[Strategy of Yanxi Palace] Another year of spring

After Shichun left, Empress Fucha smiled and said to Yingluo:

"Do you think the young lady of Nalan's family can talk? There are witty words."

Wei Yingluo nodded in agreement: "The empress is indeed very happy."

Empress Fucha smiled for a while, then put away her smile and frowned slightly.

"I heard that you ran into Prince He on the road just now?"

She asked a few young maids who had just led people to Changchun Palace.

The maids thought that the queen was asking the question, and fell to their knees in fright: "If you go back to the empress, wait on the palace road with the prince, speak rudely to Miss Nalan, and don't let the servants go, so I wasted time."

"Get up," said the queen, "it's not your fault, Hong Zhou is absurd, everyone in the palace knows it, but it's a pity that the emperor values ​​him and doesn't believe the absurd things he did."

She asked all the little maids to retreat, and when there were only a few big maids left in the palace, she said: "Being reckless with the prince, even in the inner court, you have a lot of shame, and you often get confused with the maids. If you meet in the future When you go to him, just use my name, he never dares to touch the people around me. Do you understand? Especially you, Yingluo, you have never met Prince He, when you meet in the future, hide for me Far away, understand?"

Yingluo agreed, and then she turned her mind, but a terrifying guess came to her mind in vain.

That guess was really shocking, but the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was not impossible, and even all her previous thoughts and plans would be turned upside down.

Yingluo felt her mouth go dry instantly, she swallowed, her sleeves clenched into fists were covered with cold sweat.

She asked dryly: "With the prince...is it so absurd? Does he dare to be rash even with the maid of honor?"

"What is a court lady?" Ming Yu said bluntly, and rolled her eyes at Yingluo: "Didn't you hear that? Even a noble lady dares to stop, what is a mere court lady? There are so many little palace maids out there who want to make a fortune."

"Slave... the slave knows, and will be more careful in handling things in the future."

Yingluo heard a voice that was exactly the same as her saying coldly beside her ear.

She shivered quietly.

"The only ones who can enter and leave the palace that day are the princes of the clan."

"Believe it or not, I didn't harm your sister, let alone belittle her."

"This matter involves a lot. I'm afraid that if you continue to investigate, your life will be in danger."

She stood there in a daze, it was clearly the beginning of autumn, but a chill flowed down her bone marrow and into her blood.

"Since the private room is gone, let's go back."

Toy Chess Club, after listening to the shopkeeper's explanation that all private rooms are occupied today, Shi Chun said to the two maids.

As she said that, she had already left.

It was also a coincidence that the private room next to him was suddenly opened from the inside, and the wooden door made a "squeak—" sound.

Shi Chun's eyes just stopped in the direction of the door, he didn't notice for a while, his eyes broke in, and he was facing the face of the person who opened the door.

The two were stunned at the same time.

"Fucha bodyguard?"

Fu Heng: "Miss Nalan?"

The two looked at each other with doubts in their eyes, and the doubts were a joke from the heavens.

Otherwise, how can I explain why these two men and women who divorced not long ago suddenly became invisible.

"You... come here to play chess?"

Shi Chun looked around and asked.

Fu Heng hesitated for a moment: "I'll come to see Dr. Chess play... How about you?"

Shi Chun showed a slightly embarrassed smile: "I'm here to find some chess records."

Both of them quieted down, Shi Chun could only laugh and said, "Although this chess club is not that big, its level of playing chess is very good, and it's not boring. It's indeed a good place for Fucha's guards to choose this place."

Fu Heng said with some embarrassment: "I know... I come here often."

Shi Chun was really startled, her eyes widened slightly: "Have I never seen a guard before? I come here often, usually at the end of the month to kill the afternoon."

Fu Heng was also a little shocked: "I..." He paused: "Every time I come, I always stay in this private room, and I take turns at the end of the month, so I rarely have time to spare."

Shi Chun said: "I also have a fixed private room here, but this month I came a day earlier than before, so naturally there is no private room left, and I have already planned to leave."

Fu Heng hesitated for a moment, saw Ruyi holding several borrowed chess books behind her, and said, "If Miss doesn't mind, use my private room."

As he spoke, he asked the boy inside to pack up his things, and the man had already stepped out.

Shi Chun took a look, there were already two chess doctors in the private room ready to start playing chess, a pot of tea had already been brought in and placed on the kang table, seeing that there was a change in the guest, the two chess doctors had already looked over.

She glanced at Fu Heng who had already let the door out, and then at the structure of this private room.

"Master Fucha." She called Fu Heng who was about to leave: "Thank you, but why? This private room is big enough, and even Dr. Qi has been waiting for a long time. If Master Fucha doesn't mind, I think we can shared."

Fu Heng stopped and looked over in a little surprise.

Shi Chun showed his face to him, and smiled generously: "Or do you still have a grudge? It's hard to face me calmly?"

Fu Heng lowered his eyes, and when he raised them again, he suddenly smiled.

He smiled very restrainedly, with his index finger curled up to touch the tip of his nose, but the curved corner of his lips couldn't be covered.

Shichun's smile also widened, and she turned around and walked into the room first at the moment her eyebrows and eyes were crooked. She motioned for Ruyi to put the chess record on the table, and she personally picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea by herself.

