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

"Rongyin, you should rest early. I will come to accompany you after I am done with my work." The emperor comforted the queen softly, his tone revealing a hint of concern and doting.

After all, New Year's Eve is a very important day! He knew that Rong Yin was a delicate person who was prone to worrying, so he specifically told her to rest early to avoid overwork.

"Your Majesty, I understand everything. You don't have to worry too much, just focus on handling government affairs. I will take good care of myself, please rest assured."

The queen responded gently, expressing her understanding of the emperor's busyness and her concern for his health.

"You should also pay more attention to your dragon body. I will ask Yingluo to bring you some hangover soup later to relieve the discomfort you have just had from drinking."

After hearing this, the emperor felt warmed in his heart and immediately left Changchun Palace in a hurry.

However, Er Qing, who was standing by, saw all of this. She keenly grasped this opportunity, came up with a plan, and immediately asked the Queen for instructions.

"Empress, I see it's getting late. Why don't you let me go check on Yingluo to see how the hangover soup is prepared? I can also send it to His Majesty in time for the Palace of Tranquil Longevity."

"Well, that's great. Thank you for making the trip. When the sobering soup is ready, please send it to the emperor as soon as possible. Don't make him wait too long." Empress Fucha smiled at Er Qing, her eyes full of trust and gentleness.

Er Qing looked at the queen's gentle smile, and a trace of guilt welled up in her heart. But she knew that for her own future and for the benefit of her family, she had to do it firmly, even if she became a sinner in the eyes of everyone.

So Er Qing bowed respectfully and hurried towards the small kitchen of Changchun Palace.

As soon as she reached the door, she happened to run into Wei Yingluo carrying a hangover soup and preparing to go out. Er Qing quickly winked at Hu Bo, signaling her to proceed according to the original plan.

Amber understood what she meant and immediately pretended to be in a hurry, rushing towards Wei Yingluo like a headless fly.

She hit Wei Yingluo hard with her shoulder. Wei Yingluo was caught off guard and the food box in her hand fell to the ground instantly. She also fell to the ground due to the sudden impact.

"Ah!" Wei Yingluo screamed and fell heavily onto the cold, hard ground.

She felt a sharp pain in her ankle, as if it was sprained, causing her to gasp involuntarily and make a hissing sound.

"Yingluo, I'm sorry, I... I wanted to deliver the soup to the Second Prince quickly, so I walked in such a hurry. I didn't expect to bump into you. Are you okay?" Amber pretended to be panicked and quickly reached out to help Wei Yingluo up.

"Don't touch me!" Wei Yingluo frowned in pain. She endured the pain, refused Amber's support, and signaled her not to touch her.

"Amber, I think my ankle is sprained. I can't move. Go get Mingyu."

Wei Yingluo was keenly aware that Hubo's expression was a little unnatural, and she immediately realized that something was fishy. She decided to wait and see what the other party would do next.

"But, Yingluo, you will get frostbite if you sit in the snow like this!" Amber looked at Wei Yingluo's painful expression and couldn't help feeling a little pity in her heart, but more of it was guilt and uneasiness.

Wei Yingluo didn't want to get too entangled with her, so she deliberately showed an anxious look and said, "It's okay, just go!"

"Okay, then I'll go find Mingyu." Amber didn't dare to stay any longer and turned away in a hurry.

Seeing that Amber succeeded, Er Qing showed a smug smile on her face, and there was a sinister and cunning light in her eyes.

She only saw Wei Yingluo sitting in the snow from afar with an extremely anxious look on her face, so she hurriedly walked up to Wei Yingluo and said anxiously.

"Yingluo, what's wrong with you? Give me your hand quickly, I'll help you up."

As soon as Wei Yingluo saw Er Qing coming towards her, she immediately understood that she must be planning to attack the emperor! So she prepared to go to the Yangxin Palace tonight to give the emperor a bowl of sobering soup...

But why did all this happen so quickly? Wei Yingluo was filled with endless doubts.

"Thank you, Erqing. You just need to help me sit down next to you." Wei Yingluo smiled slightly, and that smile seemed to be full of gratitude.

In fact, she had already corrected her sprained ankle by herself, so it was no longer a big deal, just a little painful.

However, in order to witness Er Qing's next wonderful performance, she had no choice but to continue pretending to be in great pain.

Seeing this, Er Qing asked in a very gentle tone: "Yingluo, are you feeling okay now? The Queen sent me here to urge you and check if the hangover soup is ready."

"Amber bumped into me just now, but luckily the hangover soup didn't spill. I'll deliver it now."

Wei Yingluo looked at Er Qing who was pretending to be sobering and snorted in her heart, but did not show it on her face. Instead, she deliberately ignored her words and pretended that she was going to deliver some sobering soup, wanting to see what tricks Er Qing was trying to play.

"But, Yingluo, how can you deliver the soup now? The emperor just went back to the Yangxin Palace because of something, and the roads are slippery in the snow."

Er Qing looked very concerned. If Wei Yingluo didn't know her well, she would have been deceived by her hypocritical face.

At this moment, Wei Yingluo was certain that Er Qing was trying to take advantage of the emperor's drunkenness to curry favor with him and seize the opportunity to gain power.

Although she didn't care about the relationship between Erqing and the Emperor, the Empress did care about it.

After all, tonight is New Year's Eve. If Er Qing is allowed to do whatever she wants, it will probably cause a lot of trouble for the Queen. Thinking of this, Wei Yingluo decided not to sit idly by and must stop it.

So, Wei Yingluo smiled at Erqing and said calmly, "It's okay. I've asked Hubo to call Mingyu. I'll ask her to bring the sobering soup later."

After saying that, she patted Erqing's shoulder gently, with a barely perceptible cunning glint in her eyes.

Looking at Er Qing who was stunned, Wei Yingluo secretly laughed in her heart, and she decided to play a trick on Er Qing. She deliberately winked at Er Qing and said in a soft voice: "Er Qing, go and do your work, don't worry about me."

The smile on Er Qing's face became more and more stiff. She suppressed her anger and showed an awkward smile. Her heart was full of resentment towards Wei Yingluo, but she had to pretend to respond gently and submissively.

"Yingluo, how can I not worry when you say that? The Queen has ordered it to be sent as soon as possible, so why don't I send it for you now?"

However, Wei Yingluo said nothing, as if she didn't hear Er Qing's words.