After my inner voice was eavesdropped, I became the favorite of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 102

Xiaoyanzi knew she was no match for Balang, but she was experienced and had many tricks up her sleeve. Seeing her companion in danger, she was quick-witted and sprinkled lime powder to save the situation. Although this move was a bit dishonorable in the martial arts world, and could even be said to be despicable and shameless, it was the only way to do it at the moment. While she was sprinkling the lime powder, she silently said in her heart: "I'm sorry, Brother Balang, I have no choice."

Baran had never seen such a scene before. His eyes were blinded by the lime powder and he couldn't open them. The pain made him curse: "Despicable! Shameless! You thieves actually resorted to such despicable means!" He waved his hands, trying to disperse the mist in front of his eyes, but the lime powder was like a maggot attached to his bones and difficult to get rid of.

Xiaoyanzi didn't care whether he scolded her or not. She sprinkled a handful of lime powder on the guards who rushed over, and then quickly helped up her three companions. Their bodies were as heavy as a mountain, but she gritted her teeth and tried her best to help them up one by one. Under the cover of the fog, the four of them took advantage of the chaos and fled, like four agile civet cats, disappearing quickly in the night.

When Emperor Qianlong heard that an assassin had entered Kunning Palace, he was horrified and rushed over angrily. He was wearing a dragon robe and a crown, looking extremely majestic, but at this moment he could not hide his anxiety and worry. Seeing that the empress and Yongqi were sitting safely by his side, he was slightly relieved, but then he slammed the table and stood up, loudly scolding the guards: "How did you guard the palace? You actually let the thief disturb the empress! If anything goes wrong, you will lose your heads!" His voice was deafening, and the whole Kunning Palace seemed to tremble.

The guards were so scared that they knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy: "Your Majesty, please calm down. We deserve to die! We will do our best to hunt down the thieves and never let them have the chance to disturb the Queen and the Emperor again." Their voices were trembling, filled with fear and panic.

The Queen advised, "Don't be angry, Your Majesty. It's not the guards' fault. The thieves were too cunning. Fortunately, Balang got Xiaowu's guidance and his martial arts improved greatly, so he defeated the thieves. Otherwise, the consequences would be disastrous." Her words were gentle and firm, like a warm current flowing into Qianlong's heart.

When Qianlong heard this, he praised Balang with great joy: "Balang, Balang, you really didn't disappoint me! You performed so well this time! I will reward you handsomely!" As he spoke, he waved his hand to signal the eunuch to bring the reward, and then handed the reward to Balang himself. Balang took the reward, and an indescribable excitement and pride surged in his heart.

At the same time, Qianlong ordered the imperial guards to search the entire palace and to catch the thieves. His voice was firm and powerful, like an order that could not be disobeyed. The guards took the order and acted quickly, turning the entire palace upside down.

Balang wanted to wash the lime powder out of his eyes with water, but fortunately the imperial physician arrived in time to stop him: "Master Balang, this is quicklime! It will heat up when it comes into contact with water. If you wash your eyes, your eyes will be ruined!" Balang was so frightened that his face changed and he quickly put down the kettle in his hand. The imperial physician took rapeseed oil and used a leaf dipped in the oil to gently wipe Balang's eyes. Balang grimaced in pain, but his heart was full of gratitude and admiration. He knew that the imperial physician's medical skills were superb, and he also knew that he was able to save his eyes this time thanks to the imperial physician's timely treatment.

Balang was so angry about Xiaoyanzi's dirty tricks that he vowed to take revenge and let those thieves know how powerful he was. Before his eyes recovered, he ran to Qianlong to report: "Your Majesty, although the thieves escaped, they were all hit by my Broken Heart Palm. This Broken Heart Palm is very powerful and can make people die of heartbreak! I guess they are now at the end of their strength. As long as we intensify the search, we will definitely find their traces!" His voice was full of firmness and determination, as if he had seen the fate of those thieves who were caught.

