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

She lowered her head and replied with a slightly trembling voice: "In reply to the Queen, I...I am not feeling well. When Sister Erqing saw this, she offered to take the medicine for me."

When Empress Fucha heard this, she couldn't help feeling a little heartache. She had never expected that Erqing, who had been with her for many years, would actually want to become the emperor's concubine.

After a while, she raised her head and exhaled lightly, but the corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing an imperceptible smile.

So that's how it is. In fact, Yingluo had already reminded herself that Erqing's thoughts were not simple.

However, he still couldn't bear it after all, thinking that Er Qing had never hurt him, so he chose to keep her by his side. But he didn't expect that such a thing would happen now.

Empress Fucha thought that if Er Qing really disregarded the friendship between master and servant and did something excessive, it would not only hurt others but also bring trouble to herself.

Thinking of this, Empress Fucha shook her head helplessly and waved her hand to signal Amber to leave.

She understood that in the Forbidden City, there were too many people eager to climb up, and as the queen, although she could admonish them, the final decision was still in the hands of the emperor.

After Amber left the inner hall, Mingyu, who was standing aside, looked at the queen with a frown and a sad face, and her heart was filled with endless guilt and self-blame.

She gradually realized that this matter was most likely a conspiracy carefully planned by Er Qing, and its purpose was self-evident.

Mingyu lowered his head and hesitated for a moment before finally summoning up the courage to speak hesitantly:

"Empress, this is all my fault. I was too careless and accidentally fell into the trap set by Amber. I should have listened to Yingluo's advice and quickly sent the sobering soup over..."

The Queen smiled slightly, but the smile seemed a little forced.

She gently patted Mingyu's shoulder and comforted him, "It's okay. Even if we can prevent it for a while, can we prevent it for a lifetime? If Erqing really has this intention, then I will let it go and help her."

Hearing this, Mingyu became even more excited, and she shouted loudly:

"No! I will rush to the Yangxin Palace right now and bring her back! Today is New Year's Eve! How can we let her do this?"

However, the queen called Mingyu and shook her head gently at her, indicating that there was no need to go.

"It's too late. Let's go see Yingluo together. If her injuries are serious, we really need to ask the imperial physician to treat her." The queen said with concern.

Arriving at the door of Wei Yingluo's room, the Queen gently pushed open the door and saw Wei Yingluo sitting at the desk, practicing calligraphy with great concentration.

I saw her holding a brush and writing every stroke very carefully, as if every word was a work of art that she was carefully depicting.

When Wei Yingluo heard the door open, she looked up and found that the Queen had come to visit her in person. She couldn't help but feel moved.

She quickly stood up and was about to salute the queen, but the queen held her hands.

The queen said gently, "Yingluo, there's no need to be so polite. Your foot is injured and you should rest well. Why are you practicing calligraphy again?"

Wei Yingluo looked at the Queen gratefully and replied with a smile:

"Thank you for your concern, Queen. I just think it's too early. If I get bored lying in bed, I want to practice calligraphy to kill time. And, you can see that my calligraphy has improved a lot."

As she spoke, she excitedly held up a piece of calligraphy she had just written and showed it to the queen.

The Queen took the calligraphy from Wei Yingluo and examined it carefully. She saw that the handwriting was dignified and beautiful, with smooth and natural strokes, which was indeed outstanding.

The queen nodded with satisfaction and praised with a smile: "Well, it's really good. It seems that you have put in a lot of effort. Your handwriting is actually very good. It can be seen that your father is very concerned about your education."

However, Wei Yingluo shook her head, a sad look on her face.

She said softly, "Empress, in fact, my handwriting was not taught by my father... but I learned it from a very, very good sister. She once spent a lot of time and energy, patiently teaching me the skills and methods of writing. It is because of her help that my handwriting has made such great progress.

In the past, my handwriting was crooked and looked like ants crawling on paper. Now I can write such beautiful words, thanks to that sister. I have always wanted to find a chance to thank her in person, but unfortunately I never had the chance. "

When Wei Yingluo heard the Queen's praise again, tears instantly filled her eyes and her voice became choked.

The queen smiled gently and said, "If your sister saw your handwriting now, she would be very happy."

However, seeing the two of them chatting so seriously, Mingyu couldn't stand it anymore and shouted anxiously, "Oh, Queen, why don't you say anything!"

She continued hastily, like a string of cannonballs: "Yingluo, it's all my fault. Amber lied to me and said she was going to deliver sobering soup, but in the end it was Erqing who went to the Yangxin Palace. Do you think something will happen? What should we do?"

"What? How could this happen?" Wei Yingluo was stunned. She quickly grabbed Mingyu's hand and asked in surprise.

She originally thought that Mingyu had already brought the sobering soup over, so she started practicing calligraphy with peace of mind.

If she had known this would happen, she should have kept Er Qing a little longer.

The smile on Empress Fucha's face disappeared instantly, and her already pale face became even more bloodless, as if all the strength in her body had been drained away. She gently placed the copybook in her hand on the table.

However, her heart was filled with worries, fearing that Yingluo and Mingyu would be anxious because of her.

So she tried her best to put on a smile again.

"Yingluo, Mingyu, don't worry. Even if Erqing really did something like this, I won't take it too seriously. It's just that being betrayed by the person closest to you is still a little embarrassing."

Empress Fucha's voice was as light as a feather falling to the ground, but the disappointment and pain contained in it were extremely heavy.

Wei Yingluo and Mingyu looked at Empress Fucha, who was trying to remain calm, and their hearts were filled with anger.

Wei Yingluo said anxiously, "Empress, there is no time to lose. We must immediately ask Eunuch Zhang to send people to the Yangxin Palace to stop it. Maybe there is still room for recovery."

"No, today is New Year's Eve. If I rashly send someone over, it will only make the situation more awkward."

The Queen shook her head helplessly, a hint of despair flashing in her eyes.