Story of Yanxi Palace

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　　The news that the queen was able to walk was sent back to Fucha's house, and there was a lot of joy in the up and down. The old lady even dared to go to the temple despite her own illness. Before leaving, she asked Fu Heng to visit the palace.

　　Once he got his actual job, Fu Heng had seldom ran to the harem, one was because he was busy, and the other was to avoid, not only to avoid suspicion, but also to avoid her...

　　 Now that he cannot avoid it, Fu Heng had to enter the palace. His two feet wandered outside the Changchun Palace for a long time before finally courageously stepping in.

　　 "See the mother." He saluted the queen, but the glare of his eyes could not slide sideways to Wei Yingluo.

　　Wei Yingluo stood beside the queen, his head drooping, not speaking, not even looking at him.

　　 "Ying Luo, you go down." Queen said.

　　Fu Heng looked at Wei Yingluo's leaving back, and a sigh suddenly sounded in his ear: "In the past, Yingluo has already been put down. You should also put it down. Isn't your heart as good as a woman?"

　　 The figure of banging in the wind and snow came to my mind again. Fu Heng clenched his fists and finally said in a dumb voice: "Sister assured, I will treat Er Qing very well and will not let her be wronged."

　　 What he didn't say is that since he returned from the Royal Palace Face Sheng on that day, he has been staying in the study. Even if he had to sleep with Er Qing, he had the same bed and dreams, and never touched her.

　　 "Sorry, I still can't forget her now." Fu Heng said apologetically in his heart, "What Fu Heng can do now can only compensate you in other ways..."

　　Clothing, food, housing and transportation, should be luxurious, no matter what Er Qing wants, Fu Heng will not refuse.

　　Queen's eyesight, how can he not see what he thinks? It's just that the official is difficult to break down the housework. Although she has some complaints in her heart that Erqing is in danger, is it not Fu Heng who made the decision?

　　 The decisions you make must bear the consequences yourself.

　　 "You can say that, it's best to do it too." The queen can only sigh, "Ying Luo is past. Er Qing... It's the one who will stay with you for a lifetime."

　　 Fu Heng gave a dull yell.

"Besides, Yi Erqing's being a person doesn't mean to disgrace you..." In order to explain him, the queen began to chatter with him. Between the lines, she was saying good things to Er Qing, her beauty, her talent, her stability. , She would be a good wife...

　　Fu Heng knew her kindness and patiently heard the last, until the queen was a little tired before leaving.

　　 returned to Fucha Mansion with a lot of thoughts. As soon as he entered the courtyard with his forefoot, he saw the butler hurriedly running: "Master, you can come back!"

　　 Fu Heng sighed: "What happened?"

　　Erqing is a beautiful, talented, and stable good girl in the eyes of the queen-at least in the past.

　　 But in fact?

　　Long waiting, making Er Qing's temper more and more strange, quarreling has become commonplace, and recently he has begun to move his hands, either to punish this servant or to scold that servant.

　　 "Master, let's go to the study room to see it." The butler felt palpitated, "Qinglian is going to die!"

　　Fu Heng was flustered, and then quickly walked towards the study.

　　 As soon as he walked to the door of the study, he heard a scream from inside and then stopped abruptly.

　　 "Ma'am, fainted."

　　Erqing's voice sounded coldly: "Wake her up."

　　After the sound of water, "Madam, are you still skewing?"

　　 Erqing: "Twist, continue to twist! It is not enough to twist this hair, I have to ruin this humorous face, see what she will do to seduce Fu Heng in the future!"

　　 Fu Heng took a deep breath and pushed the door into the door: "Stop!"

　　 The originally overflowing study room has now become a terrible execution ground. A maid was **** her hands and knelt on the ground shaking.

　　Fu Heng recognized her, and some could not recognize her.

　　 I remember being a maid named Qinglian. He was clumsy and reticent. He was sent to serve him only last month, and the two hadn't even had time to say the last sentence.