Baran shook his head slowly, revealing an unquestionable firmness between his brows. He said seriously: "I have only been practicing for a short time, and my skills have not yet reached the level of perfection, so I cannot kill with one blow. However, those who are hit by my Heart-Breaking Palm may only feel a little chest tightness at first, which is not a big deal. But when it is late at night and everyone is asleep, the palm power will surge like a tide, and the pain is simply difficult to describe in words. Unless someone who has also practiced internal skills comes to the rescue, otherwise, within ten days or half a month, their hearts will burst because they cannot withstand this force, their blood vessels will be cut off, and they will eventually die."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qianlong's eyes flashed with curiosity and excitement. He leaned forward, as if he had a strong interest in Baran's words: "You mean, although these thieves have escaped temporarily, they are actually seriously injured. If they want to survive, they can only come to you or Batu for help?"

Baran nodded, a confident smile on his face: "That's right, I dare to suggest that we can use this to set a trap and lure the thieves out. In this way, we can not only catch them all in one fell swoop, but also demonstrate the majesty and wisdom of the emperor."

After hearing this, Emperor Qianlong was overjoyed and clapped his hands in approval: "What a great idea! I want to see who these ignorant fellows are and how dare they run wild under my nose!"

Therefore, Emperor Qianlong immediately ordered people to spread the news everywhere, claiming that the thieves who broke into the Kunning Palace at night had been seriously injured. If they did not want to die, they must voluntarily surrender themselves and seek lenient treatment.

Let’s talk about how Xiaoyanzi used lime powder to save Yongqi, Erkang and Ertai.

That night, Xiaoyanzi and the other two hurriedly fled back to Shufangzhai. As soon as she entered the room, she looked at the three of them in a state of disgrace and dirt, and said triumphantly, "How are you? You can't compare to my abilities. If I hadn't rescued you, you would have been in great danger tonight."

Yongqi, Erkang and Ertai felt a little ashamed, but more grateful. They looked down at the scars on their bodies, then looked up at Xiaoyanzi's confident face, and secretly felt lucky: Fortunately, Xiaoyanzi was here, otherwise we would be in real danger.

Erkang said with lingering fear: "I never thought that the Queen would have such a master by her side. Even the three of us combined could not withstand his attack. It seems that we have to be more careful in the future."

Ertai touched his chest and said with a grin, "I don't know what kind of palm technique that eunuch practiced to be so vicious. I was hit by his palm and my chest still hurts badly now."

Yong Qi also agreed, "Yes, my back is also numb and very uncomfortable. It seems that we have to find some healing medicine quickly."

Xiaoyanzi smiled and comforted them, saying, "It's okay. Last year, I was punished by the Emperor and was beaten with dozens of sticks. It hurt so much. Later, the Emperor gave me the Purple Gold Blood Activating Pill, which is very effective. Take this and have a good sleep, and maybe you will feel better."

After that, she told Mingyue and Caixia to get the medicine. After a while, they came over with a small porcelain bottle. Xiaoyanzi took the porcelain bottle, poured out three purple gold blood-activating pills, and handed them to Yongqi, Erkang and Ertai respectively.

The three of them took two purple gold blood-activating pills each, and then went to rest under Xiaoyanzi's arrangement. However, they didn't know that although the purple gold blood-activating pills were good medicines, the power of the Broken Heart Palm could not be resolved by ordinary medicines.

When they woke up, they found that the pain in their bodies had not eased, but had intensified. They tried to use their internal energy to heal their wounds, but found that their internal energy seemed to be blocked by an invisible force and could not flow smoothly.

Later, they heard that those who broke into Kunning Palace at night were hit by the Broken Heart Palm, and Emperor Qianlong had ordered them to surrender or they would be killed. The three were terrified and could not believe that the power of the Broken Heart Palm was so unstoppable.

They tried several healing drugs, but none of them worked, and instead made the pain worse. Whenever it was late at night and everyone was asleep, they could clearly feel the palm power lurking in their bodies stirring, as if it was about to tear their bodies apart.

