Story of Yanxi Palace

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　　 There are some weeds in the courtyard, competing for the nutrients of jasmine.

　　 A woman's hand fell into the bush, pulling out the weeds beside Jasmine one by one, rude action, if there was deep hatred.

　　 "Who made you provoke you? Want to vent your breath on a pile of weeds." The man's voice suddenly sounded.

　　Wei Yingluo turned back, and saw Fu Heng Xiaoyin standing behind her, and stretched out a hand, as if to twist a fallen leaf sticking to her temples for her, but she avoided it by leaning her head.

　　 "Don't talk to me." She muttered, "I'm angry as soon as I see a man."

　　 Fu Heng slightly thought: "But because of Hui Guifei's business?"

"...Yuguiren almost lost her life with Wu Ge, so that she got a little retribution." Wei Yingluo heard the name and got angry. "I didn't expect that she would come back again in two months! Ha , Yes, one or two lives, in front of her flamboyant crown, what do you count?"

　　Fu Heng laughed: "She is really gorgeous..."

Seeing that he was still smiling, Wei Yingluo felt even more annoyed in his heart. He was a little bit sour. He threw the weed in his hand and said coldly: "You know, the queen was waiting for the emperor in the night wind last night. At that time, when he came to the news of his diversion to Chu Xiu Palace, you are a sibling's brother. If you don't complain about her, how can you still laugh?"

"Before I answer this question, you have to answer me a question first." Fu Heng was thrown away, but Fu Heng didn't care. He just patted his chest with his hand. "Is that blood book, did you marry the concubine? "

　　Wei Yingluo raised an eyebrow, he actually suspected her? Sneered now: "No!"

"It's not good, this thing is done too hastily, it's too deliberate, how clever the emperor knows that someone is going to blame, but the concubine is too stubborn, and she should be taught a lesson! Just..." Fu Heng said helplessly. His father Gao Bin opened the river to build the dam, harness the Yellow River, benefit the people, and benefited from all ages. Even if he looked at him, the emperor had to tolerate Hui Hui. Do you understand now?"

　　Wei Yingluo was silent.

　　 "What's wrong?" Fu Heng felt that she was a little strange today, and she couldn't help but take a step closer, her voice showing concern.

　　Wei Yingluo took a step back and muttered in his mouth: "Well, you doubt me..."

　　 When Fu Heng heard it, she could not help crying and laughing. It turned out that she was relieved of the emperor, but she was so worried about herself that she took her hand and explained: "I have no doubts about you. Like the emperor, I doubt others..."

　　Wei Yingluo didn't ask who he doubted. The matter had become a foregone conclusion. It would be useless to think more. It is better to focus on the present and the future.

"Don't say this." Fu Heng squeezed her hand and said, "What you want me to ask for you, I have heard it-the night your sister happened, no clan left the Qingqing Palace dinner! "

　　 "Does this matter seriously?" Wei Yingluo said.

　　 "I have confirmed this to the **** on duty at the Qianqing Palace." Fu Heng nodded, "Really!"

　　Wei Yingluo stared at him for a long time before whispering: "I believe in you...Since the **** of the Qingqing Palace can't ask, let's start from the emperor's side!"

　　 It's just, how to get close to the emperor, how to get close to his cronies?

　　Wei Yingluo thought of many ways, but all of them were overthrown by her. Some were too deliberate, and they were inevitably suspected of having ulterior motives, and others were too gentle, and I was afraid that it would take ten or eight years to reach the goal.

　　 What should I do?

　　 There is more thought on it, and less on other things, so Wei Yingluo is almost the last person in the Changchun Palace to get the news...

　　 "The emperor is ill?" Wei Yingluo froze, "What's sick?"

　　 "So big news, how do you know now?" Mingyu glared at her, "It is scabies!"

　　 Wei Yingluo has heard about the disease a little, knowing that the person suffering from the disease is very itchy and uncomfortable, and most patients can't help scratching. As a result, the infection often leads to the disease, which makes the disease more difficult to treat.

　　 "The queen is worried about the emperor, and she intends to bring a person together and move to Yangxin Temple to take care of him." Mingyu's tone of official business, "She chose you, you hurry back to clean up the salute."

Er Qing was watching with cold eyes, and could not hear it anymore. He said lightly: "Mingyu, the mother-in-law has told me to stay in the Changchun Palace, and then you will pack your bags and move to Yangxin Hall. How can you push the work to Yingluo? "

　　Wei Yingluo looked at Mingyu, and she had no idea in her heart. Wei Yingluo knew that she was afraid that the emperor's scabies might be transmitted to her, so she tried to find ways to push the pain to others.

　　 But in Wei Yingluo's view, this is not a pain.

　　 On the contrary, being able to take the opportunity to get close to the emperor, close to the confidant beside him... can be regarded as a rare beauty.

　　 "Okay." Wei Yingluo smiled, "I'll go back and pack up."

