Story of Yanxi Palace

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　　 eyes are facing each other, and staggered quickly.

There was no trace of emotion on Wei Yingluo's face, neither the joy of the lover nor the indignation of the enemy. The indifferent was like seeing a roadside stone, a white flower by the water, a very plain and sparse glance, and then returned his eyes. .

　　Take a leisurely pass in front of Fu Heng, leaving Fu Heng behind, bright and bright in spring, but like being in the ice and snow.

　　Like Wei Weiluo in the past, crawling in the ice and snow, looking at the back of him and Er Qing side by side, the world turned upside down, and his heart was as gray as death.

　　 Hailancha sighed and pressed his shoulder: "A lot has happened. In short, she is already the emperor's woman... Fu Heng, give up."

　　 Yangxin Hall.

"Fu Heng, you didn't let me down." Hong Li looked at Fu Heng with satisfaction, and the feeling of appreciation was beyond words. "This time I made a great contribution in Jinchuan, I should give you a reward. Say, what do you want? "

　　 made great achievements, but Fu Heng didn't have any joy in his body. On the contrary, he was so lifeless that he was sentenced to death by a doctor, and half of his body sank into the coffin.

　　 After a long time, he slowly looked up and stared at Hongli: "Emperor, no matter what the slave wants, will you give it?"

He clearly didn’t say anything, but Hongli seemed to perceive something, and the original color of joy slowly faded, and he said lightly: "Passing purpose, Fucha Fu Hengfeng first-class loyal and loyal public, giving the gems top and four Tuanlong make up."

　　Fu Heng was flustered and was about to say something. Fu Heng held up a copy of the book and covered his face: "Okay, please step back."

　　 "...Yes." Fu Heng saw that his heart had been decided, and had to knock down deeply: "The slaves thanked Emperor Long En."

　　Hongli nodded and looked gloomy after the break.

　　 "Emperor." Soon, Li Yu came in and picked up the green card and placed it in the most prominent position. It was Wei Yingluo's brand.

Hongli took the sign, rubbed his thumb on the letter, and said lightly: "When he was in the Changchun Palace, Fu Heng took great care of Ling Weng. He went to the battlefield, and he must always be worried, if he knew he would return safely. , Since I let go of my heart."

　　The words Li Yu didn't know how to pick up, and could only stand aside quietly.

　　Hongli suddenly threw the sign hard and said dumbly: "Go to Chuxiu Palace!"

　　 It was quiet at night, in Fucha.

　　 Drink one glass after another, the glass is empty and full, full and empty.

"Young Master." Qinglian came in with a wooden plate, a bowl of rice and a few dishes on the plate, she was concerned, "Master, you won't enter the water all day long, you won the battle and received the award. , It’s a good thing, why are you so sad?"

　　Fu Heng was silent, raised his hand and drank it.

　　 Qinglian sighed, put down the wooden plate, was about to exit, and walked halfway, behind him suddenly came a dull voice: "Why?"

　　 She turned around and saw Fu Heng-paralysis sitting in the chair, drunkenly, half-life absurd, unlike a general who always wins, but like a fallen man in the world, only a single shadow, accompanied by the only sword and wine.

"When the battle was the most difficult, the emperor sent twelve decrees in a row, forcing my class teacher, I refused to obey, and tried my last breath, I must also win, because as long as I win..." he gave himself A sip of wine, half drunk and half awake, whispered, "I can make a wish to the emperor..."

　　 Qinglian tentatively said: "What does the young master want?"

　　 She was really a little curious, because Fu Heng has always been clear-hearted, and has no right to pay attention. Outsiders say that there are so many people in Chaozhong, but he is difficult to buy, because no one knows what he wants.

　　 "I want a person." Fu Hengdao.

　　 Qinglian was slightly surprised.

"I want to use military skills to exchange a person... someone I lost and desperately want to find it back." Fu Heng closed his eyes and slowly spit out the words like Shi Potian in his mouth: "Ying Luo ..."

　　 Qinglian was so frightened that she had both liver and gallbladder.

　　Wei Yingluo is a taboo at home.

　　Erqing always proposes these three words, curses and swears, as if these are the three most hateful words in the world, that is, the other party has raised the order and will not stop.

