The Destiny of Going to Hell

Fuling laughed when she heard Xiao Yanzi's words, "So you like me, too."

Hearing Fuling's firm words, Xiao Yanzi froze.

But there was no refutation.

"Jiang Yan, I don't mind you being a eunuch, as long as you love me."

Xiao Yanzi's original name was Jiang Yan. He used to be the son of a wealthy merchant family. However, everything changed overnight and his identity changed drastically.

Jiang Yan sighed slightly, "How could I not like my sister?"

He closed the door and hugged Fuling back.

The two of them opened their hearts to each other.

When the ladies and concubines in the Old Summer Palace heard that the emperor had favored a palace maid in the Old Summer Palace and conferred upon her the title of noble lady, they felt very unhappy.

Especially Concubine Hua and Zhen Huan.

After all, Zhen Huan was in love with the emperor, but the sudden appearance of Concubine Yu shattered the illusion of her and the emperor's loving marriage.

The emperor is not her husband, but His Majesty who owns three palaces and six courtyards.

She felt depressed for a moment.

Concubine Hua was an expert at being jealous, and there was a crackling sound of porcelain breaking in her palace.

"Bitch! All of you are trying to seduce the emperor. You are such shameless bitches!"

She was so angry that her chest rose and fell and the hairpin on her head swung along with it.

"Zhou Ninghai, go! Find out for me what kind of fairy-like person has bewitched the emperor!"

"Yes." Zhou Ninghai hurried down with a limp, and Songzhi handed him a glass of honey water.

"Don't be angry, Your Majesty. It's just that the Emperor loves and values ​​you the most. The one who should be more anxious now is Concubine Wan, not us."

Hua Fei felt much more relieved after being persuaded by Song Zhi.

Yixiu remained calm in the face of the emergency. After all, it was just one more woman. The palace lacked everything except women.

As long as the emperor has my sister in his heart, I will always be invincible.

And when she saw Fuling coming to pay her respects, she couldn't help but be stunned. This Concubine Yu was extremely beautiful, with a beautiful face and fairy-like appearance. She deserved the praise that the Eight Banners of Manchu and Mongolia did not give her half as much as Concubine Hua.

Yixiu's eyes darkened and she nodded slightly, then she saw Jianqiu take out a string of beads.

"Sister, please stand up. I am so happy to see you. This is a red jade necklace sent as tribute from a foreign country, so I am giving it to you."

Yixiu smiled sincerely, and when she saw Fuling taking it and putting it around her neck, her smile became even more genuine.

"This bead smells so good, it's worthy of being a tribute from a foreign country. Thank you, Queen, for the gift. I will keep it with me every day."

Fuling followed Yixiu's words and said, wasn't it because she was afraid of her beauty and feared that she would be pregnant, and occupy a place in Yinzhen's heart?

Anyway, these red musk beads can't hurt me.

Yixiu sent Fuling away on the pretext of being tired. Jianqiu smiled, with some contempt in her eyes, "Look at how happy she is, Madam. She is so short-sighted."

Yixiu put her hands in the basin and washed them again and again, as if to wash away the remaining smell completely.

"She was born as a maid in the Old Summer Palace. What knowledge can she have?"

Her bet was that Fuling was a palace maid before and couldn't tell the difference between musk and musk. So, when she heard that it was a tribute from a foreign country, she happily put it on.

If it were someone else, she wouldn't use such a simple method.

When Yinzhen came to Chengjing Hall, he saw Fuling wearing a thin summer shirt, leaning softly on a plain brocade pillow with a nuanhe pattern.

She held a silk fan in her slender white hands and waved it gently. The bright green gauze curtain was tied up high and hung on a copper hook in the corner.

The windows were bright and clean, and the sunlight made her skin glow.

The plain clothes and white neck made the red bead necklace hanging around her neck look even more red, as if it was filled with blood.

Yinzhen sat on the edge of the couch, put one hand around Fuling's waist and the other hand on the pearl necklace.

He lowered his head and sniffed, "Did you use perfume?"

Fuling blushed slightly, "I don't have any, it's just that this bead has its own fragrance."

Yinzhen was stunned, feeling that the fragrance was familiar, as if he had smelled it somewhere before.