Mingyu and Er Qing thought she could not escape the truth when she learned the truth, but now they are all together, and when someone is gone, Er Qing turns his face complexly and says to Ming Yu: "Are you satisfied now?" ?"

　　Mingyu don't look away: "It is her own willingness, but not forced by me!"

"Mingyu, you always blame the empress queen for not loving you now, alienating you, but don't want to think about what you have done?" Er Qing stared at her with a very strange look. "The empress is not in the Forbidden City. Launched with Wua Ge to prevent disasters! Now I want you to go to Yangxin Hall, and you push three obstacles and four! The master's heart is bright and clear, can't you see? Not to mention the Queen Mother, even the Changchun Palace, who do you think convinces you!"

　　Mingyu jaw-dropped, staring at Er Qing’s sleeveless back, and murmured to herself for the first time: "Am I doing something wrong?"

Trusting this kind of thing, like water, always accumulates bit by bit into the river, or bit by bit leaks into the desert, listening to the explanation that jade refused to go, the queen only said a little: "This palace knows." I don’t blame the other party, just look at the other party’s eyes becoming more and more indifferent. That look is very similar to that of Er Qing’s, which makes Mingyu kick in the heart, vaguely feel that he has done something wrong, but has no chance of repentance...

　　 and his party soon moved into Yangxin Hall.

　　 When Hongli became ill, his own queen comforted him and talked to him to alleviate his pain. In addition, there were some dirty and tiring jobs, all of which were the work of Wei Yingluo and other palace people.

　　 "The emperor cleans his body with alum tea before using the medicine." The doctor put a box of ointment in the palm of Wei Yingluo. "After the emperor has finished bathing, apply the sulfur cream all over his body, and wipe the affected area twice."

　　 "Yes." Wei Yingluo took the ointment with both hands.

　　 She has never seen a man's body, let alone a naked man.

　　Take a few deep breaths before Wei Yingluo gathers a little flustered thoughts and walks into the Yangxin Hall.

　　The temperature in the sleeping hall was slightly higher, and the wooden barrel was just removed, but the residual temperature remained in the air, with a hint of alum tea.

　　In the huge palace, there was only one person sitting. From a distance, it looked like a single figure, really alone.

　　 "...Is it you?" Hongli slowly opened his eyes and said coldly, "Go out!"

　　 Wei Yingluo was worried about how to serve a naked man. Hearing this, he felt relieved and put the ointment on the table next to him, and said: "Yes."

　　 The door was closed, and soon opened, and Li Yu came in.

　　 "Emperor, let the minions come to serve you." Li Yu stuck his scalp on his scalp, and although he was careful, he still hurt the broken wound.

　　 Hongli took a breath, then kicked him angrily: "Get away, call someone else!"

Wei Yingluo's voice came across the door: "The emperor, Yangxin Hall withdrew most of the time, and most of the rest were eunuchs. The queen's lady was worried that they would be so clumsy and hurt the dragon. Then they ordered the slaves to come. Now you want to come again. Calling others will not be much better than General Manager Li."

　　The words in Hongli’s ears are no different from those of Mao Sui’s self-recommendation. He took the opportunity to be close. Hongli couldn’t tell the strange feeling in his heart. He just smiled and said, “You’re not clumsy?”

Wei Yingluo didn't want to get close to this bad-tempered man, but think about it carefully, she came to get close to his confidant. One of the most important characters is the **** Li Yu beside him, even if he can't beg him I like it, but I can’t let him hate it, so I can’t do anything that would be my own hard work. Otherwise, Li Yu doesn’t say anything, but the seeds of complaint are planted in his heart. Who knows when it will germinate? ?

"The minions used to be embroidered ladies in embroidery workshops, and the embroidery was all fine silk. To prevent scratches and brocades, they developed the habit of taking care of their hands every day." Wei Yingluo explained patiently, "Emperor, if you don't want Mr. Lee , Don’t let the minions come, the queen lady will come to apply the medicine in person."

　　Hongli was silent for a moment, and finally couldn't bear to let the queen come to his side and said that it was okay to talk. It was inevitable that he would touch his wounds when applying the medicine. What if this was transmitted to her?

　　 "Come in!" Hongli said slightly, "Give me medicine!"

　　 "Yes." With a squeak, Wei Yingluo pushed the door in again, took the ointment from Li Yu's hand, and dipped a little with his long cleaned fingers, and gently landed on Hongli's painful place.

　　Hongli only felt that the wound was cold and could not tell whether it was the temperature of the ointment or the temperature of her finger.

　　 As the emperor, there will never be a woman by her side. Hongli thought that she was used to the woman's touch, but somehow she was not used to her touch.

This kind of feeling has never happened in Hongli. I felt shy and annoyed for a moment, but couldn't help but get angry, but her eyes touched her calm eyebrows, as if the original fire had fallen into the rain, and the white snow met with a ray of light. The spring breeze, the fire extinguishes the grass and the snow melts.

　　 As soon as Wei Yingluo looked up, he met the other person's fascinating eyes.