Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

"Who is it? Let go of me. I will give you whatever you want."

His voice was slightly trembling, and if you listen carefully, there was a slight hint of crying. His hands were very strong and he wanted to push the person away.

Hongli was so drugged that he couldn't listen to anything. He only felt that the person on the bed was acting coquettishly towards him.

He was scratching his ears carefully, and his whole body was itching. But the person on the bed kept struggling. Was he not gentle enough?

He tore the gauze on the bed curtain, clamped her arms, wrapped the gauze around her hands several times, and tied a knot at will.

The man in his arms was extremely uncomfortable and sobbed, sobbing and crying, and he didn't know what to say in bits and pieces.

She sounds so nice when she talks, but it would be even more seductive when she screams.

He gently touched the beauty's cheek with his hand and felt the moist tears. Hongli wiped the tears from his cheeks randomly, instinctively driving himself to press against the cold body.

His body felt so... hot, and the woman on the bed was slightly cold, as if a piece of jade could relieve him, and an unknown evil fire started rising in his already hot heart.

Hongli touched the beauty's delicate red lips in his hand. The touch was extremely familiar, as if he had kissed her before.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he couldn't help it anymore, lowered his head and kissed her lightly.

Feeling that the beauty's struggling arms were gradually becoming weak, and the body in his arms was shaking slightly, Hongli restrained himself and comforted him, "Be good, I...can't hear you clearly."

Perhaps his comfort had an effect. The person on the bed suddenly stopped struggling and even catered to his movements, just waiting for him to invade her wantonly.

After more than an hour, the medicine on Hongli's body wore off and he suddenly woke up.

Thinking back on the ridiculous things he had done, it was so dark around him that he couldn't even see the face of the person on the bed.

I forced myself to get out of bed and lit the candle. I looked at the familiar furnishings. It was the Yijing Pavilion. When I opened the red gauze curtain, I could see the back of the person on the bed.

It's... Xiao Yue'er, her body is covered with traces of love. The red gauze wrapped around her arms forms a sharp contrast with her fair skin.

On the jade-like skin, there are traces of kisses and bite marks everywhere.

The black hair was spread loosely on the bed and stuck to her face. Her face was full of tears. She was sleeping soundly on the bed, and her expression was indeed extremely peaceful.

How insane was he to do such a ridiculous thing? The pity in my heart suddenly welled up.

Lowering his eyes, he wished that the woman on the bed was someone he didn't know and could make up for it, but he had hurt the person closest to him.

After a moment of silence, when she heard the movement outside the door, she untied the red gauze wrapped in Xiyue's hand, covered her with the quilt, and walked out slowly.

Fucha Langhua was seen standing outside in extremely thin clothes, and Fulu was kneeling on the ground in loose clothes.

Seeing Hongli's gloomy face, Fucha Langhua felt a little puzzled and spoke carefully.

"Your Majesty, I have neglected my duties and failed to discipline my maids. I felt abdominal pain today and went out twice. Once I returned to Qinghong Hall, I found Fulu's clothes disheveled. I didn't know this until I found out about it. I brought it here and left it to the prince’s disposal.”

Fulu's whole body was trembling, and he knelt on the ground, his eyes filled with tears.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. I was just obsessed for a moment, so I did such a thing. I beg Your Majesty, please forgive me for the sake of the noble concubine."

Hongli felt sick when he saw Fu Lu, and became even more angry when he heard her mention Concubine Xi.

He went to Qinghong Palace and was hit by the attack. Then he looked at Su Lian with anger in his tone.

"Didn't you tell me that the chicken soup to nourish the spirit was specially prepared by Fujin? How come there is medicine mixed in it?"

Su Lian was stunned, how did she know that Fulu would put medicine in the chicken soup.

There was a moment of surprise in my heart. The prince had always liked beauty. In the past, Huang Gege Fujin just mentioned it and the prince was included in the room.

Why can't Fulu do it? Could it be that Fulu did something to the prince in the house?

"I really don't know. After I brought the chicken soup, Eunuch Li from the dining room suddenly came to my servant and said that today's dish was wrong. I hurried to the dining room. When I came back, Wang Qin and Fujin were looking for me. My lord, I really don’t know anything about the affairs of Qinghong Palace.”

Su Lian's face became increasingly grim, and he forced himself to tell the story again.

Hongli's face was as frosty as he said, "No one in Qinghong Palace made any mistakes. Is everything a coincidence?"

It happened that Fu Jin, Lian Xin and Su Lian were not in Qinghong Hall, was it all done by Fu Lu alone? How could such a coincidence happen?

"Wang Qin, why aren't you here? I didn't even see you when I left Qinghong Hall?"

Wang Qin lowered his head and looked at Fujin, knelt on the ground and said, "Your Majesty, this servant is really guilty. When he saw the prince entering the Qinghong Hall, he kept guard outside. Su Lian happened to go out and saw the slave's hard work, so he specially asked someone to give him wine. Come on, I drank a few more sips, but I got a little drunk. After I woke up, I kept looking for the prince until I found Yijing Pavilion."

Hongli couldn't help but sneer, thinking that he was a fool. He looked at Wang Qin coldly, wondering when he had second thoughts.

Fu Lu felt frightened only after realizing it. He raised his head and looked at Fujin with a threatening look. He trembled and rushed to Hongli's feet.

"Your Majesty, if the situation is like this, I can no longer live alone. I just beg Your Majesty not to involve Fujin and the imperial concubine."

Fucha Langhua cursed the disaster in his heart.

She had done this, but the prince did not accept Fu Lu, and Fu Lu did not reflect on it, but instead threatened her and tried to speak.

"Your Majesty, when I entered the house, Fu Lu was naked. Everyone in the house knew that Fu Lu was the prince's woman. Plus, Fu Lu used to serve E Niang..."

"Lang Hua, you are quite virtuous." Hongli glanced sideways at Fucha Lang Hua.

"I don't dare. I am also considering the reputation of the prince."

Hongli no longer looked at Fucha Langya, his eyes seemed to have been tempered by ice, he stepped forward and kicked the man to the ground. Fulu screamed and lay on the ground in a miserable state.

"Since you don't want to live alone, Wang Qin... take him down."

Fu Lu ignored the dragging of Wang Qin and others, knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly, and crawled towards Fu Cha Langya's side, with a few tears welling up in his eyes.

"Fu Jin...you save this slave, it's obviously the slave you taught."

Fucha Langhua's voice suddenly sounded cold, "Take him down quickly, don't get in the eyes of the prince."

Wang Qin blocked Fu Lu's mouth with a veil and took him down, "You all, get out of here."

Hongli listened to what Fu Lu said and looked at Fu Cha Langya thoughtfully, "Fu Jin stays."