MTL - Story of Yanxi Palace-Chapter 138 sincere

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　　 Drink a glass of wine on the moon, and drink into three people.

　　The same month, the shadows in the Yangxin Hall were doubled, but Fu Heng was the only person in the pavilion of the Fucha Mansion.

　　 "Young Master." Qinglian walked into the pavilion with a cloak in her arms, "You drink too much..."

　　Fu Heng placed seven or eight empty jugs under his feet. He poured himself a glass of wine, drank his head, and then smiled half-drunken: "Today is my first time to calculate the emperor, it is worth a big show."

　　 Qinglian Leng: "Calculate the emperor?"

Grumbling, the wine poured into the glass, Fu Heng smiled and said: "Yingluo grabbed Xiao Quanzi theft and used his hand to hide the stolen goods in the palace market and pull the pure concubine into the water. This was the first step. She was delayed Keeping the soldiers alone, Xiao Jiapeng mistakenly thought that she was fooling through and used Xiaoquanzi's handle to bite Xiaojiapeng back. This is the second step. These two steps alone are not enough. Although she is favored, she always has a hidden danger."

　　 Qinglian: "The young master is talking about-Lingbin's past?"

Fu Heng raised his head, and another glass of wine was empty, so one glass after another, he was drunk, and those words hidden in his heart unknowingly said: "I once asked to marry in front of the emperor, and I even collided many times. , This left a thorn in the heart of the emperor. When I came back from the battlefield, the emperor must be bosomful. He is an emperor and a man..."

　　 Qinglian nodded inexplicably.

　　Mo said that he is an emperor, even if he is an ordinary man, he will not tolerate his wife's contact with outsiders.

"... What's more, this man is his wife and brother, the most trusted confidant." Fu Heng said lightly, "As long as this thorn is left, even if the princess is favored again, it will be like a thin ice and a precarious situation! It is better than myself. Get started, pull out this thorn..."

　　 "Master..."

　　 "I'm here." Fu Heng looked up at her drunkenly, his eyes softer than the moonlight, "Yingluo, as long as you need, I will be there, no matter what way."

　　Qinglian was taken aback, what did he call himself? Yingluo... Lingbin?

She had always felt a little strange, and even had some small expectations. With so many maids in Fucha, Fu Heng treats her differently. She doesn’t know the reason by herself, nor does anyone else know the reason. There are many speculations in private, And until today, it has only come to light.

　　 "My eyes, my appearance, or my voice?" Qinglian thought to herself, "Which point is it... like Lingbin?"

　　 "Are you doing well now?" Fu Hengrou asked her softly, "Are you... everything as you wish?"

　　 Qinglian was silent for a long time before reaching out carefully and pressing on the back of his hand.

　　 "I'm fine." She replied gently, even at this moment, even at this moment, she wanted to become Ling Bin and let him treat him gently.

"That's good." Fu Heng loosened his breath and looked at her in a dizzy, "I can help you, rest assured, I have done everything for you, and the emperor already knows what is frustration. , Jealousy, caress for the intestines...all for the first time in his life, with these, he will..."

　　 He said, slowly lying on the table, his face and expression buried on his arm together, murmured: "will really put you in my heart..."

　　 In the past, you were just a favored concubine. From now on, you will be the woman that the emperor really cares about.

　　 The wine glass on the table was pushed out by him, jingled, and fell to the ground.

　　 Qinglian quickly picked it up, then whispered to him: "Master, Master..."

　　 responded to her with only a small snore.

Qinglian looked at him quietly, and after a while, the cloak in his hand gently covered him, and whispered: "But Master, this is too unfair to you. The emperor got loyalty from you, and ordered you to follow you. Love is here, but you... have nothing."

　　 The shadow of the tree outside the pavilion was mottled, and Er Qing, who was also holding a cloak, was hiding behind the tree, looking coldly at the two of them in the pavilion.

　　In the Yanxi Palace, gardenias were reopened.

Interesting to say, this flower seems to symbolize the wealth and decline of the Yanxi Palace. When Wei Yingluo fell out of favor, even potted plants would be moved out of the Yongxiang smoked toilet, and when Wei Yingluo was favored, the whole house was covered with gardenia flowers. Prosperous like a dream.

　　The gardenia is a gardenia, but the orchid is painted on the rice paper.

　　 "This pen is not painted like this." Hongli stood behind Wei Yingluo, took her hand, and taught her to paint one stroke at a time.

　　 It's a pity that the dead wood can't be carved. He has already taught it by hand. The orchid on the painting is still crooked. At first glance, he thought it was a monster in the Shanhai Jing.

"It's not like this painting. You can only get orchids if you thin flowers and leaves." Hongli grabbed Wei Yingluo's hand forcibly and forcibly collected the abducted stroke, lest the orchids above have two moustache. "Hold on! Hey...you have to learn Pure Concubine. Pure Consort's orchid painting is the best. Although the brush strokes are light, they are of extraordinary character."

