[Strategy of Yanxi Palace] Another year of spring

"Miss Yingluo."

Wei Yingluo sighed inwardly, and turned around.

After coming out from Hong Zhou's place and accompanying the concubine back to Changchun Palace, she has been waiting here for a long time.

The day has finally come.

She thought, not without sadness and regret.

Fu Heng came from the sun, and the light chased behind him. His appearance was beautiful and noble.

He is a man who walks in the sun.

Never before had she realized it so clearly.

"Master," she said.

Fu Heng paused and stopped three steps away from her.

"Is the matter of Prince Yi's salted meat related to you today?"

Yingluo said, "I did it."

Fu Heng asked: "Then you gave me the salt bag in advance, also for today?"

Wei Yingluo said, "That's right."

Fu Heng took a deep breath and showed a somewhat bitter smile: "I thought you cared about me, but I was quite happy because of it. Now that things have happened, I just want to ask, why?"

He really felt an unspeakable disappointment.

And not just for being framed by someone who cared.

He knew she was reckless, but he never thought that she would be so reckless as to directly test Hong Zhou. He thought she could do things more carefully.She was the one he watched and entered the palace, but she still didn't make any progress after all kinds of advice. She was still the innocent look when she first entered the palace. It was the first time he wanted to really help someone, but what she gave him in return was That bag of salt and pepper.

"Or, you have never really trusted me." Seeing that Yingluo was speechless, he lowered his eyes and added the next sentence for her.

Wei Yingluo bit her lip. Before confronting Prince He today, Fu Heng was indeed the biggest suspect in her mind, but even if it is confirmed today that the murderer is inseparable from Hong Zhou, the salt and pepper buns have already been given, and it is too late to say anything now.

not to mention……

She raised her head: "Master, you don't trust me as much as you have shown, do you? I used salt and pepper buns to plot against you, and you didn't trust me either."

Fu Heng smiled lightly, but there was no smile in his eyes: "I don't use salt bags because it's against the rules, but I was very happy that you cared about me."

Wei Yingluo was suffering in her heart, but she was already on the verge of riding a tiger, and she was unwilling to give in to others easily.

"My sister was killed by Hong Zhou, right?"

Fu Heng didn't speak.

Yingluo sneered: "No wonder you didn't let me investigate before. It turns out that the murderer is really a nobleman, and the prince is the emperor's younger brother, so you helped him cover it up in every possible way, but I still can't figure it out. Your jade pendant and clothes How did the belt get on him?"

Fu Heng just said: "Now if I say I don't know, you won't believe me either."

"Can I believe it?"

Wei Yingluo asked back, but was surprised by Fu Heng's actions and changed her expression.

"I let you believe it," Fu Heng took out a dagger and stuffed it into her hand: "I dare to swear to you, I never helped the evildoers, if you don't believe me, you can use this knife to stab my chest, I will Swear by blood."

Yingluo couldn't get off the tiger, but the helplessness and stubbornness in her heart made her grit her teeth and send the dagger into his chest.

Fu Heng looked down at her and pulled out the dagger.

"Very good," he said lightly, "I swear, I have absolutely nothing to do with Aman."

Then he looked at Ying Luo.

"I don't always forgive you so easily."

He felt a heartfelt disappointment and exhaustion.

For her, for the palace, for fate.

He turned away.

Ying Luo looked at his back and clearly felt that something important was leaving her.

But the stubbornness in her heart held her back and did not allow her to redeem it.

"Fucha's guards talk about decency, but they always pay attention to a court lady, and even help her investigate the cause of her humble sister's death. Is this your decency? You are a relative of the emperor, and you don't understand the difficulty of my revenge. Now there is a trace of the truth, even if I am smashed to pieces, I will never let it go. This kind of urgency, a born noble person like you, will not understand at all."

she shed tears.

Fu Heng turned his back to her and closed his eyes.

He was wrong.

He is so disappointed.

"Emiang, my son wants to ask you something."

Concubine Yu showed a curious expression.

"How did the mother and concubine deal with the court lady named Aman back then?"

Concubine Yu's expression changed slightly: "What's the matter? Why did you suddenly ask her?"

Hong Zhou smiled: "Two days ago, a court lady suddenly said that she died, and I was a little puzzled. Didn't the concubine mother say that she would take care of her whereabouts? Anyway, it was taken over by her son. Isn't it a bit... Cruel?"

"Cruel? Are you talking about Concubine Mother?" Concubine Yu looked at him in shock: "Concubine Mother always eats vegetarian food and recites Buddhism, and never kills. How could she order that maid to be killed? When I sent her out of the palace, I ordered her to go down." I found her a well-to-do farmer's family, and left some silver taels for her as a dowry, as for what will happen afterwards, how will her mother and concubine know?"

Seeing Concubine Yu's hurt expression, Hong Zhou quickly blamed himself, "It's my son's fault, son shouldn't doubt his concubine mother."

Concubine Yu softened her face, and suddenly asked: "You said there was a court lady gossiping in front of you? Who is it? What's the relationship between her and Aman?"

"The maid of Changchun Palace is called Yingluo. I don't know what relationship she has with Aman, anyway, she was killed by a traitor and died?"

Concubine Yu lowered her eyes: "I think it might be a relative or friend of that court lady. Baobuqi heard some ridiculous things said by Aman outside the palace, and wanted to come to the palace to seek justice."

"My concubine is afraid that someday these words will be heard by the emperor, and I will misunderstand you."

Hong Zhou's complexion changed slightly, and he said anxiously: "Then what should I do? At the beginning, I gave that Aman a way out, but I didn't expect her to have the courage to tell stories. Now she is dead, but what can Yingluo do if she exposes these things?" ?”