　　Fu Heng couldn't even remember her appearance. The most impressive thing was that she had her hair like a cloud, and at first glance, she felt a line of poetry in her heart-Lan Tianxin Mu Yun slippery, Baochai oblique fall blue silk hair.

　　 Now, his hair is cut in a scattered manner, like a bird's nest being maliciously disrupted.

　　A strand of broken hair fell to the ground, like a black cloud cut off, like a falling crow feather. Er Qing stepped on the pile of broken hair, holding a golden scissors in her hand, and slowly gestured towards her face.

　　 "Stop it!" Fu Heng shouted at her in shock.

Er Qing looked back at him, smiled suddenly, then poked the scissors towards the maid's face without hesitation, a long scar across the maid's cheek from left to right, she screamed, and then her head fell down, dizzy again In the past.

"This blue silk is so smooth and pleasant, it's a pity to land." Er Qing pinched the other person's chin and deliberately showed her **** face to Fu Heng, laughing and saying, "I think it's better to sew all these hairs into it This wound! Call her green face, like a ghost, no longer seeing people... what are you going to do? Husband."

　　Fu Heng was the one who had gone to the battlefield and killed someone. He thought he was not afraid of killing or dying of the dead, but at this moment, when he looked at the woman who was smiling in front of him, he suddenly felt cold on his back.

　　 "Here... Bring Qinglian down and ask the doctor to treat her." He closed his eyes and Fu Heng ordered.

　　 The housekeeper hurried forward to lift Qinglian. Er Qing saw this. Jin She pointed his finger at him, his eyes cold: "Am I going to let her leave?"

　　Fu Heng couldn't stand it any longer, went up a few steps, grabbed the scissors in her hand, and threw it on the ground, Shen Sheng ordered: "Go down!"

　　After everyone retreated, he stared at Er Qing painfully: "Er Qing, do you want to continue to make trouble?"

　　 "I'm making trouble?" Er Qing smiled, "Fucha Fu Heng, you have stayed in the study all the year, never stepped into my room, it was originally for her?"

　　 Fu Heng frowned: "What are you talking about?"

　　 "I came in today and saw her making beds for you! Fucha Fu Heng, we have been married for only one year, you have insulted me to this point!" Er Qingyue said more and more excited, and finally rushed over and tortured him.

　　Fu Heng didn't fight back, but only stopped with his arm. As a result, a hairpin fell from his sleeve and fell to the ground, breaking into two pieces.

　　 glanced over the hairpin, and Er Qing was even more annoyed: "You said that she has no contact with her, this is the evidence!"

　　 "...this hairpin, I was going to send you." Fu Heng turned around, his voice full of exhaustion, "but now it seems that this is unnecessary."

　　 He turned and went out, but the world was so big, but suddenly he didn't know where to go, who to see, hesitated for a moment on the road, and turned to the next room to visit Qinglian who was innocent.

The doctor has invited him and is dealing with her injuries. Looking at her face wrapped in white cloth, a trace of guilt flashed in Fu Heng's eyes. The face of her daughter's house often meant the happiness of her second half of life, Er Qingzao He will pay for his sins. If this girl cannot marry in the future, he is willing to support her for a lifetime...

　　 "...Master." A soft female voice suddenly sounded.

　　 This sound is very similar to Wei Yingluo, which made Fu Heng trance for a long time before recovering: "What... what?"

　　Qinglian lay on the couch, suddenly pulled something out of her arms, and handed him tremblingly.

　　 A sachet whose color looks a little old.

　　The day of the seventh lunar month, the thing of love... Finally, it became a testimony to the two.

　　 Fu Heng Yileng: "...how could you be here?"

"When the minions helped Master to make the bed, they accidentally picked up this sachet. The young lady should be misunderstood before she was furious." Qing Lian paused and said, "The minions saw that the master was carefully hiding it under his pillow. It must be very cherished... Then, he was good at proposing to hide it, lest it be lost by the young lady..."

Fu Heng looked at her hand... Er Qing not only twisted her hair, but also pulled out her nails. Ten bare fingers, swollen like radishes, had begun to turn blue and purple, and the wounds could not help. Spilled blood.