The two brothers of the Fu family, Erkang and Ertai, endured unspeakable pain from day to night. Their faces were pale, and their foreheads were covered with fine beads of sweat, which showed that they were in great pain. Finally, their abnormality alarmed their parents.

Fulun walked into the room angrily, looked at his two sons lying on the bed groaning in pain, and shouted, "You two evil creatures! What on earth have you done? Explain it to me now!"

Mrs. Fulun also cried out distressedly: "My son, tell me quickly, otherwise I can't help you."

Erkang and Ertai dared not tell the story of breaking into Kunning Palace at night, so they could only lie that the Queen sent people to harm Xiaoyanzi, and they were plotted against because they were trying to protect Xiaoyanzi. However, their lies were full of loopholes and could not deceive the shrewd Fulun at all.

Fu Lun was well-informed and knew what happened in the harem last night. He quickly guessed what his two sons had done last night based on what they said. He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He pointed at them and shouted angrily: "You two unfilial sons! How dare you break into Kunning Palace at night! Do you know how big a sin this is! If the emperor finds out, our Fu family will be finished!"

After saying this, Fulun was so angry that he fainted. The Fu family was in chaos. Mrs. Fulun and the maids rushed forward to help, calling Fulun's name, and the whole mansion fell into panic.

In the deep hall of Jingyang Palace, Yongqi was suffering from unprecedented pain. The residual force of the Broken Heart Palm raged in his body, like thousands of sharp blades, moving through every inch of skin and every bone, cutting his will and vitality. He lay on the bed, his body curled up unconsciously due to the severe pain, his hands clenched into fists, veins bulging, as if to resist the invisible destruction. Sweat soaked his clothes, the hair on his forehead stuck together, the expression on his face was terribly distorted, sometimes clenching his teeth, sometimes letting out a low gasp, like a beast trapped in a desperate situation, helpless and desperate.

This Heart-Breaking Palm is a long-lost vicious martial art in the martial arts world. Its power is far stronger than the terrifying tortures of the Ministry of Punishment. Even a tough guy would find it difficult to withstand this palm power, let alone a royal child like Yongqi who grew up in the palace since childhood, accustomed to fine clothes and delicious food, and has never experienced real suffering. Every heartbeat is accompanied by unbearable pain. Yongqi's heart is filled with unprecedented fear and despair. Several times, he wanted to end his life in order to be free. However, reason told him that he could not give up so easily, and he could not let his vulnerability be discovered by others. So, he could only endure it, burying all the pain in his heart, and letting the pain swallow him bit by bit.

Finally, when the limit of his body was exceeded, Yongqi could no longer hold on, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he finally fell into a coma. Xiao Shunzi, who served beside him, witnessed all this and was so frightened that his face turned pale and he almost cried out. He hurriedly ran out of the bedroom, stumbling all the way, first went to the Imperial Hospital to ask for the imperial physician, and then rushed to report to Emperor Qianlong, his heart full of worry and fear for the fifth prince.

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Emperor Qianlong was in the imperial study, reviewing memorials. When he heard Xiao Shunzi's urgent report, his brows knitted, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes. He put down the red brush in his hand, pondered for a moment, and then secretly summoned Balang. Balang walked into the imperial study, bowed, and looked respectful. Emperor Qianlong looked at Balang with sharp eyes and whispered, "Is there really a way to cure the Broken Heart Palm?"

Balang lowered his head and replied in a steady voice: "Yes, Your Majesty, there are two ways to save the Fifth Prince." Upon hearing this, Emperor Qianlong hurriedly asked for details, with a hint of anxiety in his eyes. Balang then explained in detail. Although his voice was low, every word was clear: "The first method is for me or Batu to use our deep inner strength to help the Fifth Prince clear his meridians and allow blood to flow smoothly, thereby dissolving the palm force; the second method is to have the Fifth Prince beat the pile for four hours continuously at noon when the Yang energy is at its peak, and persist for seven days without interruption, so as to gradually dissolve the palm force with the help of the power of Yang energy."

