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Chapter 540: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 73

Her only wish was that Qianlong would let the child go because of her many years of service. That child was her only flesh and blood!

"Nothing to say? Are you going to tell me that the child was born and raised?!" Qianlong roared and slammed the dragon table. The teacup shattered and the tea splashed everywhere, just like his mood at the moment, turbulent and unable to calm down.

Concubine Chun trembled all over and fell to the ground in fear, not daring to say a word. The palace maids and eunuchs in the palace were even more silent, not daring to make a sound, for fear of getting into trouble.

Fu Heng's face was extremely bad at this time. He didn't expect that Concubine Chun actually gave birth to a child, and what he didn't expect was that the father of this child was actually...

He suddenly looked up at Qianlong, only to see that the other party also had a look of shock and disbelief, and was obviously unaware of the matter.

The atmosphere in the palace was extremely depressing, and one could hear a pin drop. All the eunuchs and palace maids dared not make a sound, for fear of accidentally angering the emperor.

"Concubine Chun, you are so brave!" Qianlong roared, stood up suddenly, and kicked over the dragon table in front of him.

"How dare you carry me on your back..."

"Your Majesty, please spare me! Your Majesty, please spare me!" Concubine Chun was so frightened that her soul left her body. She kowtowed and begged for mercy, tears rolling down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string.

She knew she had made a terrible mistake, but at this point, what else could she do except beg for mercy?

Qianlong was furious and pointed at her and shouted, "As a concubine, you have done something so immoral. This is simply unforgivable!"

"Your Majesty, I was confused for a moment!" Concubine Chun cried and tried hard to defend herself.

Qianlong was furious. He pointed at Concubine Chun's nose and said with gritted teeth, "You are a concubine, but you dare to do such a shameful thing. Now you want to shirk all the blame by saying 'I was confused for a moment'? Come on, bring that bastard to me!"

Upon hearing this, Concubine Chun's face turned pale. She struggled to get up but was held down by the eunuch behind her.

"Your Majesty, no! Please, please let my child go! He is still so young, he doesn't know anything!" Concubine Chun cried heartbreakingly, her voice full of despair and pleading.

"Shut up!" Qianlong roared, "You still have the nerve to beg for mercy? How can I allow your bastard to live in this world!"

After a while, a nanny came in holding a swaddled baby. The baby was still sleeping soundly in the swaddle, completely unaware of the fate he was about to face.

When Concubine Chun saw her child, her maternal instinct was suddenly aroused. She struggled desperately and wanted to rush over to protect her child, but was held back tightly by the eunuch behind her.

"Your Majesty, please, please let my child go! I will accept any beating or punishment you want. I only ask you to spare the child's life!" Concubine Chun cried bitterly, but could not change Qianlong's decision.

"Your Majesty!" Fu Heng, who had never spoken, suddenly took a step forward and knelt in the center of the Golden Throne Hall, with an imperceptible tremor in his tone.

"Your Majesty, this matter still needs to be considered carefully!"

Qianlong turned his head suddenly and shot a sharp look at Fu Heng: "What? Do you also want to disobey my order?!"

Fu Heng met Qianlong's gaze with neither arrogance nor servility, and said in a deep voice: "I dare not. But...but the child is innocent. Does the emperor really want to..."

Li Yu's voice broke the stalemate in the palace. He bowed and reported: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Concubine has arrived."

When Qianlong heard that Er Qing was coming, his expression improved a little, his tense jawline relaxed slightly, and his anger gradually subsided as if a bucket of cold water was poured on him.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm the surging emotions in his heart, but he still couldn't hide the fatigue in his eyes.

"Let her in."

Er Qing, wearing a light pink palace dress, walked into the palace with light steps and elegant posture. She first bowed to Emperor Qianlong, then looked at Concubine Chun who was trembling on the ground with her eyes, and a barely perceptible sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"I, my concubine, see you, Your Majesty."

"Qing'er is here. Didn't you say that you don't have to kneel? Get up quickly. The ground is cold." Qianlong's voice sounded softer. He strode forward and personally helped Erqing up.

Er Qing blinked her watery almond eyes, her face full of confusion and bewilderment, as if this farce in the Golden Palace had nothing to do with her and she was just a poor person who was kept in the dark.

She opened her red lips slightly, her tone was worried but also contained a hint of barely perceptible contempt: "What happened to Concubine Chun? Why is she crying so sadly? And what about this child..."

Hearing this, Concubine Chun's lips trembled, but she couldn't utter a word. She knew that she was doomed, and no matter how much she tried to defend herself, it would be useless.

The woman in front of him seemed gentle and harmless, but in fact she was as vicious as a snake. She came here today, probably to laugh at him!

"Why isn't Concubine Chun talking? Are you feeling unwell?" Er Qing asked softly, with a barely perceptible hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Qianlong told the whole story with a dark face.

"It's you! You bitch, you've hurt me!" Concubine Chun screamed like a trapped beast, without caring about her image. Her voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the empty Golden Palace. She was completely different from her usual gentle and quiet self.

She struggled and tried to pounce on Erqing, but was held down by the eunuchs behind her. She could only wave her hands in vain, as if she wanted to tear Erqing to pieces.

"Your Majesty, she is the one framing me!" Concubine Chun cried out at the top of her lungs, looking like a madman. Where was her former dignity and elegance?

Er Qing only smiled softly in the face of Concubine Chun's accusation, as if she didn't take her madness seriously at all. She reached out to tidy up her hair, her movements were elegant and calm, forming a sharp contrast with Concubine Chun's hysteria.

"What Concubine Chun said is really interesting. I just arrived, so how come I have become the culprit who framed you?" Er Qing's tone was gentle, but her eyes were full of sarcasm.

"It is you, Concubine Chun, who has done such a shameful thing and now wants to throw dirty water on me. This is really too ridiculous."

"You! You..." Concubine Chun was left speechless by Er Qing's words. She could only struggle harder, but still could not break free from the eunuch's grip. She could only watch Er Qing show off in front of her.

"Your Majesty, please help me! This bitch deliberately set up a trap to frame me!"

Concubine Chun cried and tried to ask Qianlong for help, but she forgot that she had already lost the emperor's favor. Her cries were nothing but weak excuses in Qianlong's ears.

Qianlong's face darkened instantly, like the sea before a storm, with anger rolling in his eyes. He pulled Er Qing behind him, as if he was protecting a precious jade rabbit, not allowing anyone to hurt her in the slightest.