Story of Yanxi Palace

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　　 Wei Yingluo's first job at the Changchun Palace was cleaning.

　　 Someone seemed to be afraid that she would get past the queen and be liked by the queen, so the work assigned to her was always the most painful and tiring, and the farthest from the queen.

　　 "Anyway, the queen's mother and daughter will be fresh for a while, and after waiting for ten days and a half months, it is estimated that you will forget this person."

　　Inadvertently overheard what Mingyu said, Wei Yingluo frowned, and said nothing.

　　Mingyu asked her to sweep the floor, she swept it, not only for her own share, but sometimes for others. Today is the same. In the joke of others, she sweeps the ground alone near the gate of the Changchun Palace.

The advantage of 　　 is that it is often sprayed in this place, that is, it can hit someone and be noticed by someone without causing any doubt.

　　 "Master Fucha, you are here." Ming Yu greeted him with a smile, "The minions will report to the master!"

Fucha Fu Heng walked across the door, he is still wearing a military uniform today, but the teardrop mole under his eyes, but added a sense of wealth and grace to him, like carrying poetry wine, horseshoe broken Luo Yanghua's brother , It looks like the river and lake guest who dances to the moon by the Xizi Lake.

　　 As the emperor's favored official, the queen's brother, he had the privilege to enter and exit the Changchun Palace. When he saw an unfamiliar face in front of him, he glanced a few more times.

　　 looked down, condensing on the old jade pendant hanging on her waist.

　　 "...Master Fucha?" Mingyu's gaze wandered between him and Wei Yingluo. "What's wrong with you, the master is waiting for you inside."

　　 Fucha Fu Heng recovered and smiled at her: "I will come."

　　He walked into the door one step at a time, Mingyu glared at Wei Yingluo fiercely, and then hurriedly followed.

　　 Watched the two of them leave. Wei Yingluo held the broom and continued to sweep the falling flowers on the ground. When the time came, the flowers that should fall will definitely fall, and the people who came should come.

　　 She didn't wait long.

　　Before the fallen flowers piled into a small flower mound, suddenly there was a pair of men's boots.

Wei Yingluo raised the corner of his lips slowly and raised his head. The wind blew through the wind, a wavy curly hair, and a very pale white flower on her cheek. She smiled at the man standing in front of her: "Fucha Shiwei , Why are you here?"

　　 Fucha Fu Hengli was in front of her, her eyes always on the jade pendant in her waist.

　　Wei Yingluo thanked Xia Yupei, held it in his hand, and approached him slightly: "What's wrong with this jadeite?"

　　 Fucha Fu Heng's conditioned reflex reached for it, but Wei Yingluo quickly withdrew his hand.

　　 "I lost this piece of jade." Fucha Fu Heng replied helplessly.

　　 "Oh?" Wei Yingluo looked at him suspiciously, "When and where was it lost?"

　　 "The time... I can't remember it, I just lost it in... the garden." Fucha Fuheng replied ambiguously, "Return it to me."

　　 "Time and place are unclear, I can't give it to you casually." Wei Yingluo shook his head with a smile.

　　 Fucha Fu Heng pursed her lips, a very distressed look.

　　 Like his handsome men, once this expression appeared, nine out of ten women in the world could not refuse any of his requests.

　　 It's a pity that Wei Yingluo is the one with the heart of stone.

Seeing the woman in front of her unmoved, Fucha Fu Heng had to sigh and said: "My name is on the jade pendant. In addition, there is a small crack in the lower right corner. I accidentally fell down. Bad, you can see clearly."

　　 Wei Yingluo looked down at the jade pendant in his hand.

　　 does not actually need to be checked, she knows that the other party is right.

　　Countless nights, countless days, countless nightmares, she looked down at the name on Yu Pei and rubbed her fingers against the cracks above.

　　I wish that Yu Pei could speak and answer her a question.

　　 "Are you the one left by the real murderer!"

　　 Wei Yingluo raised his head again, and his heart was filled with suspicion, but his face did not show a little bit, but instead he smiled more sweetly and moved, as if a flower exuding honey: "Extend your hand."

　　 Fucha Fu Heng Leng Leng stretched out his right hand.

　　 Wei Yingluo put the jade pendant on his palm, intentionally or unintentionally, the soft fingertips fell into his palm like a dragonfly, and the cat's claws scratched.

　　 Fucha Fu Heng's right hand trembles, and Yu Pei almost drops his hand. In a hurry, he quickly gathers his fingers, but accidentally gathers Wei Yingluo's small hand in his five fingers.

　　 The big hand of a man wraps the little hand of a woman. The calluses left behind holding the sword all year round touched the cocoons that she embroidered all the year round.

　　 "I'm sorry!" Fucha Fu Heng quickly released her hand, quickly backed away a few steps, the ears were reddish visible to the naked eye.

　　Wei Yingluo was also taken aback at first, took a few steps back, shook his head and said: "It's okay, young master."

　　 This name made Fucha Fu Heng raise an eyebrow: "Master?"

　　 "The empress queen is my master, you are her brother, naturally my young master!" Wei Yingluo bite clearly, especially the word young master.

　　 Such a beautiful woman as she is, and any words spoken from her mouth are awesome, not to mention the gentleman who is so gentle.

