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

When Chen Bi saw the emperor, his expression changed instantly.

Her delicate appearance was like a flower that bloomed in an instant. She immediately revealed a tender and affectionate look, and spoke in a voice as gentle as the cry of an oriole:

"Your Majesty, please save me, I am in so much pain..."

At this time, the hall was filled with a tense atmosphere, and the green smoke rising from the incense burner seemed to be frozen in the air by this tense atmosphere.

Mingyu immediately knelt down, her forehead pressed against the ground, and spoke anxiously:

"Your Majesty! I am willing to guarantee with my life that it was Concubine Shun who stabbed herself! She wanted to frame the Empress!"

Mingyu's voice echoed in the empty palace, with determination and loyalty.

The emperor shouted angrily, his voice exploding like thunder in the palace: "Shut up!"

This roar seemed to make the entire palace tremble, and the curtains on the side seemed to be shaken by this anger.

The emperor was furious, but he did not, as everyone expected, anxiously pick up Chen Bi, whose chest was bleeding.

Instead, he looked at Empress Fucha tenderly and concernedly, his eyes full of worry, as if the Empress was the only one in the world who could move his heart:

"Rong Yin, are you okay?"

Empress Fucha was slightly startled, then nodded, suppressing her panic and said:

"I am fine. Please call the imperial physician for Shunpin."

Although her voice was calm, her slightly trembling hands revealed her inner nervousness.

"No need."

The emperor had a cold expression, and his icy tone seemed to freeze the air around him.

At this moment, the sunlight outside the window was gradually obscured by dark clouds, and the light inside the hall also dimmed.

The emperor looked down at Chen Bi and suddenly smiled.

That smile was so strange, revealing an elusive meaning.

Chen Bi couldn't help but feel a chill on his back, as if a cold snake was crawling up his spine.

"Li Yu."

The emperor's face was gloomy and his tone was as cold as the winter wind.

"Bring the box that Hailancha sent over eight hundred miles in a hurry."

"Yes!" Li Yu did not dare to neglect and immediately turned around and left.

His footsteps echoed in the silent palace corridor, sounding particularly clear.

Soon, Li Yu returned to the hall holding a dusty wooden box.

This wooden box looks plain and simple, but it seems to carry a heavy secret.

The emperor immediately ordered: "Open it."

Li Yu opened the box carefully.

There were only some items placed inside.

There was a set of old clothes belonging to a Holan child. Although the embroidery on the clothes was exquisite, it looked a little worn.

A silver collar still flickered faintly in the dim light.

As well as small toys such as wooden horses and wooden swords, their edges have been polished smooth by time.

These things seemed ordinary, but when Chen Bi saw them, his face turned pale instantly.

His originally pale face was now even more bloodless, and his eyes were filled with fear and despair, as if he had seen the most terrifying nightmare.

The emperor spoke coldly, his voice echoing in the empty hall:

"Rongyin, this is the reason why Shunpin framed you at all costs."

Empress Fucha was shocked and asked in a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty, what is this?"

Her eyes moved between the emperor and Chen Bi, her heart filled with confusion and uneasiness.

"I heard that Wei Yingluo asked Hailancha to go to the Huolan tribe to investigate Chen Bi's past. So I had people intercept Hailancha's letters and belongings. Although they tried hard to cover it up, I still found some clues!"

The emperor's voice became increasingly deeper, carrying a hint of unquestionable majesty.

His eyes were like torches, staring straight at Chen Bi, as if he wanted to see through her thoughts.

It turned out that the box that Hailancha sent urgently over a distance of 800 miles was originally intended for Fucha Mansion as a token of trust from Wei Yingluo to Chen Bi.

But unexpectedly, he was kidnapped by the emperor.

With every extra word he spoke, the expression on Chen Bi's face became colder, as if her heart was gradually falling into an ice cellar with these words.

Outside the window, it started to drizzle at some point, and the raindrops hit the window lattice, making a crisp sound.

Wait until he finishes talking about Chen Bi's past.

Chen Bi is no longer the innocent girl she once was.

Instead, she turned into a cold, heartless and unapproachable woman.

Perhaps this cold and cruel image now is what she truly looks like as the Holy Maiden of the Holan tribe.

Her eyes became as cold as an ice cave, making people dare not look directly at her.

Chen Bi's voice was so cold that it seemed to freeze the air around him:

"Why would you doubt me based on just some insignificant old things?"

The emperor answered without hesitation:

"Fucha Rongyin would never hurt others because of a momentary anger."

This sentence shows that from the very beginning, the emperor stood firmly on the side of Empress Fucha.

His trust in the Queen had never wavered.

He didn't believe that the queen would stab Shen Bi with scissors, nor did he believe the false words that Shen Bi said.

There is probably only one reason for such obvious partiality...

A warm feeling surged in Empress Fucha's heart, and she looked at the emperor.

At that moment, time seemed to stop, and there were only the two of them left in the world.

Their eyes met, and they only saw each other.

The rain outside the window gradually stopped, and a ray of sunlight shone into the hall through the clouds.

Chen Bi sneered, and that laugh was full of ridicule and unwillingness.

The laughter seemed particularly abrupt in the silent hall, as if it was going to break through the depressing atmosphere.

Empress Fucha came back to her senses, looked at her with a compassionate tone, and her eyes were full of confusion:

"Chen Bi, you've been married and had children, why do you want to enter the palace?"

"Yes."

Chen Bi gathered her hair and stroked it gently, as if she was reminiscing about the past.

At this moment, the candlelight in the hall flickered gently, illuminating her pale face.

"I gave birth to a child, but I was still sent to the palace. Just to satisfy your emperor's lust, I had to be separated from my child."

Her eyes revealed a hint of helplessness and sadness, but more of it was resentment towards everyone.

"So I want you and your spouse to be separated and perish forever!"

Chen Bi's voice became low and firm, full of resentment and determination.

There was a spark of revenge in her eyes, which made people feel cold.

"You're crazy."

Empress Fucha murmured, her eyes revealing fear and shock.

She seemed to have only seen the same madness in one person, and that was Er Qing.

"Yes, I am a madman. As a madman, I can't go on the road alone!"

Chen Bi suddenly raised his hand and pulled out a long hairpin from his hair.

The hairpin was shining coldly, and she had sharpened it into a sharp weapon.

She held the long hairpin tightly, with a fierce light flashing in her eyes.

He crouched down and rushed towards the emperor, as fast as an arrow shot from a bow.

"Be careful, Your Majesty!"

Empress Fucha rushed towards the emperor without hesitation and stood in front of him.