Emperor Qianlong couldn't help but feel a little worried when he heard this, frowning: "The sun is so hot at noon, how painful it would be if we use the second method?" But Baran smiled, with a hint of coldness in his eyes: "What's more painful is that when beating the piles, we have to burn cow dung and let the Fifth Prince continue to inhale the smoke. The two methods are used together for the best effect." Emperor Qianlong couldn't help but feel a little surprised when he heard this, and then smiled and looked at Baran, saying meaningfully: "Those thieves who sneaked into Kunning Palace can be pardoned from the death penalty, but they can't escape the punishment of living, so they deserve to suffer a little. If the queen asks about this, you should know how to answer, right?" Baran replied with a sinister look on his face: "I understand, and I will keep my mouth shut and never let the queen know."

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On the other side, in Jingyang Palace, the atmosphere was tense and solemn. When Emperor Qianlong heard that Yongqi had fainted, he was dissatisfied, but he loved his son more. He hurried to Jingyang Palace, and as soon as he entered the inner room, he saw Yongqi lying on the bed, unconscious, his face red as fire, and sweating, as if he was burned by invisible flames. Emperor Qianlong's heart suddenly tightened, and he asked angrily: "What is going on? How could my son become like this?"

When the imperial doctors heard the emperor's angry rebuke, they were so frightened that they knelt on the ground and trembled. Emperor Qianlong was even more furious when he saw this, and said in a thunderous voice: "You are all a bunch of quacks! What's the point of keeping you?" After a while, all the imperial doctors arrived, and they diagnosed Yongqi together. Their busy figures looked particularly tense under the candlelight.

Doctor Hu, the chief of the Imperial Hospital, had beads of sweat on his forehead. He carefully reported to Emperor Qianlong: "The Fifth Prince has been invaded by Yin Qi, which has caused blockage of meridians, disorder of Qi and blood, and damage to the heart and lungs. If it is not cleared in time, I am afraid his life will be in danger." Upon hearing this, Emperor Qianlong was horrified and quickly ordered the doctors to treat him with all their strength, with unquestionable majesty in his voice. Doctor Hu wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and said solemnly: "If it was ordinary Yin Qi, I could still use Yang medicine to clear it. But this time the invading Yin Qi is very strange and extremely sticky. It is deeply entrenched in the Fifth Prince's eight extraordinary meridians, as if it is closely connected with the Fifth Prince's vitality. It is extremely difficult to remove it."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qianlong's heart sank, and his eyes revealed deep worry. He looked at Yongqi, who was unconscious on the bed, and an indescribable pain surged in his heart. This son who was both civil and military had always been his pride, but now he suffered such a disaster, how could he not be heartbroken? He clenched his fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, but he was completely unaware. He made up his mind to save Yongqi no matter what, and not let this outstanding son fall like this.

Therefore, Emperor Qianlong ordered that a way to rescue Yongqi must be found at all costs. He sent out the most elite secret guards in the palace to find famous doctors in the world. At the same time, he also asked Balang and Batu to be ready to clear Yongqi's meridians at any time. A contest of life and death quietly kicked off in Jingyang Palace. In this contest, where will Yongqi's fate go? Everyone is looking forward to the once high-spirited Fifth Prince being able to stand up again and shine his light again.

Inside Jingyang Palace, the candlelight flickered, reflecting on everyone's face, making it look particularly solemn. Doctor Hu stood by the bed, his brows furrowed, sweat running down his cheeks and dripping onto the embroidered carpet silently. He raised his sleeves and carefully wiped the sweat from his forehead. His face, covered with traces of time, was full of embarrassment and helplessness. "I have been practicing medicine for so many years, but I have never encountered such a strange and evil disease. Now I really don't know what medicine to use." His voice was low and hoarse, revealing a deep sense of powerlessness.