　　 Fucha Fu Heng touched her smile and quickly avoided her sight, leaving only one side with red ears facing her, Shen said: "Don't laugh at men like this, it's rude."

　　Wei Yingluo was stunned.

　　She originally thought he was eating this set.

　　 did not expect that this man's temperament was contrary to his appearance. It seemed to be a veteran of flowers, a swinger, and actually got along, but found that he seemed very jerky in this regard.

With a sneer from the bottom of my heart, Wei Yingluo said to himself in his heart: "Who knows if it's pretended to be like me in front of him."

　　 "There is something else in the bodyguard, I will go first. Thank you for helping me find Yu Pei." Fucha Fu Heng turned to leave, not so much as something to leave, it was better to say that he had run away.

　　Wei Yingluo looked at his back, his expression changing, until there was a cold female voice behind him: "Yingluo, how dare you!"

　　 Looking back, he saw Mingyu standing with a sullen face not far away: "In the light of day, how dare you seduce Fucha guards!"

Wei Yingluo didn't know how long she had stood there, how long she had watched, full of tentative smiles: "Not only is the sky full of daylight, but also the eyes of all eyes, if you stare at me, I dare not say anything to Fucha's bodyguard, where else? Dare to seduce him?"

　　 "You dare to talk back!" Mingyu raised his hand, "I heard you call him young master, what is your identity, what is his identity, how dare you tease him with such unbearable words?"

　　 It turned out that she only saw so little and heard so little...

Wei Yingluo's heart was settled immediately. Since there was no handle in the other party's hands, he naturally refused to slap her in vain. She immediately grabbed the other's hand and smiled: "Sister Mingyu, if I really do something wrong, you You can go to the Queen Mother, but for no reason, forgive me for not being taught!"

　　 Mingyu is obviously unwilling to make things big.

　　Or, she is even more reluctant to let Wei Yingluo approach the queen's mother.

"Okay, very good, a little maid, who was in conflict everywhere, really regarded Changchun Palace as your home, and regarded herself as the master?" Ming Yu shook her hand away and commanded with a sneer, "It seems to be the work in your hand. Not enough, let you think freely and forget your identity-go! Clean the whole hall! I will check it later, if there is something unclean, you will peel your skin!"

　　If it was said that there was still some cover-up, from today, Mingyu began to openly target Wei Yingluo.

　　 did the hardest work for her, and gave her the most tiring work. After finishing, she picked and picked, but every time she touched a drop of ash in the window gap, she asked Wei Yingluo to wipe the entire Changchun Palace back.

Even Er Qing, another maid of the palace, couldn't bear it anymore, and found a time to say to Ming Yu: "Don't go too far. If she can't carry it, she will be the queen's mother, and your face won't be. good looking."

　　 "Do you think I will give her this opportunity?" Ming Yu smiled.

　　If she had just hung Wei Yingluo before, and she was not allowed to meet with the queen to speak, it is different now. Now that Mingyu is looking for opportunities, it is necessary to arrange Wei Yingluo behind the queen.

　　 "Master, wash your face with water."

　　 A bright mirror in the house, the mirror is as flat as a lake, and the queen in the mirror frowned: "Mingyu, why are you bringing water, Yingluo?"

Mingyu put the copper basin with hot water on the table, and the hot water swayed slightly. She sighed: "Who knows where to go to be lazy, if not I asked in advance, the master didn't even have fresh water! "

　　 The queen's brow furrowed tighter: "Is she really so lazy?"

"No, things won't be done, just a mouthful of skin." Mingyu put the veil into the basin to wet it, and his mouth kept turning, "I said nothing about her last time, I dare to look at me What! Master, how can such a person stay in the Changchun Palace!"

　　 Awesome words.

　　 Once and twice, the queen can still act as a wind in the ears, the more times, the heart can not help but have stereotypes.

　　 "Er Qing, what are you talking about?" When you listen to it, it is dark, and the queen does not care what the other party says, so she believes, so she looks at the mirror and asks, "Is Yingluo so uncomfortable?"

　　 paused for the fingers combing her hair.

　　The place where the mirror couldn't see, Mingyu frequently dazzled Erqing.

　　Erqing glanced at her, did not want to offend her, but did not want to fall into the rock, so he weighed his words and said, "Xu is not well adapted to the life of the Changchun Palace, and it is quite a bit of a run-in with the old man."

　　 "If that's the case, let her go back to Xiufang tomorrow morning." The queen hated the iron, "Wait, is it thundering outside?"

　　 A thunder threw across the sky, and the sky was white.

　　 The queen was startled from her chair, and she couldn’t even brush her hair. She rushed towards the door: "My flower, my jasmine!"

　　 "Master, Master, slow down!" Er Qing and Ming Yu hurried to catch up.

　　The rain came suddenly, and the more it fell, the queen and others walked all the way, and the leaves fell countless along the way, paving a long green river on the ground.

　　 "Quick, come with a tarp! Cover the flower!" The queen was stunned and rushed into the flower garden when she suddenly froze.

　　Under the heavy rain, Yingluo was wearing a lion coat, pulling the oil cloth hard, and he had covered most of the jasmine.

　　 "... Queen Mother." She heard her voice, and she turned her face, the white cheeks washed by the rain, like the jasmine in the flower garden, laughing, "How come you come?"