Then, his eyes turned cold, and he stretched out his hand to pull the bead chain down. He pulled it with such force that the chain broke directly, and the beads rolled everywhere.

A red mark was left on Fuling's white neck, and tears flashed in her eyes.

"Where did this necklace come from?" Yinzhen's words were cold.

"The Empress gave it to me when I went to pay my respects to the Empress, and asked me to wear it every day." Fuling's voice was soft and choked with sobs.

"Your Majesty, please don't be angry. I know I am not worthy of this foreign tribute and I will not accept it in the future."

Yinzhen looked at the pitiful appearance of the person in front of him and retracted his arrogance.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You are my concubine, so what can't you match? It's just that the color of this pearl necklace is too vulgar, it doesn't suit you."

He turned to Su Peisheng and ordered, "Go and get the jade necklace I got a few days ago."

Su Peisheng was shocked. Isn't this the gift that the emperor prepared to give to Concubine Wan?

Yinzhen looked at Su Peisheng in a daze with displeasure, and Su Peisheng finally reacted and hurriedly retreated.

Yinzhen looked at the red mark on Fuling's neck, and there was some lust in his eyes. "Does it hurt?"

Fuling looked at Yinzhen cautiously, then nodded. Yinzhen then asked someone to bring in the ointment and applied it himself.

Feeling the delicate warmth in his hands and pressing gently, Fuling trembled slightly. Yinzhen couldn't help but react, pressing her under him and bullying her severely.

When Su Peisheng brought the jade necklace, he immediately put it on Fuling. The dazzling green and the fair skin complemented each other, and the red mark on the neck was mixed in between.

It is truly a breathtakingly beautiful picture.

As soon as Yinzhen left, Jiang Yan came in with the ointment.

He looked at the wound on Fuling's neck, and felt as if a piece of his heart was being pulled. "Sister, bear with it, it won't hurt after a while."

He dug a large piece of plaster with his slender knuckles, applied it lightly and pressed it heavily. By tomorrow, the wound would be healed.

Seeing the pain in Jiang Yan's eyes, Fuling no longer felt the pain in her neck. "It doesn't hurt, Ah Yan."

She smiled childishly, "Why does Ah Yan look more hurt than me? It's obviously me who was hurt."

Jiang Yan lowered his head and kissed the hem of Fuling's skirt. He said in a deep voice, "I will try my best not to let anyone bully my sister."

"Believe me."

Fuling bent down, took Jiang Yan into her arms from behind, and wrapped her arms tightly around his waist.

"I believe you, Ah Yan."

After leaving Chengjing Hall, Yinzhen went straight to the queen's inner palace.

Yixiu was surprised and said, "Your Majesty."

But Yinzhen did not step forward to help Yixiu up as usual, "Stand up."

Yixiu was feeling uneasy, but when she stood up, Yinzhen hit her in the face with a red musk bead.

Those were collected grain by grain from the floor of Chengjing Hall by Yinzhen's order.

"The queen is so virtuous." Yinzhen's cold words made Yixiu panic, but she quickly reacted and looked confused, "What's going on?"

Damn it, the emperor is so concerned about that woman now? She is just a palace maid, how can she be worthy of it!

Yinzhen's face became even colder, and it seemed as if there were knives stabbing at Yixiu in his eyes.

"This scent is really too strong. She wears it every day, so it's good that no one else notices it. But if Concubine Hua smells a scent similar to Huan Yi Xiang, how will it end?"

Yixiu breathed a sigh of relief, luckily it was because of Concubine Hua.

Huan Yi Xiang was prepared by Yinzhen himself and the imperial physician. The musk scent in the red musk beads was very strong. After he realized what was going on, the first thing he thought of was Concubine Hua's Huan Yi Xiang.

It's not that he can't tolerate the queen having her own little thoughts, but if everything goes to waste because of her little thoughts, he would regret it to death.

Yixiu's face turned red after being scolded by Yinzhen, but she still said stubbornly, "I don't know."

Yinzhen was too lazy to waste time talking to her, "I hope the Queen will use her brain before acting."

Then he walked out with his hands behind his back, and the slightly plump figure disappeared from Yixiu's sight.