Fu Heng then came in, sat down opposite her, took the teapot she handed over, and filled his teacup.

Behind them, Que Ning and Bu Lun stood face to face, exchanging a look of mutual dislike but both were confused.

Fu Heng held the teacup in his hand, and twirled his fingertips around the wall twice.

"Substitute tea for wine."

Shi Chun picked up the teacup and swung at him.

"The past is gone."

The two of them drank the tea in their cups and smiled lightly. All the grievances and grievances disappeared.

Ruyi went out to call for tea, Que Ning also ran out after seeing her.

Ru suggested that she follow her out, and said: "Why did you come out with me? Why don't you go back and stay by Miss's side? The house is not all from our house now, so we should be more careful."

Que Ning said: "There's still a little girl here, and it's nothing to do for a while. Ruyi, what do you think is going on with Miss Fucha and Young Master Fucha? Why did they just smile away all of a sudden?"

Ruyi said: "What's the matter, my lady is open-minded, and she has never complained about Master Fucha, and even admired him a lot in her words. Probably because Master Fucha really felt ashamed, she wanted to understand this matter , What's the point of making friends by the way?"

Que Ning was still a little hard to understand: "Well, let's just settle the marriage, why is the lady so kind, and let people see me talking about it?"

Que Ning was a girl from a Han family who sold her teeth because of poverty, and was later bought back by the Nalan Mansion. Unlike Yi, who was born to a Man Qing family, she had a different idea.

Ruyi said patiently: "What's the matter? They are all Manchurians, and they always follow their hearts. They don't have so many precautionary rules when making friends. In the early years, these young masters and young ladies from Manchuria and Mongolia established diplomatic relations even more closely. Horse revelry, how happy it is. There are more rules now, but our young lady does not follow that, and there is no one she wants to make friends with since she was a child."

As they spoke, the two went back to the private room, only to see that the two chess doctors had already got up and left. One who was watching the chess play and the other who looked down at the chess record had already started talking face to face about a game.

"I thought that Young Master Fucha was busy with official duties, so there must be some omissions in chess skills, but I never thought that you are so good."

Shi Chun lowered his eyes to look at the child that Fu Heng had just put down, and said with a smile.

Fu Heng said: "I thought Miss Nalan loved to collect chess records, so she must be a chess lover, but..."

His words suddenly stopped, as if he didn't know where to start.

Shi Chun only pursed his lips and smiled: "I'm laughing at you, I really love chess, but maybe I don't have a high talent for it, so it's time to get out of work."

Fu Heng watched her fall into the trap he had set up long ago, and said: "It's just playing chess, just looking for fun, I'm not a Luban."

Having said that, he has already let go.

Shi Chun raised his eyebrows and looked at the chess game.

If there is a murderous look in the moves, they are intertwined, and every step is sharp, forcing people to be defeated.

She quietly raised her eyes and looked at the person opposite her, thoughtfully.

Such a glamorous gentleman, but his style of military use is full of vigor, is it a brave and enterprising style?

So contradictory.

She suddenly understood what Fu Heng meant by not wanting to be trapped by marriage.

This is a Haidongqing that was chained hands and feet in a cage. Everyone wanted to be a golden bird in that cage, but he was an eagle after all.

Perhaps the white mountains, black water, green grass and galloping horses outside the customs are the places he likes and yearns for more.

Shi Chun swallowed a sip of tea and said, "I lost."

Fu Heng bowed his head: "I have accepted."

Shi Chun stared at the chessboard, and reached out to flip through the books piled up next to him.

"I said, why is it so familiar?" She turned to a page, took a closer look, smiled, and pointed it to Fu Heng: "Look, I was the first to see this Linglong chess game before, so I also scanned it at the time." I glanced at it, and I didn’t expect that it was this negligence, and I lost this game today.”

Fu Heng glanced at it, raised his eyebrows, took the chess book, found the lottery in the middle, and smiled: "The last person who borrowed this book is playing it."

Shi Chun took it over and shook his head: "This tells us, don't be careless at all times. Sometimes these trivial things that you haven't noticed will come out and kill people at some point."

Fu Heng handed the sign back thoughtfully: "I think you are a little too cautious, no matter when."

Shi Chun smiled lightly: "You don't have to be so polite, just say "you", I'm not a person of status."

She said: "Everyone wants to live a more comfortable life, but not everyone can do it. Probably because I think too much in my heart. Whenever this time comes, I envy those who live a comfortable life."

"Yes," Fu Heng said, lowering his eyes and playing with the chess pieces: "Everyone says that the Forbidden City is noble, but the people in that city live like walking on thin ice. Even if they are as expensive as the empress, they still have to follow other people's wishes." , can't you get happiness?"

Shi Chun also lowered his eyes, watching him set up a new game of chess with chess pieces, and said, "Are you envious of some people?"

Fu Heng thought of the daring Wei Yingluo in the palace, and said softly, "Yes, at least they all truly live according to their own ideas."

"Are you talking about the girl Yingluo next to the queen?"

Fu Heng paused his fingers, and he looked up.

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Starting today, it will be updated every other day. The author has gone to Malaysia, and it will be the end of this month, so I will start posting from the manuscript box.