Emperor Qianlong sat nearby, wearing a dragon robe, his majestic face now full of confusion and anxiety. He stared closely at Yongqi on the bed, his son who was usually energetic and talented in both civil and military affairs, now pale and unconscious. "It's common for people to catch a cold when the weather turns cold, but why is Yongqi so strangely ill?" His tone was full of confusion and worry, as if he was talking to himself, or as if he was seeking answers from everyone present.

Doctor Hu carefully examined Yongqi again after hearing this. He gently placed his fingers on Yongqi's wrist, feeling the weak pulse. A trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, and when he heard that things were not going well in the harem recently, he began to think about it. He estimated that Yongqi had probably secretly gone to Kunning Palace at night and ran into the masked man with Barang's Heart-Breaking Palm. Thinking of this, his heart tightened. The secrets and entanglements in the harem were much more complicated than he had imagined.

Yongqi was a prince, and the queen was his mother. He broke into his mother's bedroom without permission. It was a great disrespect and a great lack of filial piety! If this were to get out, where would the royal family's face be? I'm afraid all those present would suffer. Doctor Hu was a little scared when he thought of this. He looked up at Emperor Qianlong, then at Yongqi on the bed, with mixed feelings in his heart.

The people in the Imperial Hospital were carefully selected and very smart. They were very careful when serving the nobles, fearing that there would be any mistakes. Those who talk too much are simply courting death. Therefore, although Doctor Hu had some guesses in his mind, he did not dare to speak them out easily. He looked at Emperor Qianlong, swallowed the words back when they came to his lips, and just pursed his lips tightly, as if to suppress the gasp that was about to come out.

Seeing this, Emperor Qianlong became even more anxious. He slammed the table, stood up, and roared angrily: "Hurry up and speak! Don't hesitate! If you can't save my son, you will all be buried with him!" His voice was deafening, and the entire Jingyang Palace seemed to tremble.

Doctor Hu was so frightened that his whole body trembled. He clenched his teeth and risked his life: "I dare not deceive the emperor. The Fifth Prince was injured by the internal palm power. This palm method is extremely vicious and can cause a person's heart to explode and die instantly. Fortunately, the person who performed the palm was not yet strong enough and was not able to kill him with one blow. The Fifth Prince was lucky enough to survive..." After he finished speaking, he lowered his head, not daring to look into Emperor Qianlong's eyes again.

Emperor Qianlong was shocked when he heard this. He widened his eyes, as if he wanted to engrave every word of Doctor Hu's words into his heart. "Internal palm power? How could there be such a master in the harem..." As soon as he said this, he suddenly remembered what Barang said last night. Barang once said that his Heart-Breaking Palm was not powerful enough, and the three masked men in Kunning Palace were hit by his palm, so he could take this opportunity to lure them out. Thinking of this, Emperor Qianlong couldn't help but feel an ominous premonition in his heart.

Vicious palm power, specifically attacking the heart meridian? Could Yongqi be one of the assassins last night... This thought flashed through his mind, and Emperor Qianlong shook his head violently, as if to get rid of this terrible idea from his mind. "No, it's impossible! My son has always been virtuous and filial, how could he do such a treasonous thing? It must be a coincidence!" He muttered to himself, as if trying to convince himself, or as if seeking some kind of comfort.

However, the doubts in his heart grew like wild weeds, making him restless. He stood up suddenly and told Li Yu beside him, "Go and call Barang!" His voice was firm and powerful, as if to cut off all doubts and entanglements.

"Yes!" Li Yu responded, turned around and left quickly. He muttered in his heart: "Fifth Prince, Fifth Prince, you are playing with fire and getting burned!" However, he did not dare to be negligent and quickly brought Barang to Jingyang Palace.

As soon as Barron entered the Jingyang Palace, he felt the solemn atmosphere. He knelt on the ground and saluted: "Your servant pays respect to the emperor." His voice was low and powerful, revealing an unquestionable firmness.

