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

Zhen Er replied aggrievedly, "To answer your Majesty, that is not the case. Concubine Gao seems to be particularly fond of the Fourth Prince. According to my observation, the Fourth Prince's expenses have actually increased a bit."

There was a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction in Zhen'er's words. She was puzzled by Concubine Gao's favoritism and even more dissatisfied with her revenge.

In her heart, she felt indignant for Concubine Xian. It was not her master who planned to make her the Fourth Prince's adoptive mother. All this was just the Emperor's will. Why did Concubine Gao want to cause trouble for her own master? This was really unfair!

Hearing that there was no problem with the Fourth Prince's expenses, Concubine Xian's smile reappeared on her face and she spoke in a calm tone.

"That's good, as long as it doesn't have any impact on Yongcheng. After all, Concubine Gao still has some genuine feelings for Yongcheng. When we are free, we can take Yongcheng to visit her."

"My lady! You are so kind."

Zhen'er felt both aggrieved and anxious about her master's non-confrontational character. She was afraid that she would suffer losses because of it, so she spoke anxiously.

"Okay, go and see how the pumpkin porridge cooked for Yongcheng is doing, and remember to bring it over while it's hot." Empress Xian both loves and is helpless about Zhen'er's outspoken personality.

At this moment, in Changchun Palace, Mingyu was staring closely at the sachet embroidered by Wei Yingluo. Wei Yingluo realized that she was being stared at by Mingyu, and suddenly she felt uncomfortable all over.

"Mingyu, have you finished your work?" Wei Yingluo asked suspiciously.

"Not yet, but I can wait for you!" Mingyu's voice was clear and pleasant, just like a yellow oriole.

Wei Yingluo tapped her forehead gently and said helplessly, "What are you waiting for me for? Mingyu, how can I concentrate on embroidering when you stare at me like this?"

"Oh, Yingluo, look at your hands, they are so dexterous! Those embroidery threads seem to have spirituality and obey your commands. In the blink of an eye, such exquisite patterns are embroidered. I am fascinated by it." Mingyu's eyes showed envy.

"If you are willing to study hard, you will definitely be able to do it!" Wei Yingluo encouraged.

"Hmph, I don't believe it! Yingluo, finish your embroidery quickly, and I'll go to the guard office for you!" Mingyu's tone was very urgent.

Ever since Wei Yingluo promised him last time that she would express her feelings to Fu Cha Guard, he had been looking forward to that day every day for some reason, as if someone was waiting for him at the guard's place.

Wei Yingluo said helplessly, "Okay, okay, I'll finish the embroidery soon."

She pondered in her heart, and couldn't understand why Mingyu was so anxious, even more eager to give the sachet away than she was.

Could it be that all this is because the fate between Mingyu and Hailancha has come to an end? Thinking of this, Wei Yingluo couldn't help but laugh secretly.

"Okay, the embroidery is finally finished! Miss Mingyu, go quickly, I hope you can find your ideal husband soon!" Wei Yingluo watched Mingyu hurriedly pick up the sachet and turn around to leave Changchun Palace, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Humph, it's obvious that you are about to get a good husband! When your wedding is about to happen, don't forget to thank me!" Mingyu turned around, stuck out her tongue at Wei Yingluo mischievously, then quickened her pace and walked towards the guards.

Less than half an hour after Mingyu left Changchun Palace, Fuheng arrived at the palace to pay his respects to the Queen.

In fact, the real purpose of his visit this time was to find Wei Yingluo and tell her about her sister.

So, Fu Heng hurriedly walked to the side to look for Wei Yingluo, only to see her concentrating on stewing medicinal food for the Queen. Seeing this, Fu Heng raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a gentle smile, and called softly, "Yingluo."

Wei Yingluo turned around, with a gentle smile on her beautiful face. She said softly, "Guard Fucha, why did you suddenly come here to look for me today?"

She wondered in her heart, did Mingyu not meet Fu Heng when she went to the guards' office just now? Or, did Fu Heng already accept the sachet she gave him and rush to find her?

However, she was not fully prepared. If Fu Heng revealed his feelings to her at this moment, how would she respond?

Even Wei Yingluo, who was always free and easy, couldn't help but blush at this moment, and was completely immersed in thought.

"Yingluo???" Fu Heng couldn't help but call out when he saw Wei Yingluo suddenly standing there in a daze.

From his perspective, Wei Yingluo looked like a wooden sculpture or clay figure, motionless.

He asked with concern: "I just mentioned that the prince entered the palace today. What happened to you? Are you feeling unwell?"

After he finished speaking, he stretched out his hand without hesitation and gently touched the warmth of Wei Yingluo's forehead with the back of his hand.

Wei Yingluo finally came to her senses, as if awakened from a dream. She suddenly reached out and grabbed Fu Heng's arm, and asked excitedly: "Ah? Why did the Prince of He enter the palace again? Fu Heng, tell me what happened!"

"Yingluo, don't worry. The prince just met another maid from the embroidery workshop. However, I have never seen her before. I guess she is the maid who is responsible for delivering the dragon robe to the Yangxin Palace."

Fu Heng explained to Wei Yingluo carefully, fearing that she would feel anxious about it.

However, as soon as he said this, Fu Heng realized how close they were at the moment - Wei Yingluo's hand was tightly holding his arm.

He couldn't help but cough lightly, with a barely perceptible shyness on his face, and said softly: "Yingluo, this... seems a little inappropriate."

Wei Yingluo came to her senses at this moment, and immediately understood Fu Heng's "little plan" - it turned out that he was "fighting back" for her teasing of him last time!

So, she deliberately frowned, widened her eyes, and stared at Fu Heng in an angry manner, saying coquettishly: "I won't let go! Fu Cha Fu Heng, do you want to draw a clear line between you and me just because you took my sachet?"

After saying that, he secretly increased the strength in his hand a little more, still holding Fu Heng's arm tightly.

However, after all, this was the heavily guarded Forbidden City, and Wei Yingluo did not dare to be too presumptuous.

As she looked at Fu Heng, who was standing in a daze and not saying a word, her anger grew stronger; but she reluctantly let go of her hand and threw Fu Heng's arm aside.

However, when Fu Heng heard the word "scented sachet", he was slightly startled. Because scented sachets are usually regarded as a symbol of love between men and women, he never expected that Wei Yingluo would be willing to give him a scented sachet.

But he suddenly realized that he didn't seem to have received the sachet from Wei Yingluo...

Then, he suddenly realized: Ah! It turns out that the sachet Mingyu just handed him was given by Wei Yingluo!

How to explain this...