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

"That's not the case. Well, it seems that nothing can be hidden from you. I am actually proficient in face reading. I can tell a person's general character and some of his fate from his face. The reason why I followed you is, on the one hand, because you are completely different from the people I have met before. I can only see kindness and revenge from your face, but everything else is a mystery. I have no idea about your fate."

"Your statement is a bit strange." Yingluo curled her lips. She never believed in these gods and ghosts, but if there were no such things, why would she start over? But in fact, she wanted to hear her continue.

"No, Yingluo, you believe me. On the other hand, I can see the shadow of my brother in your destiny. I feel that you and him have a deep connection both in the future and in the present, but I can't see it clearly, so I was wondering if you were going to see my brother last night, so I followed you all the time. It's for this reason that I've been pestering you these days." Qingyun said anxiously.

"In that case, then tell me what was the fate of the guard I met last night?" Wei Yingluo actually already believed Qingyun. Although she did not have the physiognomy skills like her, she had met countless people in her lifetime and half of her life, and she had quite a bit of experience in judging people.

To see whether a person is kind, just stare into his eyes. His eyes and expression will tell you everything.

"I just took a look from a distance. That guard will surely become a general fighting on the battlefield in the future. He will also enter the Grand Council and be trusted by the emperor." Qingyun said confidently.

Wei Yingluo fell into deep thought. Qingyun knew Fu Heng, understood him, knew that he was trusted by the emperor, and expected to go to the battlefield and make achievements in the future. But she could also conclude that he would enter the Military Affairs Office in the future. It seemed that she was really capable. If she could recruit a genius like her, she might be able to better protect the queen in the future.

"It sounds quite true. You are simply a little charlatan!" Wei Yingluo scratched Qingyun's nose, but still did not dare to reveal her understanding of Fu Heng. Her evasive answer made Qingyun feel at ease.

"Yingluo~Are you willing to believe me? That's great!" Qingyun smiled happily, looking lively and cute.

"I'll just trust you for now. So, can I learn this trick of yours?"

"This is our family's unique skill. It requires talent. There may be more than a hundred people in a generation, but only a single digit of them can learn it." Qingyun smiled embarrassedly.

"Okay, okay, then you have to protect me from now on."

"Of course, we are good friends. I told you such a big secret! I also wanted to ask you to help me find my brother."

"I don't know your brother, and even if I do, I'm not sure. What's your brother's name?" Wei Yingluo asked curiously.

"My brother's name is Li Qingfeng, but he might have changed his name after entering the palace. I'm not sure. Anyway, I'll follow you and I'll definitely find him!"

"Okay, I'll keep an eye out for you in the future." Yingluo agreed readily.

"Thank you, Yingluo. You seem to have a lot of secrets, but don't worry, I won't ask. I don't want to bear too much like you." Qingyun stuck out her tongue. In fact, she could also feel that Wei Yingluo definitely didn't want to tell her her real purpose. It would be better for her to just ignore it and worry about it.

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Before she knew it, half a month had passed since she entered the palace. During this period, Wei Yingluo would pester her sister whenever she had free time, or bring some delicious cakes to Nanny Zhang, or chat with Qingyun.

Although she has always been thinking about the Empress, it is not her turn to go to Changchun Palace to work in the embroidery workshop yet, so she can only inquire patiently. She heard that the Second Prince Yonglian is already able to compose poetry, with amazing talent. The Emperor still loves the Empress very much, and Concubine Chun is as close to the Empress as a sister. At this time, the Empress must be very happy too.

"Yingluo, you and Xueliu go to Concubine Yu and give her some winter clothes. Come back quickly." Nanny Zhang handed the clothes to Yingluo and Xueliu.

"Yes, Madam Zhang." They both said in unison.

After that, the two of them walked towards Concubine Yu together. Who knew that when they passed by the Imperial Garden, they saw a large group of palace maids rushing to one place.

"I heard that Guard Fucha is in the northwest corner, let's go check it out."

"Yingluo, I heard that Guard Fucha has an elegant and handsome face, is the Empress's brother, has a noble status, and is a man of both civil and military talents. If you can win his favor, you'll be able to rise to the top! Do you want to go?" Xueliu said excitedly, wishing she could rush over right away.

"I won't go over there. You go, I'll hold it for you. You can come back soon. Nanny Zhang asked us to go quickly and come back quickly." Wei Yingluo never expected that such a thing would happen again. This time she was not willing to stop Xue Liu again, lest she would attract Fu Heng's attention for saying that Fu Heng was "a pig-brained man with no shame".

"Thank you so much, Yingluo. I will definitely not delay and will be back soon." Before he finished speaking, he had already run more than ten meters.

Wei Yingluo shook her head and muttered, "I don't know what's so good about it, it's just average." But in fact, in her heart and mind, all she could see was Fu Heng smiling at her. "Oh, really, don't think about it!" Wei Yingluo warned herself in her heart.

But because of this moment of distraction, he bumped head-on into Fu Heng who was walking towards him quickly.

"Oh, who are you? Why don't you look where you're walking?" Wei Yingluo said irritably.

"My girl, you didn't look at the road and just kept walking forward, so you bumped into me. Well, I'll apologize to you, is that okay?" Fu Heng said unhappily, because he was distracted by the chattering of the palace maids and turned to flee. He didn't expect there was another palace maid here, and thought it was intentional, so he bowed as an apology and wanted to leave.

But when he bowed, he found that this was the maid from the embroidery workshop that he had seen at the gate of Changchun Palace before. "It's you. We meet again." Unconsciously, Fu Heng's voice became very gentle again, and even he himself couldn't figure out why it was like this.

"I'm sorry, Lord Fu Heng, it's Yingluo who offended you. I still have to deliver winter clothes, so I'll take my leave now." Wei Yingluo didn't expect that it was Fu Heng, the man she had been thinking about all the time. Her face turned red and she was in a hurry to leave.

"Hey, your name is Yingluo, it sounds nice." However, Fu Heng remained where he was, with no intention of leaving.

"Yes, Master Fu Heng, my name is Wei Yingluo." Wei Yingluo said respectfully.