Emperor Qianlong waved his hand and said, "No need to be polite. Go and see the Fifth Prince." His tone was full of anxiety and anticipation, as if he had placed all his hopes on Balang.

"Yes!" Barang responded, and walked to Yongqi's bedside to take a closer look at his face. A complex light flashed in his eyes, as if he could see through Yongqi's body, and as if he could see through all the entanglements and secrets in the harem. He took Yongqi's pulse again, and after confirming that it was correct, he turned to Emperor Qianlong and said, "Your Majesty, the Fifth Prince was indeed hit by the Heart-Breaking Palm. The pulse shows that this palm was indeed given by me." His voice was calm and firm, as if he was stating a fact, and as if he was announcing a verdict.

The palm technique that Barang learned from the Queen of Dayan was of great significance to him. He was well aware of the power and viciousness of this palm technique, and also knew the secrets and mission behind it. Moreover, he was now ordered to protect the Queen, so he was not afraid of the wrath of Emperor Qianlong. He stood there, as if he was an unshakable mountain, quietly waiting for the judgment of Emperor Qianlong.

Hearing Balang's words, Emperor Qianlong seemed to be struck by lightning, and his head was buzzing. Yongqi! It was really Yongqi! The son he had placed high hopes on and wanted to make the crown prince actually wanted to kill the queen! This fact hit him like a bolt from the blue, making him almost unable to bear it. He widened his eyes and stared at Balang, as if he wanted to find a trace of comfort and explanation from him. However, Balang just stood there quietly, without speaking or showing any expression. His eyes revealed a deep helplessness and sadness, as if he felt sorry for Yongqi's actions, and seemed to be helpless about the entanglements and secrets in the harem.

Emperor Qianlong took a deep breath, trying to calm his inner shock and anger. He knew that now was not the time to explode. He had to calm down and handle this matter properly. He waved his hand, motioning Balang to leave, then sat by the bed, quietly looking at Yongqi. His heart was filled with complex emotions and entanglements, including disappointment and anger towards Yongqi, as well as worry and love for him. He didn't know how to face this fact, nor did he know how to deal with this matter. He only knew that this incident would have a profound impact and shock on the entire harem and the entire royal family. And he himself would be caught in an unprecedented dilemma and choice because of this.

Emperor Qianlong sat on the dragon throne in Jingyang Palace, his hands clenched into fists, his nails dug deep into his palms, but he didn't feel any pain. His eyes were as sharp as a knife, as if he could penetrate all hypocrisy and concealment, and look directly at the truth hidden in the darkness. Although he didn't know that the queen was actually the mother of Queen Dayan, this identity was lurking in the unknown abyss like thunder. Once she had a mishap, the entire Aisin-Gioro family would have to be buried with her. But at this moment, what shocked him even more was that the queen, the dignified and virtuous woman who was the mother of the world, was actually Yongqi's biological mother! A son killing his mother, such an act against heaven and treason, is simply the most unforgivable sin in the world!
Qianlong's chest rose and fell violently, and the rage in his heart was burning fiercely, almost swallowing up his reason. He was so angry that he was shaking all over, and his eyes were red as if they were about to bleed, like an enraged lion, ready to pounce on the enemy who dared to challenge his authority. However, as an emperor, he had to remain calm and not let his emotions influence his judgment.

He tried hard to suppress the anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and asked in a low and powerful voice: "Baran, how do you treat this Heart-Broken Palm injury?" He stared at Baran, as if he wanted to pin all his hopes on this guard with great martial arts skills.

Barang felt the Emperor Qianlong's sharp gaze and was startled. He replied respectfully, "Your Majesty, this injury from the Broken Heart Palm is very serious. You have to pound the pile for four hours every day at noon for seven consecutive days, and then fumigate it with cow dung smoke, so that the palm power can be eliminated." After saying that, he secretly glanced at Qianlong, and saw that Qianlong's face was changing unpredictably, as if he was both surprised and helpless about this treatment method.

