Story of Yanxi Palace: Fu Ying's banner will never fall

In the Forbidden City.

The emperor finished dealing with the pile of government affairs in the imperial study and rubbed his brows tiredly. Thinking of Chen Bi's beautiful face, he decided to go to Changchun Palace to pick her up.

At this time, Changchun Palace was quiet and peaceful. Mingyu was patiently teaching Chenbi how to walk, and her serious look seemed like she was carving a precious work of art.

Chen Bi bowed politely and said, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you." Her voice was clear and pleasant, like the sound of a yellow oriole singing in a valley.

The emperor was slightly stunned, stretched out his hand to help Chen Bi up, and shook his head, "This Wei Yingluo is really capable. You could never learn it well in normal times, but now she is doing so well." There was a bit of surprise and approval in his eyes.

However, Chen Bi was completely different from her usual behavior of acting like a spoiled child and coaxing the emperor. She just smiled gently, and that smile seemed to contain thousands of words.

The emperor felt the difference, but didn't know what was going on. He asked Mingyu in a cold tone, "Mingyu, where is the queen?" There was a barely perceptible hint of eagerness in his eyes.

"In reply to the emperor, the queen went to the prince's residence as usual."

Mingyu replied respectfully, but she was cursing the emperor in her heart, "A man who forgets his loyalty for the sake of beauty, he forgot all about the Empress, the Second Prince and the Third Princess when he saw Shunpin." But she still kept a respectful expression on her face.

"Yeah." The emperor nodded, looked at Mingyu thoughtfully, and left with Chenbi.

Unexpectedly, at night, the emperor went to Changchun Palace again.

Everyone was surprised, especially Empress Fucha, who was taking a nap in her bedroom and got up in a hurry when she heard the news of the emperor's arrival.

She couldn't help but ask, "Your Majesty, why are you here?" There was a hint of surprise and confusion in her voice.

The emperor patted the queen's hand and said gently, "Rongyin, I miss you." His eyes were full of tenderness.

Mingyu felt very strange, what was wrong with the emperor today? But it must be Yingluo's credit, after teaching Shunpin a lesson today, she immediately became more well-behaved and sensible.

Qingyun was also pondering in the corner, because the first time she saw Chenbi, she found that her life was extremely miserable, but today she seemed to be turning around, it seemed that she had to continue to improve her face reading skills.

As the night turns to dawn, everything is quiet, with only the faint morning light shining into the room through the window.

The person was gone and the pillow was empty. Empress Fucha woke up slowly, reached out her hand lazily to feel around, but found that there was no one beside her.

The quilt had already turned cold, as if hinting at the departure of the person next to her. Her heart suddenly sank, as if hit by something heavy.

"Empress, you're awake!" Mingyu walked in softly, holding the basin of water carefully, afraid to disturb the Queen's meditation.

Her voice was as gentle as the breeze, but it could not calm the turmoil in the queen's heart.

"It's still different after all..." Empress Fucha looked up at the ceiling with empty and confused eyes, muttering to herself.

She thought of the good old days when the emperor would always wait patiently for her to wake up, and then they would get up together and spend every morning together.

They enjoyed breakfast together, chatting and laughing, full of warmth and love.

But now, all this has become a thing of the past.

Mingyu heard the queen's murmur and suddenly stopped twisting the towel in her hand. After a moment of silence, she slowly said:

"The emperor...went to Baoyue Tower." Her voice was low and suppressed.

"...Is that so?" A sense of loss welled up in Empress Fucha's heart, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

She didn't say anything else, but just stared at the ceiling quietly, her eyes revealing endless sadness and desolation.

Mingyu felt a pang in her heart when she saw her like this, "Empress, don't be sad. The Emperor is just interested in you temporarily, and you will always be his most beloved wife." She tried to comfort the Queen with a hint of urgency in her voice.

Empress Fucha smiled slightly, but she was thinking in her heart, 'What would it be like if I could be a spoiled concubine who does whatever she wants instead of being the queen who rules the country? ' But she also knew that this was just her fantasy.

As soon as she put on her clothes, Zhang Jianyi came running in: "Empress, the Emperor invites you to have breakfast with him at Baoyue Tower."

Baoyue Tower is built by the water. From a distance, it looks like a beautiful star in the moon.

There were also tents of the Holan tribe and a mosque built opposite the building. When Shunpin saw them from upstairs, she felt as if she saw the scenery of her hometown, and her face was full of joy.

When I entered the building, I found that the emperor's favor to Shunpin was more than that.

The building was magnificent and dazzling, and the palace servants serving were all dressed like members of the Holan tribe, which was very unique.

Even the dishes on the table were all pilaf, grilled lamb chops and other Holan dishes with a strong sandalwood flavor, which was completely different from the emperor's usual taste, but he enjoyed the meal very much.

...Or in other words, as long as Shunpin is happy, he feels happy.

Empress Fucha stood aside for a long time before the emperor noticed her and said with a smile, "Rongyin, you're here?" There was a hint of casualness in his voice.

Chen Bi stood up and saluted gently, "I pay my respects to Her Majesty the Queen." Her movements were graceful and elegant.

The emperor immediately helped Chen Bi to sit down and said, "We are a family having a meal, no need to be polite." His eyes remained on Chen Bi.

Empress Fucha smiled and sat down next to Chen Bi. Her smile was a little reluctant.

"Rong Yin, how did Wei Yingluo teach Chen Bi yesterday? Why did she seem like a different person yesterday?" The emperor asked casually, but he already had doubts in his heart.

Chen Bi rushed to reply, she smiled and said, "Your Majesty, Madam Fucha only taught me some palace rules, I thought they made a lot of sense, so I did it this way." There was a hint of cunning in her eyes.

"Oh? Just that?" The emperor said in a flat tone, clearly not believing it.

"Also, actually, I was a little tired from studying, so I let Your Majesty go last night~" Chen Bi held the emperor's hand like a coquettish kitten, and her coquettish look was irresistible.

The emperor was very pleased with this and let it go.

Chen Bi thought to himself, this emperor is really hard to fool, he is much smarter than those idiots in the Holan tribe.

Empress Fucha ate in silence and seldom spoke. Her mind had long since drifted away, recalling the sweet times she had with the emperor.

In this way, the three of them finished their breakfast with different thoughts.

Chen Bi looked at the gentle Empress Fucha and remembered Wei Yingluo's warning.

She knew clearly that Empress Fucha was the most important person in Wei Yingluo's heart. If A-Xia was really in her hands, she must have a trump card.

And this Empress Fucha seemed to be the trump card that he could win...

Chen Bi, who has seen the hearts of people in the world since childhood, never trusts anyone but himself.

She was secretly calculating in her mind how to take advantage of this complicated situation to gain the greatest benefit for herself and A-Sha.