　　Qinglian didn't know why Erqing hated each other so much, now Fang guesses one or two...

"Do you think I'm crazy?" Fu Heng opened his eyes, smiled at her, slowly lifted his right hand, and pressed it against his chest. "Nine deaths on the battlefield, there is a wound here, almost into the heart At that time, I thought, if I can come back alive, I must marry her... even if she complains about me and scolds me, I will not be separated from her."

　　 "Young Master..." Qinglian stopped talking, wondering whether he was stupid or stupid. Finally, he could only sigh gently, "Master, you are drunk."

"Fang Juexiao was awake at the beginning of the big dream, I am the most sober now." Fu Heng smiled, "I used to think that I was tolerant and generous, and I can look at her from a distance, wish her happiness, Now that Fang Zhi is deceiving himself, knowing that she has become a woman of the emperor, I couldn't sit still, and rushed to the emperor in the first time, asking him..."

　　Qinglian heard this, and was frightened with sweat.

　　 "Less, young master." For a moment, she said unfavorably, "You, you really asked the emperor to order the maiden?"

　　 Such a crime of great disrespect, even if Fu Heng wins ten more battles of Jinchuan, I am afraid that he will not be able to make a difference! Fucha Mansion is going up and down because of his words!

　　 "I'm not that crazy." Fu Heng smiled bitterly, leaned his head against the back of the chair, and murmured, "I'm really a useless man...until the end, I still can't say it..."

　　 Qinglian breathed a sigh of relief, seeing him like this, and secretly feeling sad, she couldn't help but approached him, her fingers stretched out and stretched out, and finally she shy away from her.

　　 "Young Master, this is not your fault, it's a trick to make people..." She only hates that she is a little student, and she can't find appropriate words to comfort him. She can only say these useless words.

　　Fu Heng didn't answer, he closed his eyes and just sat in a chair and fell asleep.

　　Qinglian couldn't bear to leave at this time, fearing that he would wake up halfway, seeing that there was no one beside him, and felt cold and lonely, so he stood and looked at him.

The candlelight on the table burned out. When Qinglian was replaced with new wax, Fu Heng's voice blew behind her, and he seemed to have had a nightmare, so that there were tears in the corners of his eyes, and the tears meandered down, He dreamed, "Sister, I'm so sorry..."

　　 Qinglian looked at him, and suddenly raised her hand, her fingertips were moist, and somehow she cried.

　　 is a matter of nonsense, no tears flow first.

　　 There are too many things in the world. At that time, I didn't feel it.

　　In the Chuxiu Palace, Hongli looked at the woman crying in front of her eyes.

　　 Xiaojia was fined and closed. Now, just a month later, because of fear of falling out of favor, the belt faded away, she became thinner and cried silently. She looked extremely pitiful.

　　 "Emperor, the concubine knew it was wrong." She knelt on the ground, sobbing, "No matter how you punish, just don't ignore the concubine!"

　　 "Just know your mistakes," Hongli said flatly, but thought to herself: how good it would be if she could be as gentle and compliant as you.

Xiaojia is like a puppy who is afraid of being abandoned by his master. He doesn’t even dare to stand up and walk all the way to Hongli. He grabs his clothes with both hands and looks up at him with pity: "Since Lingbing entered the palace , The emperor never paid attention to others. The concubine is a little woman who knows nothing, only the emperor in her heart, seeing you to accompany her all day long, really in the heart! If she can’t think about it, she will let her kneel! No more embarrassing her in the future!"

　　Hongli sighed: "Okay, let's get up."

Xiao Jiabin got up from the ground, but heard her sigh quietly, and she said something intentionally or unintentionally: "The emperor should not blame the concubine again, everyone has jealousy, if you will treat Lingbi well, Give the concubine a point, the concubine will never do such a thing."

　　 "Everyone has jealousy..." Hongli slowly chewed the word on the tip of his tongue, and suddenly asked, "...If there is a person, I never care who I go to, who I am good to?"

　　 "Then, this man, he made it clear that he didn't take the emperor's heart in mind." Xiao Jiabin thought and didn't think about it, and cut the railway.

　　 Hongli has been silent for a long time.