When Qianlong heard this, he was so angry that he laughed, and his smile was bitter and mocking. "Using cow dung to smoke, this method is quite unique." His words revealed a bit of helplessness and anger, as if he was laughing at the absurdity and injustice of the world.

Seeing this, Barang was secretly glad that he did not anger the emperor. He went on to say, "The assassin I hit last night, the other two shouted 'you' and ran away. The fifth prince Yongqi has always had a good relationship with the two brothers of the Fu family. I dare to guess that the two people may be Fu Erkang and Fu Ertai."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qianlong's face changed and he shouted angrily, "How dare you!" His voice was deafening, as if it was going to shake the entire Jingyang Palace to the point of collapse. "All under heaven belongs to the king; within the four seas, all are his subjects. In this harem, only the males of the Aisin-Gioro family can be called 'Master'. Who are Fuerkang and Fuertai? They are just slaves, and they dare to call me 'Master' in front of me?" His tone was full of anger and disdain, as if those two names were an insult to his authority.

Balang was so frightened that he kowtowed and confessed his guilt, saying in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, please calm down. This is how people usually call people in the palace. I was the one who made a mistake." His forehead was already bruised, but he did not dare to pause for a moment. Qianlong was even more furious when he heard this. He slammed the table so hard that the teacups on the table jumped up.

Looking back, Qianlong promoted Wei to be a concubine and heard that her cousin had two sons who were both good at civil and military affairs. Because he felt sorry for Concubine Ling's poor background, he promoted the Fu brothers to be imperial guards. At that time, he thought that these two young people were ambitious and talented, and were rare pillars of society. I don't know when these two people got so close to Yongqi that they even learned to call him "Master". He didn't notice it before, firstly because he was fascinated by the story of Princess Huanzhu, and secondly because he was a long-lived monarch with a stable fortune, and he didn't care too much about these details. However, once you have such an idea, it is difficult to change it.

In addition, the appearance of Li Qingge, a time traveler, disrupted the original story. Li Qingge, the mysterious and intelligent woman, her arrival was like a breeze, blowing away the dullness and depression in the harem. However, her appearance also brought countless mysteries and variables. She and Qianlong had an agreement to abdicate, and the sixty-year fortune of the emperor was about to end halfway. As a result, the previous mysteries slowly surfaced.

Qianlong's thoughts were like a wild horse running wild. He was furious and immediately ordered Li Yu to check whether the Fu brothers were also hit by the Broken Heart Palm. Li Yu took the order and left, disappearing outside the gate of Jingyang Palace like a ghost. Not long after, he came back to report that it was exactly as Balang said. In order to cover up the truth, Fulun lied that the two were possessed by evil spirits and were inviting Taoist priests and monks to exorcise the evil spirits.

When Qianlong heard the news, he was more convinced that Yongqi, Erkang and Ertai were the assassins who broke into Kunning Palace. He was full of doubts, wondering why Yongqi would risk breaking into the queen's bedroom. There must be some important hidden secret. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down. However, the anger and doubts were like wildfire, and could not be extinguished.

He suddenly opened his eyes, his gaze was like a torch, as if he could penetrate all the fog and lies. He knew that he had to find out the truth himself, no matter how cruel and ruthless it was. Because he was Emperor Qianlong, the ruler of the Qing Dynasty, and he could not tolerate anything that threatened his authority and his country.

Therefore, he ordered Yongqi, Erkang and Ertai to be placed under house arrest in their respective palaces, with heavy troops guarding them and no one allowed to visit them. At the same time, he secretly sent his confidants to investigate the matter, vowing to get to the bottom of it. A palace storm was quietly brewing...

What on earth was going on? The night was as dark as ink, shrouding the Forbidden City. The moonlight shone through the clouds, dappled on the magnificent palace, but could not illuminate the complex and indistinct heart of Emperor Qianlong. His face flickered in the weak candlelight, red and white, as if it was an external reflection of his inner struggle.

