved ball to the other side. The assassin, racing against time, didn't notice and fired several iron needles at that spot, but when he realized his mistake, he immediately turned his hidden gun towards Yongzheng's hiding place and fired again. Yongzheng managed to fire another shot in the interval, but the assassin dodged it, fortunately also disrupting his aim, and soon the hidden gun was exhausted... Luckily, the wall panel was thick enough, so Yongzheng didn't get hurt again, but the poison on the hidden gun gradually paralyzed his entire arm, and his right hand was completely unable to exert force.

  ……

  When he woke up again, Imperial Physician Sun had already applied the antidote to his arm and was applying medicine. Seeing him wake up, he hastily asked: "Your Majesty, do you feel dizzy?"

  Yongzheng remembered that the guards had shot the assassin before he fainted, and let out a light sigh. "I feel a bit nauseous in my chest, and my head is spinning." He moved his right hand, but apart from feeling a slight numbness, there was no other sensation, as if it wasn't even his own hand. After a pause, he asked: "Will my hand recover to its original state?"

  "It will take one or two years." Dr. Sun said bluntly, presenting the detoxification soup that had been simmered well, "This is still thanks to the timely treatment by the slaves and the fact that there was some detoxifying ointment left over from the four noble ladies at the Dragon Boat Festival. If it had been delayed for even half a moment, the Emperor's hand would have been crippled, and if it had been delayed for even the time it takes to drink a cup of tea...the Emperor's life would also have been in danger."

  Yongzheng took the medicine and drank it all in one gulp. After the incident of the bee attack on Dragon Boat Festival, under the insistence of Yi Qianwang and others, he reluctantly allowed Sun Taizhen to move into a courtyard in Yuanmingyuan, not far from Tian Diyi Jia Chun. As a result, he saved his own arm. "Oh, these days you've been studying the medicinal paste for the four consorts?"

  "I'm incompetent, although I obtained the prescription from the Fourth Madame, but the efficacy of this medicine can't compare to hers." However, it's still a good medicine for treating poisonous snake bites and fire poison.

  Yongzheng's lips curled slightly, "Whatever passes through her hands always becomes better... Alright, you can go down first."

  "Recalling the dream before the assassin came, his eyes were somewhat dim."

  "I'll take my leave."

  "Your Majesty, it's all due to our incompetence. Please punish us." Su Peisheng stepped forward and knelt down to kowtow.

  "First, remember the twenty boards, a small punishment for a big warning." Yongzheng said calmly, this is necessary, although he also knew that Su Peisheng was not wrong, if there was any mistake, it would be the responsibility of the eunuchs and female officials on duty that night. As for the eunuchs and female officials who were on duty that evening, they had long since disappeared into some unknown corner without anyone asking about them.

  "Thank you, Your Majesty." Su Peisheng's eyes were slightly red as he kowtowed. If the emperor had been seriously ill, his own life as a eunuch would have been forfeit. The twenty blows that Yongzheng inflicted was actually quite light, not to mention that it was just a "warning", which could be "paid in installments" or even waived by the emperor's grace on some future day.

  "What about the Fourth Prince?"

  "A few princes, imperial consorts, princesses and ladies have been waiting outside all along."

  Yongzheng nodded in satisfaction, "Go and announce their arrival."

  Xi Guifei, Yu Fei, Gu Pin, Rong Guiren, Qian Guiren and several other consorts who accompanied the emperor to Yuanmingyuan were also present. There were also several princes including Hongli, Hongxu, Fuhui and the fifth princess Zixin. However, Hongzhan and the seventh and eighth princesses were still young and did not attend. Yunzhu and Wufujin followed behind.

  "I'm fine, let you come in and see me, so that you won't be worried and can't sleep at night." When Yongzheng was joking around, he didn't distinguish between official business and private matters, and would often write a few sentences on the memorials of his brothers or ministers.

  Xigui Fei and others heard him say this, naturally overjoyed to tears, "As long as Your Majesty is safe and sound, I am at ease."

  Yongzheng asked with concern several sons and daughters, "Didn't you guys get scared last night?"

  Fu Hui shook her head: "The son is worried about the emperor." Zhi Yin nodded on the side, looking at Yongzheng's bandaged arm and feeling her own hand hurting again. "Ama hurts, Zhi Yin also hurts."

  Yongzheng's smile faded, his eyes scanning over Hongli and Hongxu: "Nothing happened in your place, did it?"

  "There is nothing unusual about my wife." Yunzhu and Wufu Jin also bowed their heads in response.

  "That's good. You may take your leave, Hong Li and Hong Yu will stay."

  "Yes."

  Yunzhu keenly sensed that Yongzheng's gaze was slightly different when it swept over her body, but thinking of the incident she had caused last night also gave her a headache. She hoped that Yongzheng would live because he was a good emperor, and his living for a few more years would be a good thing for both Hongli and herself. However, she absolutely did not want to arouse his suspicion and disrupt her peaceful life.

  Yongzheng is not like Hongli. When he favors someone, as long as that person doesn't betray him, he won't hesitate to give them wealth and power. However, he is also rational and astute. If you make the slightest mistake or behave strangely, he will notice it and remember it, even if he doesn't say anything or pursue the matter - it's just that he trusts and tolerates you. Hongli is different; when he believes in someone or loves someone, no matter what they say, he will believe them as long as their reason sounds plausible. She has confidence that she can deceive Hongli about anything she doesn't want him to know, but she isn't sure if she can evade Yongzheng's intentional observation.

  She knew very well that this emperor was not the one described in the previous life's web, who was just a deep and hidden, practical and capable, emotional and loving prince. He was also a skilled politician, perceptive of human nature, and ruthless in his methods. She couldn't be sure if the good she could bring to the imperial family would outweigh his vigilance and unease towards the unknown. What if he thought she posed a threat to the Aixinjueluo royal lineage?