Story of Yanxi Palace

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　　 "Drink this bowl of **** soup."

　　 "Thank you for your reward."

　　Wei Yingluo took the **** soup handed over by the other person and took a sip, warmly shaking her cold body.

　　 "Thanks to you, the flowers in the flower garden are kept." The queen looked at her curiously, "but why are you there?"

　　 "Last night there was a halo, and there were black clouds in the east in the morning. I am afraid that there will be wind and rain today. I am afraid that the flowers in the courtyard will be destroyed. So I swept past the inner and outer courtyards in the morning." Wei Yingluo replied respectfully.

　　The queen heard the words, but she glanced at Mingyu.

Cleaning the inner and outer courtyards is not a job that can be done by one person. To say less, you have to do seven or eight court ladies together. And as she said, if you clean the whole inner and outer courtyards in the morning, you have to get up before dawn. Mingyu, this can be different from what you said before.

"Since I know it is going to rain today, why don't you tell others in advance?" After all, at the Changchun Palace for so long, Er Qing intended to speak for Mingyu, and asked Wei Yingluo, "If you greet everyone in advance, do When you are ready, you won’t have so many flowers in the flower garden."

　　The strength of one person, when there is finally a time, although Wei Yingluo tried his best, but he didn't keep all the jasmine, the rain fell, and there was a red in the garden.

　　 "I said..." Wei Yingluo replied unexpectedly, then glanced at Mingyu intentionally or unintentionally.

　　Although she did not specifically tell who she had told, the people in the palace all had one more eye than others.

The queen immediately understood who she was talking about, and then looked at Er Qing, who said nothing. She shook her head gently and said softly to Wei Yingluo: "Well, you don’t have to work anymore today, drink After finishing this bowl of **** soup, go back and take a hot bath, then rest early, don’t get caught in the cold.”

　　 "Xie Niangniang." Wei Yingluo finished drinking **** soup, then left backwards, from beginning to end, did not say that half of Er Qing is bad.

　　 But the disappointment in the eyes of the queen, but could not hide it.

　　 "Master, I..." Er Qing racked his brain and tried to find a reasonable excuse for his behavior.

　　The queen's hand raised her, which prevented her from defending her, or it prevented her from continuing to fool herself as a fool.

　　 "I have eyes, I will see it myself." The queen was half warning and half admonishing, and said to her, "Remember a word, you will lose more words!"

　　 Erqing lowered her head in shame, but raised her resentful eyes as the queen turned around.

　　The next day, Wei Yingluo was not infected with the cold, but the queen got a headache and got a fever.

A hand stretched out from the hanging gauze, Zhang Yuanjuan put his finger on the other person's vein, and after a while, he made a judgment: "The mother's headache is painful, but the lungs are hot and cold, and the wind is cold outside, which is not obstructive. Later, the minister will prescribe a clear Jiening drink, using **** and pear as the medicine, and conditioning it for half a month, and the body will heal."

　　The queen was crooked in the account, and there was a slight nasal voice in her voice: "Zhang Yuanjuan is a saint of Xinglin, and the palace is naturally at ease, otherwise she will not give you the noble person. Speaking of the noble person, has she been in good health recently?"

"This..." Zhang Yuanjue hesitated for a moment, and said, "Queen empress, the nobles often suffer from dizziness, and the officials have taken pains to treat her, but unfortunately they have little effect. The root cause is that the nobles are too concerned about their emotions. Over time, I'm afraid... I'm afraid..."

　　 "It will affect the dragon in her womb, right?" The queen filled in what he did not dare to say.

　　Zhang Yuan was relieved and replied: "Yes."

　　After people sent away Zhang Yuanjuan, the queen struggled to get out of bed: "Er Qing, change clothes for this palace, cough, this palace is going to visit Yugui, cough cough..."

　　 "Master is absolutely impossible, you just suffered from wind and cold, you should be well ill, how can you go out to blow at this time?" Er Qing quickly patted her back.

There was also a hint of hesitation in the Queen's eyes. She didn't care much about the minor illness in her body. She was afraid that the illness would be given to the noble and affect the fetus in her abdomen. Her eyes turned, and she fell into the corner. On the jade, the queen suddenly said: "Mingyu, you will take a trip for me."

　　 "Me?" Ming Yu was surprised.

　　 The queen nodded: "Take the box of tribute ginseng just delivered from the storeroom, you send it to Yonghe Palace, tell Yu Guiren, let her have a good baby, this palace will visit soon."

　　 "...Yes." Ming Yu replied extremely reluctantly.

　　 came out of the storeroom, Ming Yu was full of grievances, this little thing of running errands, once used to shout a little maid...

　　 Suddenly walked, Mingyu shouted to the front: "Come here!"

　　Wei Yingluo was cleaning the main hall. He stopped the broom in his hand and walked towards her.

　　 Mingyu raised his hand and threw a box of arcs in the air, which was almost caught by Wei Yingluo.

　　 "Go to Yonghegong and tell the noble lady that the queen's lady has been thinking of her and let her have a peace of mind. Have you remembered?" Ming Yu finished and immediately turned away without giving the other party a chance to refuse.

　　Wei Yingluo never thought of refusing.