Emperor Qianlong's thoughts were like leaves falling in the wind, flying around. A thought was like a sudden lightning, cutting through the fog in his heart - could it be that Yongqi, the always gentle and elegant Fifth Prince, had already seen through the unspeakable secret between the Queen and Li Qingge, the Queen of Dayan? After realizing that he had no hope of inheriting the throne because of this secret, he decided to go all out and drag the Queen and the Twelfth Prince into the water at all costs?

Li Qingge, the queen from Dayan, her name stirred ripples in Qianlong's heart. Not only did she have a stunning beauty, but she also had wisdom and courage that were no less than that of a man. Qianlong could imagine that once the queen and the twelfth prince met with an accident, Li Qingge would be furious, and the raging flames would be enough to devour everything, including his fantasy of abdicating the throne. By then, Dayan's iron hoof would surely trample through the northern border, the Qing Dynasty would be in danger, the Aisin-Gioro family's hundreds of years of foundation would be destroyed, and even he himself would not be able to escape the bad luck.

Thinking of this, the anger in Emperor Qianlong's chest seemed to be poured with oil, and instantly burned into a raging flame, almost swallowing him whole. He was furious, like a volcano about to erupt, his hands clenched into fists, and his knuckles turned white with anger. If he couldn't get the throne, he would destroy everything, even dragging his entire family to be buried with him. This was simply insane, a crazy act of mutual destruction!
"Aisin-Gioro Yongqi, are you really my son? How can you be so cruel?" Emperor Qianlong shouted in his heart, but his voice was so low that only he could hear it. However, at this moment of rage, another thought extinguished his anger like cold water - fortunately, there is always a way out. Li Qingge had already taken precautions and sent two masters, Balang and Batu, to practice the Broken Heart Palm to protect the queen at all times. If not for this, the Aisin-Gioro royal family might have ceased to exist.

Emperor Qianlong's emotions fluctuated between anger and relief. Finally, he picked up the red sandalwood stool next to him and raised it high, with a resolute light in his eyes, as if he wanted to pour all his anger on Yongqi. However, before the stool touched Yongqi's hair, it fell back to the ground with a loud "bang", shaking the candlelight in the hall.

Emperor Qianlong sighed deeply, and that sigh contained too much helplessness and pain. He recalled that when Empress Xiaoxian died, he reprimanded the eldest prince Yonghuang and the third prince Yongzhang in a fit of anger, which resulted in the death of the two children due to fear. That incident became an eternal pain in his heart, and he still feels guilty. However, as an emperor, his face is more important than anything else, and he cannot easily admit it even if he is wrong.

Although Yongqi was unfilial, he was his beloved son after all. Yonghuang and Yongzhang had already been abolished. If Yongqi was killed, then... Emperor Qianlong felt an indescribable sorrow in his heart. He shook his head and sighed inwardly: "Children are debts from previous lives. The Qing Dynasty is about to perish. Raising another wicked son will not harm the country. Just give him food to eat."

With a clang, the heavy red sandalwood stool fell to the ground helplessly, as if symbolizing the heavy decision in Emperor Qianlong's heart. He immediately gave an order in a deep and powerful voice: "When the fifth prince wakes up, tell him about the palm-transforming method taught by Baran. Also, pass on the decree that the imperial guards Fuerkang and Fuertai, who have offended the emperor with improper words and deeds, will each be beaten with forty sticks to serve as a warning to others!"

After a short pause, Emperor Qianlong looked at Li Yu meaningfully, with a look that contained both warning and expectation: "After the fight, send the imperial physician to treat their injuries. Don't leave any hidden dangers. It would be bad if it affects fertility." Hearing this, Li Yu's heart trembled, and then he responded respectfully: "I obey your command!"

"Got it, go and prepare, make sure it's done properly!" Emperor Qianlong's voice rang out again, with unquestionable majesty. If the empress was assassinated, there must be an explanation; if the emperor was angry, someone must be punished.