Concubine Yu closed her eyes, twirled the prayer beads and called out the Buddha's name.

She opened her eyes again, not without melancholy saying: "Through the matter now, for the sake of your reputation, the concubine mother doesn't want this merit anymore, and she must never let this court lady enjoy herself in the sixth palace anymore. Today she dares to threaten you in front of you, Dare to talk nonsense in front of the emperor and queen tomorrow. She can't stay."

"Mother Concubine, you!" Hong Zhou stared at her with wide eyes.

Concubine Yu said: "I have always been kind-hearted and did not dare to persecute life, so I let Aman out of the palace, but I didn't expect her to avenge her kindness. Now for your reputation and future, Erniang would rather get blood on her hands than to let her go. The Aman incident cannot be allowed to happen again."

"But can you do it?"

Concubine Yu said: "For you, concubine mother can do anything."

Hong Zhou seemed to think of something suddenly, and said, "You should pay more attention, Fu Heng seems to care about her very much."

Concubine Yu cast a glance.

"A few days ago, it was Fu Heng who rescued her and made her retreat. I wanted to ask her in detail what else she knew, and to test her confidence, but Fu Heng stopped her. Later, my son went to test Hailan Check, sure enough, Fu Heng and this court lady have a lot of connections in private, the concubine mother should pay more attention."

"Fucha." Concubine Yu sighed: "Fucha is so powerful that even the clan dare not move him lightly. Even my son, the dignified prince, has to call him brother and brother. This imperial palace has always been the most important power."

She was thoughtful.

"It's late today."

When Fu Heng walked in, Shi Chun casually glanced at the door.

Fu Heng raised his eyes and saw that she was already sitting at the table and started playing chess alone, looking full of interest.

He was sitting across from him, and Que Ning had habitually refilled his cup with tea.

"Thank you, Miss Quining."

Fu Heng thanked him, raised his teacup and drank it in one gulp. After putting down the teacup, he coughed twice, his lips turned white.

Shi Chun happened to raise his eyes, saw him, and looked him up calmly.

"What's wrong with you? Are you injured?"

"A little injury."

Shichun bowed his head disinterestedly and continued playing chess.

Both of them lowered their heads to do their own thing, and no one spoke for a while.

She didn't raise her eyes until Shi Chun finished playing chess and invited Fu Heng to talk about a game, and the two finished the game.

"Did something happen? You're upset."

Fu Heng didn't avoid talking about it this time, he looked at his own chess and said:

"If you have been helping someone, but she is very guarded against you and tries to frame you again and again, what should you do? Persevere or give up?"

Fangzi's hand stopped, and Shichun said, "What's wrong? I've been wanting to say that you look bad today."

Fu Heng said: "It's okay, a little skin trauma. You haven't answered my question yet."

Shi Chun glanced at him a few times, then withdrew his gaze: "If I say it, I must give up."

Fu Heng looked at her with some amusement: "So simple?"

Shi Chun looked back: "Otherwise? Give your sincerity to others? I can't do this kind of thing. As a woman, I don't have any right to be willful."

Fu Heng sighed silently, and told about the autumn festival.

Shi Chun widened his eyes.

"So bold," she murmured, "She is the only one who dares to tamper with sacrificial meat throughout the ages."

Fu Heng smiled wryly: "I know that she is bold and bold, but I keep finding excuses for her. I just want to help her live a better life in the palace, but every time it seems, there will be a wave of ups and downs. After this time, I clearly understand Realizing that our two views and attitudes towards people and things are very different, if the goal from the beginning has gone wrong, until now, I don’t know how to go on.”

Shi Chun looked at him sympathetically: "Although I can't understand it, it sounds painful. If you ask me, why bother. You are not the same way. If you forcefully suppress her investigation like this, maybe it will make her hate you." .For her, the greatest consummation should be revenge, not a peaceful life in the palace."

She was a little curious again: "Do you like her?"

Fu Heng thought for a long time this time.

"If caring about someone is considered liking, then I do have a little liking for her." He picked up a piece of tea and carefully looked at the lines on it: "But if you say that love is stronger than gold, it doesn't count. I I want to help her more, watch her live in the palace without any worries, and protect her as real as my sister when she was young."

Shi Chunruo thought: "I don't know anything about feelings, but I think it's not easy for you to walk this way, and it can be foreseen that there will be many hardships in the future. It depends on your own attitude."

She said: "If you want to break, break it while you are not stuck."

Fu Heng fell silent, and he said after a long time: "I don't want to admit it, you are right."

He was originally an aristocratic young man from a well-to-do family, and he had his own rules and regulations in how he acted and thought. In the past, no one could talk to him, so he let himself be confused for a long time. Now that he has been given time to calm down and analyze the pros and cons, he has to admit, His disappointment made him start to re-examine himself.

"Perhaps it is better for me and her to alienate each other than to become a resentful spouse." He had to admit with difficulty: "It's just that I still want to help her realize her wish and let the truth about her sister come to light. It's not in vain for me to know this A whimsical girl."

"This is your own choice." Shi Chun didn't care, she said: "As long as you are prepared, no matter what, just don't be ashamed of your heart."

"Thank you." Fu Heng said earnestly, and smiled at her: "Actually, you can call me Fu Heng."

Shi Chun raised his eyes: "You can also call me Shi Chun."

Before that, the two of them called each other "Master Fucha" and "Miss Nalan".

"Master Fu Heng."

"Miss Shichun."

The two looked at each other in astonishment, then looked at each other at the same time, and smiled.

This person who is bound by decency and rules is indeed so.

They thought at the same time.

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