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

In the evening, the sunset glow in the sky is like gorgeous brocade, dyeing the entire capital city like a dream.

The sunset was like an overturned palette, with red, orange and purple intertwined together, giving the ancient capital a mysterious and charming coat.

The breeze blows gently, bringing a hint of coolness.

Wei Yingluo and Fu Heng returned to Fucha Mansion.

The lanterns in front of the mansion gate swayed gently in the wind, as if welcoming the owner's return.

Fu Heng turned and went to the study to talk to Fu Cha Li Rongbao and told him that his sister was fine.

His figure gradually walked away in the corridor, the corners of his clothes were blown up by the wind, revealing a bit of urgency.

Wei Yingluo walked briskly back to her room.

In the gardens along the way, the flowers looked particularly beautiful under the reflection of the sunset, emitting bursts of fragrance.

However, before she entered the room, she saw Qinglian kneeling at the door of the room.

The figure looked somewhat thin and helpless in the afterglow of the setting sun.

"What are you doing?"

Wei Yingluo held her forehead, feeling a headache and frowning slightly.

There was a hint of helplessness in her voice.

"I want to thank Young Madam for helping me resolve my obsession, but I don't know how to express it."

Qinglian's voice was hesitant and she didn't dare to raise her head.

Her face was hidden in shadow, and her expression could not be seen clearly.

Wei Yingluo walked forward and helped Qinglian up. Looking at her pretty face, she sighed softly and said gently:

"Are you stupid? Get up."

Qinglian stood up slowly, his legs and feet were weak and his body swayed a few times. It was obvious that he had been kneeling for a long time.

There was a little dust on the hem of her skirt.

Wei Yingluo said softly, "I can see that you admire Fu Heng. If he likes you too, then I can make the decision and marry you."

Wei Yingluo knew clearly that Fu Heng would never take a concubine.

She said this just to throw out a bait, her purpose was to test Qinglian's character.

"No no no!"

Qinglian was about to kneel down again, his face full of fear.

"I dare not have any desire for the young master. I only want to repay the young mistress for the rest of my life."

Her eyes were full of sincerity, without a trace of hypocrisy.

At this time, a leaf fell from the tree and landed on Qinglian's shoulder.

Wei Yingluo breathed a sigh of relief and a relieved smile appeared on her face. This made the situation much easier.

She smiled and said, "You don't have to repay me. Er Qing and I have a grudge. You can do whatever you want for the rest of your life. Just ask me. I will help you as much as possible."

"really?"

Qinglian was a little timid, and there was a hint of expectation in her eyes, as if she was still a little afraid that this was just an illusion.

Her eyes flickered like the stars in the night sky.

Wei Yingluo looked into Qinglian's eyes seriously and said to her firmly:

"Of course it's true. You are also a person with a miserable life. You must live well in this life and live well for yourself."

When Qinglian heard this, she became more certain of her guess that the young lady was also a reborn person...

The two of them kept a tacit understanding and neither of them exposed the other.

"I understand, Madam, I want to open a restaurant."

Qinglian smiled, hope glittering in her eyes.

"My grandfather opened a restaurant in the east of the city, but my father was a gambler, so he lost all our family money..."

There was a hint of reminiscence and sadness in her voice.

Wei Yingluo smiled broadly, her eyes full of encouragement:

"Great, we also happen to want to open a restaurant, you and Bai Zhi can be partners together, she will be the chef and you will be in charge of the accounts."

Qinglian nodded vigorously, tears flowing uncontrollably, tears of joy and gratitude.

At night, the moonlight was like water, coldly sprinkling on the mass grave outside the Forbidden City.

It was quiet all around, with only the occasional cry of an owl, which made people feel creepy.

Two eunuchs carried a roll of straw mat and walked laboriously to the mass grave.

Their footsteps were particularly clear in the open wilderness, and when they reached their destination, they casually threw them on the ground.

Liu Baizhi waited for another half an hour and looked around carefully.

After making sure that there was really no one there, he carefully entered the mass grave with two guards.

Their figures seemed particularly small in the moonlight.

Together they lifted the roll of straw mat onto the carriage.

In the carriage, there was a little boy looking at his cold mother and couldn't help crying.

His crying sounded particularly miserable in the silent night.

"Shh, keep your voice down!"

Liu Baizhi quickly made a hushing gesture, looking nervous.

"If you keep crying, your mother won't wake up."

A-Xia quickly lowered her voice and nodded obediently, her eyes full of fear and helplessness.

After being together for a long time, Axia can already understand most Chinese.

So, when Liu Baizhi talked with others about the Saint being in the palace and unable to be rescued, Axia understood.

So, he desperately wanted to run to the palace to save his mother.

Fortunately, before the guard could chop down, the secret guards of Fucha Mansion had arrived.

Liu Baizhi was quick-witted and used a stone to knock away the guard's knife, successfully rescuing Axia.

Chen Bi just saw the guard chopping down the sword and believed it to be true.

Afterwards, Wei Yingluo hurried back to Fucha Mansion to get the fake death medicine, and then rushed to the palace.

Because she seemed to see a figure like Chen Bi on the city wall, and was afraid that she would act rashly.

Fortunately, everything, although completely different from the plan, still went smoothly.

Liu Baizhi and the secret guards sent Axia and the awakened Chen Bi away from the capital.

Chen Bi held her child in her arms and asked with a smile on her face:

"Miss Baizhi, can you scratch my face?"

It looked like he was talking about a trivial matter.

"why?"

Liu Baizhi was full of surprise and felt that she couldn't do it, so she refused to agree.

Chen Bi shook his head and asked A Xia to go and play with the secret guards.

Then, he shaved his face with a hairpin without hesitation...