　　 "...doctor." Fu Heng reached over and took the sachet, then instructed, "Don't do half the work, bandage her fingers, if there are other injuries on your body, they will be bandaged together."

　　 "Thank you, Master Xie..." Qinglian forced to say thanks, without a word of complaint.

　　 Her voice really looks like Yingluo......

　　Fu Heng glanced at her again, turned around and left, and told the housekeeper on the road: "When Qinglian is injured, let her continue to clean the study. As for the young lady, she is prohibited from entering the study!"

"Yes!"

　　 prohibited Er Qing from entering the study, but she could not be prohibited from entering other places.

　　 For example, a bedroom for two people.

　　Erqing has been married for almost a year, but her stomach has not moved at all. Mrs. Fucha wants to hug her grandson earlier, so she always forces Fu Heng to sleep in the room.

　　 The blood in the study had not been rinsed, and he could not live for the time being. Fu Heng had to go back to his room, but he really didn't want to see Er Qing's face, so he blew out the lamp early and lay on his side in the bed.

　　 sighed behind him, and in the dark, Er Qing's apologetic voice sounded: "Fu Heng, I know I was wrong."

　　 Fu Heng was silent.

"You and I are a newly-married couple. You are busy with official duties all day long, and you can understand my feelings flawlessly. I will inevitably get angry at once, so I take a maid out." At first, Er Qing just lay on the bed with him side by side, talking and talking, standing in one body He walked towards him a little bit, and finally reached out with a hug, said softly, "Okay, okay, if you really like her, it's a big deal. But after all, she is a humble origin, and she can't get on the table..."

　　 Fu Heng couldn't stand it any longer, sat up and said coldly, "You still don't understand?"

　　Erqing grieved and said: "I have to apologize, I'm sorry, how come you are aggressive?"

　　Fu Heng: "Just because of a misunderstanding, you twisted her hair, pulled out her nails, and burned people! She is also a person. Is life so worthless in your eyes?"

　　Erqing takes for granted: "Who will treat the maidservant as a man!"

Fu Heng can’t put in a channel: "The Xitaralqing I saw in Changchun Palace was gentle, gentle, and dignified, but now? What about you? Give it to you, and humiliate your maid, do you really want to live a good life?"

　　Er Qing is annoyed: "Fucha Fu Heng, that's my grandfather, not an outsider at all! Above the officialdom, you need to hug together, do you not need his support?"

　　Fu Heng: "I don't need it! The emperor hates others to form a party. I warn you how many times, why don't you teach me again and again."

　　Er Qing Qing was badly corrupted: "It's awe-inspiring, it is clear that you are thinking of Wei Yingluo wholeheartedly, then you will be provocative everywhere, seeing me is not pleasing to the eye!"

Fu Heng was hurt by the pain, but firmly: "Yes, I have not forgotten her! But I have been working hard, I try to be good to you, and strive to give you everything you want! But now, as soon as I see you , Thinking of those **** hands!"

　　Erqing: "Fu Heng, Wei Yingluo is more malicious than me!"

　　Fu Heng was very angry: "Wei Yingluo has a clear love and hatred, but he never hurts the innocent! What about you? Because you are jealous for a while, you can ruin your life!"

　　Erqing sneered: "Whatever you love, I am your wife, the one you should love!"

　　 should have been like this.

　　 This is also what Fu Heng promised to the queen. He tried very hard to achieve this, otherwise he would not have been in a good mood for a year, and he would not buy golden hairpins to come back and send her.

It's a pity that as Jin Hairpin broke into two pieces, he finally opened his heart and closed it again. Fu Heng suddenly sat up, picked up a piece of clothing and draped it over his body, then turned over and got out of bed. Go outside.

　　 "Wait!" Er Qing suddenly panicked, "Where are you going?"

"Hitaral Qing." Fu Heng shouted to her with her name and surname, reaching for the door of the room without looking back. "In my heart, you can never compare to Wei Yingluo! Your cruel and vicious, even more call me Very disgusting!"