　　I haven't seen it for a long time, and I don't know what happened to the poor happy lady.

　　 holding the ginseng box out of the Changchun Palace, Wei Yingluo walked through the forest aisle all the way to the Yonghe Palace, the red door was closed, she raised her hand and knocked: "The queen's mother ordered me to visit the noble, please open the door."

　　 Waited for a long time, but no one answered.

　　 "Happy noble, happy noble?" Wei Yingluo knocked on the door again, "Anyone?"

　　 remained silent.

　　 Wei Yingluo felt a strange feeling in his heart. The palace was no more than the outside. Even if the master went out, the palace would leave at least one or two eunuchs on duty.

　　 wandered in front of the door again for a while, and was unsure of the idea that when he was leaving, he suddenly heard a loud noise inside the door.

　　 An unpleasant feeling struck my heart, Wei Yingluo suddenly gritted his teeth and yelled, "pleasant, offended!"

　　Wei Yingluo took a step back, then leaned down, hit the door with all his strength, banged, the door opened to both sides, she staggered a few steps, and then stared at the picture.

　　 I saw the Yonghe Palace, which was arranged like a mourning hall.

　　 incense candles, tributes, white cloth, everything is available, there is also a copper brazier on the ground, the afterglow in the pot is not gone, and the paper money ingots are burned little by little.

　　 There is still a card rolling on the ground. I don’t know if it was hit by someone or fell off the table by myself, but because of the sound of the landing, Wei Yingluo rushed in and saw—

　　Yuegui lay on the ground, her neck raised high, and a white towel wrapped around her.

　　 An **** rode behind her, hands wrapped around the end of the white towel, with great force, and the cruel green muscles had burst on the back of the hand.

　　 "What are you doing!" Wei Yingluo shouted sharply.

　　The **** found out that there was more than one person in the hall, a flash of fierce color flashed in his eyes, he threw the happy nobleman, flew towards Wei Yingluo, his hands pinched Wei Yingluo's neck, and wanted to kill and kill his mouth!

"what!!!"

　　 A scream-from the eunuch's mouth.

　　 He stepped back, his right hand clutching his neck tightly—a hairpin was tied there.

　　Wei Yingluo has never been a loser. When she saw that the other party was rushing towards herself, she took off the hairpin and inserted it. If the other party avoided it in time, the hairpin would be sure to pierce him.

　　 The **** pulled out the hairpin and held it in his hand.

　　 Wei Yingluo slowly backed away-she no longer had a second hairpin on her head.

　　 suddenly turned around and ran, Wei Yingluo ran while shouting: "Come on, come on! There are assassins!"

　　She rushed all the way into the inner yard, and there were chaotic footsteps in front of her. The happy color just floated on Wei Yingluo's cheek, and she froze.

　　 saw a group of court eunuchs, surrounded by a peony-like palace concubine, walking toward this side with great force.

　　 "Hui Guifei." Wei Yingluo jumped in his heart, "Why is she here?"

　　 something is wrong, very wrong.

　　Although the Yonghe Temple is deserted, after all, Yugui is a master and a pregnant master. There is no one around him who is waiting.

　　Where did those people go, who was tuned away, dragged on, or did they die?

　　 There is also a group of uninvited guests...

　　 The visitor was near, and Hui Hui and his party also saw Wei Yingluo. When Hui Hui frowned, Zhilan immediately raised her hand and pointed at Wei Yingluo: "Catch her!"

　　 Run!

　　Wei Yingluo turned and rushed back to the main hall, quickly closed the door and bolted, and then moved the table and chairs behind the door.

　　 "Come here! Hit the door!"

　　 "嗻!"

　　 The sound of smashing the door and hitting the door one after another, as if the more and more urgent waves beat the coast.

The situation in the house was also very bad. When Wei Yingluo went back and returned, the **** rushed towards her with a smile, and the two were fighting together. Fortunately, his neck was injured and he kept bleeding. Wei Yingluo saw this. , Finger constantly pinching toward his wound.

　　 Finally, the **** couldn't hold it first. His eyes were black and he fell to the ground.

"Huh, huh..." Wei Yingluo isn't much better, her clothes and hair are all messed up, her body is also inserted into a few holes with hairpins, and every time she takes a step, the clothes are stained with blood and she endures pain He staggered to the side of Yu Guiren and lifted her and said, "Noble, wake up, wake up."

　　 The noble lady has been awake all the time.

"What should I do?" Wei Yingluo murmured, gazing around in the house, and finally fell on the brazier where the paper money was still burning. Hesitated a little, and he gritted his teeth, "No way, I can only use external force. ..."

After half a tea time, the entire Forbidden City was in chaos.

　　 "Quick, here, here!"

　　 "How much water is enough, change to a bigger bucket."

"I'm coming!"

　　Fu Heng, who was about to visit the sick sister, stopped and took a hurrying **** and asked, "What happened?"

　　 The little **** was holding a wooden bucket full of water, and he looked breathlessly behind him: "Over there... Yonghegong has gone into the water."

　　 Fucha Fu Heng was surprised for a moment. He turned around and saw the direction of Yonghe Temple, a billow of smoke plume straight up to the sky.