Story of Yanxi Palace: I will protect the pure white moonlight!

The boy was stunned for a moment, and then he regained his composure, realizing what his young master was asking about.

He shook his head, lowered his eyes and said, "It's not allowed."

"Why not?" Fu Heng squeezed the veil tightly, his eyes were cold, "Father is not ignorant of my sister's situation in the palace. Why doesn't he want me to go on duty in the palace and take care of my sister? Does he still think , relying on that person's heart, my sister can have no worries and fears in the harem, and even continue to give honor and care to the Fucha family?"

"This—" the little boy couldn't speak stupidly, and covered Fu Heng's mouth with his hand anxiously, "Master, be careful, the power of heaven is unpredictable. How can you say that the empress is also His Majesty's first wife, and what you are worried about will not happen." It happened at Fucha's house."

"Enough, who is not a man. Only a woman can understand a man's mind. Although that man is my brother-in-law, he is also the son-in-law of many families. For the sake of the world, he can have a long love for a woman, and he can even Women are unfeeling. Don't overestimate my sister's value in front of him. Our Fucha family does not rely on women's grievances to win favor. I just want to enter the palace and protect my sister from being wronged in the name of guards. That's all. Father and mother don't agree, so I'll go and talk about it myself."

Fu Heng vented his anger in the cold wind, and the sweat on his forehead had long since finished.

He simply threw away the veil, took a robe and put it on, and went to find his father.

Seeing this, the servant who was close to him groaned secretly in his heart, grabbed Fu Heng's sleeve with a bitter face, and refused to let Fu Heng go. "My lord, my lord, can you do me a favor? I'll go, and I'll tell the lord what you mean. Don't hurry up and argue in front of the lord. You forgot the good beating last time." Doesn't your ass hurt?"

It's good not to mention it, but as soon as this was mentioned, Fu Heng froze, and a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes.He shook off Fugui's hand, and said in a bad mood: "Don't bring up the past again. I was accidentally injured, not because I was naughty and my father punished me. Besides, how do you know that I went to my father this time? Want to give me another good beating?"

"Isn't it..." The young servant murmured in his heart, but with a gentle smile on his face, he echoed: "Yes, yes, it's because I worry too much, and I'm afraid that the master will send you back because of the trouble in the court. anger on you."

That's about the same.Fu Heng curled his lips, and finally showed a boyish look, raised his exquisite jaw slightly, and said loudly: "I want to tell him that I have already practiced boxing skills, and I can follow my mother when my mother comes to the palace to see my sister in the middle of the month. My mother entered the palace together and took Yong Lian to fight together. If my father wants to beat me for such a thing, then I will tell my mother and grandmother to go.

"Hey, are you thinking about it? Stop being angry with the old master and want to stand up for the empress?" Fugui still didn't dare to relax his vigilance.Fu Heng's moon-white wide sleeves inlaid with gold were still held tightly in his palm.

Fu Heng raised his eyebrows, and a hint of impatience flashed between his eyebrows. He tugged at his sleeves, "Let go. Don't wrinkle the clothes my sister gave me."

"Don't dare, if you do something stupid, the slave's head will be moved. Master, you just think it's the Queen's empress who picked the slave to you, please be good, don't torment the slave? You asked the old master and the old lady what they meant, and they each gave me a slap in the face, telling me not to encourage you to do dangerous things. The Fucha family is full of loyalty, how many people have been killed for the sake of the Qing Dynasty? They don’t I hope you will take this path. If you stay at home well, when you are old, you will be married with a good marriage, and you will give birth to a few more bloodlines for the Fucha family, isn't that good?" Fugui earnestly said.

Fu Hengjunxiu's face turned pale, and he was silent for a while, "What do you take me for?"

This bastard, Fugui, is so lawless, he is regarded as a continuous descendant of the Fucha family... a pig?

Fugui was stunned, his face flushed, and he hurriedly explained: "...cough, master, don't think about it. I just feel sorry for your strong sense of responsibility and unhappy life, so I use my good wife to persuade you. Even if you don't want to , and don’t deny your excellence and hard work.”

"That's enough, get out of the way. I'll go find my father." Fu Heng didn't bother to pay attention to Fugui's upside-down mouth, and directly pulled the other's hands away, straightened his clothes and walked towards the study.

As he expected, he was taking a bath at the right time, and his father should discuss important matters with his eldest and second brothers in the study.

With windy footsteps, Fu Heng walked around the corridor excitedly and ran to the study.

The moment he raised his hand to knock on the door, he heard a woman sobbing softly inside the room.

Fu Heng's complexion changed, father is so old, what is he doing inside?

"Father—" he pushed the door hard and entered.