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

It was just that Fucha Fuheng mistakenly thought it was the sachet embroidered by Mingyu herself...

So he gave it to Hailancha who was "eyeing" him without hesitation.

Worried that Wei Yingluo might misunderstand him, Fu Heng rushed to Changchun Palace and wanted to explain everything to her, but he had completely forgotten about it.

He stared at Wei Yingluo, but she refused to even turn her head to look at him, and he instantly became flustered.

So he reached out and gently tugged at Wei Yingluo's sleeve.

"I'm sorry, Yingluo. When Mingyu gave me the sachet just now... I thought she embroidered it, so I gave it to Hailancha."

Wei Yingluo already understood everything in her heart and was very happy that Mingyu could meet Hailancha again.

However, she still wanted to play a trick on Fu Heng.

So Wei Yingluo turned her head, smiled secretly, and said proudly.

"Guard Fucha, if you don't want it, just say so. It's not! proper! for you to pull my sleeve like this!"

"Yingluo, I was wrong. I will go to Hailancha and get the sachet back now!"

Fu Heng silently put down his hand, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, Fu Heng, are you stupid? The sachet is just a gift. What's more important is my heart." Wei Yingluo called Fu Heng softly.

Fu Cha Fu Heng then realized that Ying Luo wanted to know his answer...

He took a deep breath, trying to calm his racing heartbeat, then stared at Wei Yingluo seriously and spoke in a firm tone.

"Yingluo, I know you have a lot on your mind, but I don't care.

In the past, you always rejected me, but now you are willing to give me a little bit of your heart. I am very happy, and I am also pleased with you and will always wait for you. "

Wei Yingluo was deeply moved by Fu Heng's words. Tears welled up in her eyes. She lowered her head and said nothing, not knowing how to respond for a moment.

Seeing this, Fu Heng gently took her hand and comforted her softly: "Yingluo, believe me, I will wait for you to let go, until the day when your heart is completely open to me."

Wei Yingluo raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her cheeks. Fu Heng had said the same words in her previous life.

When she heard his sincere response again, she was still deeply moved.

However, Wei Yingluo knew clearly that she had to make her bottom line clear to Fu Heng and never let the tragedy of the past happen again.

She calmed herself down, looked up at Fu Heng, and spoke decisively.

"Fu Cha Fu Heng, I, Wei Yingluo, tell you, if you decide to choose me... then you must never abandon me again.

Otherwise, I will never forgive you in my next life or the next life."

When saying these words, Wei Yingluo couldn't help but think of Fu Heng and Er Qing standing beside her after their wedding, like a perfect couple... Her heart felt as if it was pierced by thousands of arrows, and she couldn't stop her tears from flowing.

Fu Heng looked at Ying Luo's tears and felt panic in his heart. He had never seen her so sad before and didn't know what to do for a moment.

He stretched out his trembling hand, gently wiped her tears, and said in a gentle tone.

"Yingluo, don't cry. I, Fucha Fuheng, swear in the name of the Fucha family that I will never let you down in this life."

Fu Heng's voice was full of firmness and tenderness, as if he wanted to engrave his promise on Wei Yingluo's heart.

After hearing Fu Heng's words, Wei Yingluo's crying gradually stopped. She raised her head, with tears still in her eyes, but a smile on her face.

She stretched out her hand, shook Fu Heng's hand tightly, and said, "Okay, then it's settled."

The time for locking the palace gates was approaching, but Fu Heng still looked reluctant to leave.

After repeated inner struggles, he finally plucked up the courage and spoke seriously.

"Yingluo, if one day, when all the things you wanted to accomplish have been settled, are you willing to marry me? From now on, you will become a member of the Fucha family."

Wei Yingluo couldn't help feeling very embarrassed when she heard Fu Heng's blunt words.

After all, what man would ask a woman so bluntly whether she was willing to marry him?

She responded with a slight smile, but her tone revealed a hint of loneliness.

"That depends on your ability! Unfortunately, I come from a humble background, and I'm afraid even the Queen would find it difficult to agree to this."

However, Fu Heng's attitude was extremely firm and he expressed it without hesitation.

"No, my sister is the one who knows me best in the Fucha family. She will definitely fully support my decision."

Wei Yingluo did not express a clear opinion on what Fu Heng said, but continued to quietly add various seasonings to the medicinal food.

At this moment, Fu Heng couldn't hide his joy, he asked with surprise.

"So, Yingluo, do you agree to this?"

Then, he added impatiently: "In that case, I will rush back to the mansion now and tell my father and mother about this. You must wait for me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Heng's face was filled with a bright smile, and he hurriedly left Changchun Palace, just because he was afraid that Wei Yingluo would suddenly change her mind.

Outside the Changchun Palace, a group of palace maids were intently watching the hurried steps of the guard Fu Cha. This man, who usually had a cold expression, was now smiling, like the warm sunshine in spring.

Everyone was stunned by his sudden transformation and didn't know how to react for a moment, but they all thought it was very beautiful.

At the same time, Wei Yingluo carefully carried a bowl of carefully stewed medicinal food and walked into the Queen's bedroom.

Inside the room, the Queen was leaning on a chair, flipping through a list in her hand, but her eyes revealed deep worry and her face looked extremely tired.

Seeing this, Wei Yingluo bowed softly to the Queen, then gently placed the medicinal food on the square table beside her and said with concern.

"Your Majesty, please take a short rest. Taking care of your health is the most important thing."

The queen raised her head and looked at Wei Yingluo, her eyes full of tenderness.

She smiled slightly, and her previous sadness seemed to disappear in an instant. She reached out and took the soup spoon handed to her by Wei Yingluo.

She asked softly, "Yingluo, what did you cook today? As soon as I smelled the fragrance, I felt very comfortable."

Wei Yingluo replied happily, "Empress, this is the Tremella and Eucommia soup that I prepared specially for you. First, slowly boil the Tremella and Eucommia with water, and then add several precious medicinal materials that are beneficial to your body. It has the effect of nourishing the liver and kidneys and regulating qi and blood, which will definitely make your body stronger."

Every time Wei Yingluo saw the satisfied look on the Queen's face when she tasted the medicinal food she made herself, she would feel an incomparable sense of happiness in her heart.

"Well, it tastes great. Thank you for your hard work, Yingluo. After taking the medicinal food you prepare for me every day, I feel much better now." Empress Fucha said with a smile.

"As long as the queen is healthy, Yingluo doesn't feel tired at all, and Mingyu is helping me."

When Wei Yingluo heard the Queen praising her, she responded in a very good mood.

After a while, Empress Fucha finished her cup of wine and began to look at the list of beauties. Her brows furrowed involuntarily.