　　 Wei Yingluo snorted coldly, grabbed the pen, and added three orchids.

　　Hongli surprised: "Yingluo, what are you doing?"

　　 Wei Yingluo: "I don't like extremely simple orchid pictures. The more vulgar the better, the better?"

　　Hongli smiled: "You are not reasonable."

　　Wei Yingluo: "The emperor feels that the pure concubine's paintings are good, then you go to paint with her. The concubine is a vulgar person, and the natural painting is very vulgar!"

　　 turned out not to be a dead wood, but to be jealous.

　　 Also, gardenias in the yard are not painted, what orchids are painted? This is the Yanxi Palace, but not the Zhongxi Palace with orchids everywhere.

　　 Hongli was a little funny in her heart, and she coaxed her: "Okay, okay, I'm a joke, your painting has made great progress."

　　Wei Yingluo turned his face to ignore him.

　　Hongli accompanies with a laugh: "How can it be so easy to be angry? I blame me badly, compare you with others."

Seeing her still ignoring herself, Hongli thought about it, suddenly mentioned the pen, brushed it, and smeared two flowers on the orchid picture, and then showed her the exhibition: "I'm not angry anymore, I will accompany you now Vulgar, you are always satisfied!"

　　Wei Yingluo slowly turned his face: "The emperor is already very vulgar!"

　　Hongli is funny: "Where is my cheesy?"

　　 Wei Yingluo smiled and pointed to the bookshelf.

　　Hongli: "What's wrong?"

　　Wei Yingluo stepped forward and took out a roll of painting. He couldn't help but laugh straight: "This roll of magpie's autumn scenery, the emperor still got it back?"

　　Hongli: "What are you laughing at?"

Wei Yingluo unfolded the picture and pointed to one chapter after another: "One, two, three, four, five... There are more than forty chapters, all of which are ink and seals left by the emperor. Knock one, just like the dog skin plaster seen by the concubine under the flyover, it will not be revealed!"

　　 is not a sage, there is always a little bit of a small bug, but Hongli is an emperor. Others can't say that he is now pointed out by Wei Yingluo, and he is a little embarrassed on his face.

Wei Yingluo didn't seem to see the gloom on Hongli's face, he smiled and lost the painting, and went up to hug his waist: "Emperor, concubine said you are tacky, you will be so flaming! Compare your heart, you say concubine tacky, concubine The concubine is certainly not happy!"

　　 This time, Hongli sneered and turned her face to ignore her.

　　 Feng Shui took turns, replaced by Wei Yingluo to coax him: "Okay, okay, concubine is not angry, the emperor is not angry, okay?"

　　Hongli is not as coaxing as she is: "Fine you for copying the poem a hundred times!"

　　 Ying Luo was shocked: "Emperor, your poems and concubines don't like it at all, so you should be fined to copy Tang poetry."

　　Hongli: "Wei Yingluo!"

Wei Yingluo chuckled, raised his hands, and pinched his earlobes on each side, as if coaxing: "Well, okay, copy the poem, but there is no good inkstone in the concubine's palace, the emperor's black inkstone , Valuable and beautiful, is it good for the concubine?"

　　Hongli took off her hand: "No rules! Wu Jinyan is not known to the world, precious anomalies, I only have one side!"

　　 Her hands were unruly, she was pulled away, and stretched out again, shaking around his arms for a while, holding his neck for a while, and finally shaking Hongli's heart.

　　 "Give it to you, give it to you!" He didn't have a good air, "Don't laugh, come here and finish drawing the orchid!"

　　After finishing speaking, he encircled the person in his arms and taught her to paint again.

　　 "...what is this?"

　　 "The emperor can't see it."

"Say."

　　 "Mantis."

　　 "Wei Yingluo!"

　　 At the door, Desheng and Li Yu looked at each other.

　　 "Master Li." Desheng's eyes were full of incredible, "The minions have been in the palace for so long, and this is the first time they have seen a woman like Ling Ping."

　　Li Yu: "Don't say you haven't seen it, I haven't seen it yet! There are three thousand beautiful ladies in the harem. Everyone is kind and conscientious, and everybody has a lot of obedience.

Desheng peeped a glance inside the room and lowered his voice: "Governor Li, the servant saw it just now, Ling Ping squeezed the emperor's ear, and dared to shoot the dragon head! Oh my god! The servant jumped out of his heart and thought she was the next moment It's about to lose his head!"

Li Yu sighed: "Everyone regards the emperor as the honor of the 95th Five-Year Plan, only she is the one who treats the emperor as an ordinary person! He laughs and swears, all in his heart, when he is not happy, he dare to throw the emperor's face, but the emperor just eats This set! Weird!"

　　 Desheng shook his head: "This makes the maiden girl really scary. She is always stroking the dragon beard! Even if someone else knows the secret of her favor, no one dares to imitate it. If you are not careful, your head will click!"

　　Li Yu laughed aloud and quickly dropped his face: "I'm not going to change tea yet!"