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

Hong Zhou knelt on the ground with a look of grievance on his face, tears welling up in his eyes, and spoke in a choked voice.

"My dear brother, please be more discerning! This maid is from the embroidery workshop. I communicated with her only to ask if the birthday gift for my mother was appropriate...

The last time we met, I just asked her for advice on a few embroidery patterns, and this time it was just a simple greeting.”

The emperor frowned slightly. In his heart, he didn't believe what Hong Zhou said, but considering the relationship of Concubine Yu, it was not convenient for him to punish his brother today.

Well, we can just strengthen supervision over him in the future. As long as he hasn't made a big mistake, there is still room for redemption.

Seeing that the emperor was hesitant, Hong Zhou quickly raised his right hand, made a swearing gesture, and spoke in a firm tone.

"Brother Emperor, there is absolutely nothing between me and this palace maid. There is no love at all! If I tell even a single lie, I will be punished by heaven and die a miserable death!"

The emperor waved his hand helplessly and said, "Forget it, but this is against the rules after all. Come, give this palace maid thirty strokes of the cane as a warning to others!"

"Hong Zhou, you should go back to the palace and reflect on your mistakes! When you enter the palace again in the future, you are not allowed to set foot in the harem without De Sheng by your side!"

"Yes, I thank you very much, my brother. I will reflect on my mistakes and never make the same mistake again."

Hong Zhou's face was cold, as if everything happening before his eyes had nothing to do with him. He didn't even look at Zhi Heng, and quietly left the hall.

Zhiheng was already panicking at this time. She kept begging the emperor for mercy, but to no avail.

Seeing this, the eunuch nearby quickly stepped forward, covered her mouth, and pulled her out of the hall.

After being beaten with a stick, Zhiheng was unable to walk and had to be carried back to the embroidery workshop by two eunuchs.

When the embroiderers in the embroidery workshop saw this scene, they all gathered around. Most of them were pointing and wondering curiously which noble Zhiheng had offended to receive such severe punishment.

However, among this group of people, only Wei Yingning showed real concern. Not only did she call several familiar embroiderers to help, she sent Zhiheng back to her room and personally went to the imperial pharmacy to get medicine for her injuries.

After returning to the room, Wei Yingning applied medicine to Zhiheng even more carefully, her concern evident in her words.

Looking at Wei Yingning running around for her, Zhiheng did not feel the slightest gratitude in her heart, but instead a strong hatred surged up in her.

She wondered to herself, if it wasn't for Wei Yingning's previous pretense and reluctance, which forced her to go to see the Prince on her behalf, how could she be suffering such torture now?

However, despite being filled with resentment, Zhiheng pretended to be grateful and kept thanking Wei Yingning.

She knew very well that in this palace, the slightest mistake could lead to death, so she had to be vigilant at all times and not reveal her true thoughts easily.

"Zhiheng, we don't have to be so polite. If it weren't for your meticulous care and concern for me when I was punished by the concubines, I wouldn't have recovered so quickly. So, in this deep palace, we sisters should help each other, don't you think?"

Ah Man looked at Zhiheng with tenderness in his eyes and fed her the medicine carefully.

"Well... yes, think about how good we were in the past... Aman, did you go to the Imperial Garden today? What did Guard Qi Jia say?" Zhiheng asked anxiously.

"I didn't go. Nanny Zhang arranged other work for me, so I really couldn't leave." Aman answered slowly in a very calm tone.

After hearing this, Wei Yingning finally knew for sure: It turned out that the person Zhiheng wanted to plot against today was her! She just didn't know why things turned out like this...

"Aman, even you don't want to believe me now? Do you still consider me as your friend?" Zhiheng was so angry that she struggled as if trying to get up from the bed, while glaring at Wei Yingning with wide eyes.

"It's not like that. I just don't want to be involved in these gossips. Zhiheng, we will be able to leave the palace soon, safe and sound, isn't that good?" Wei Yingning's eyes were filled with pain and sadness, tears welled up in her eyes, as if they would roll down at any time.

She really couldn't accept the fact before her - the good sister who was once close to her and as close as a sister had become so strange and scary.

However, Zhiheng did not feel the pain in Wei Yingning's heart at all. She screamed hysterically: "No! You don't understand me at all. You will never understand everything I have been through!"

In Zhiheng's heart, Wei Yingning has always been the lucky one who is loved and gets whatever she wants.

When she first entered the palace, Wei Yingning was appreciated and loved by Concubine Gao, but what about herself? She could only endure all kinds of grievances and hardships in this deep palace in obscurity.

Now, she has to suffer this injustice because of Wei Yingning. The jealousy and resentment in her heart surge like a tide and cannot be calmed down no matter what.

"Zhiheng, then you should have a good rest. Call me if you have anything else." Wei Yingning shook her head helplessly, gently put down the medicine bowl in her hand, turned around and slowly left Zhiheng's room. Her back looked extremely lonely and desolate, but Zhiheng did not even look up at Wei Yingning.

The next day, the palace maids in the Forbidden City began to spread a piece of news: Zhiheng tried to seduce Prince Heqin, but failed, and was eventually severely punished by the emperor.

For a time, rumors spread throughout the entire palace, and everyone was talking about Zhiheng behind her back.

Wei Yingning still delivered medicine and meals to Zhiheng on time every day as she did in the past, but Zhiheng always refused to pay attention to her.

Wei Yingluo learned the whole cause and effect of the incident from Fu Heng, which made her more convinced of her previous guess - if she was not wrong, Prince He would definitely not give up easily, and he still coveted her sister.

Otherwise, he would definitely choose the two options given by the emperor... to prevent future troubles.

Time flies, and it is already the end of the year. The Forbidden City is decorated with lights and colorful lanterns, and the atmosphere is full of joy. The Changchun Palace is also busy preparing for the festival.

At this moment, Wei Yingluo was taking the Queen's pulse. At first, she looked happy, but in the blink of an eye, her brows furrowed.

"Yingluo, what's wrong? Is my health still not getting better?" When Empress Fucha saw Wei Yingluo's expression, she couldn't help but feel a little worried. After all, she obviously felt that her physical condition had improved a lot recently.