The young master who wears the book, please have mercy [Story of Yanxi Palace]

Fu Heng's words were full of unreasonable hostility, Er Qing was stunned for a while, and slightly frowned slightly annoyed, and then relaxed again.

She knew how to provoke Fu Heng successfully, she said loudly: "Young master is worrying too much, how could I do something that is not good for Yingluo."

Sure enough, Fu Hengqingjun's cheeks were stained with anger, "Who gave you the courage to call me like that?"

Erqing smiled slightly, and repeated Yingluo's words that day.

"The empress is my master, and Fucha's bodyguard is the empress's brother, so he is my young master."

She turned her head to look at Fu Heng, with a little slyness on her calm face, she raised her chin slightly and said in a low voice, "Why? Yingluo can scream, but I, Erqing, can't?"

Fu Heng hated her complacent appearance very much, it was exactly the same as the expression she showed after exposing her hypocritical face that day.

Thinking of all the things she had done in her previous life, she couldn't help feeling angry and stepped closer, grabbed her by the neck and pinned her down on the red wall of the corridor.

He said ruthlessly in her ear: "You are not worthy of calling me like this together with Yingluo. Xita Laerqing, I warn you, if you let me hear it again, you should know what will happen to you."

Fu Heng was so close to her that Er Qing could even smell his faint scent.

It's neither like saponin nor incense, but it smells indescribably good.

It is clear that the two are in a confrontational situation now, but Er Qing couldn't help but blushed slightly.

She didn't know why Fu Heng was so against her, and she didn't know what he was annoyed about now.

He has always been a gentle and elegant gentleman, even if he doesn't like her using Yingluo's special title, he will definitely not treat her like this.

Fu Heng fell into painful memories, Ying Luo's renunciation, his sister's death, and Er Qing's arrogance all rushed into his heart, and he couldn't help but strengthen his hands.

The shackles around her neck became tighter and tighter, Er Qing raised her hand and tried to break Fu Heng's hand away, but she was thin and weak like an ant in Fu Heng's eyes, no matter how hard she struggled, the hand around her neck remained motionless.

The air was slowly withdrawn from her lungs, and she gradually had difficulty breathing. She blushed and grabbed Fu Heng's hand while saying, "Fu Heng, are you crazy? Let go!"

Fu Heng's eyebrows were tightened, his deep eyes were full of painful struggles, and he seemed to have never heard Er Qing's words.

Tears welled up in Erqing's delicate phoenix eyes, her head was a little numb, and everything in front of her eyes gradually became blurred.

Is she... dying?

At this moment, Mingyu's clear voice came from the Changchun Palace, "Have you seen Er Qing, Hu Po, it's time to release the key, why isn't she in the Changchun Palace?"

The voice pierced through the layers of fog and woke up Fu Heng who was in a painful nightmare.

When he came back to his senses, Er Qing in front of him opened and closed Danfeng's eyes slightly, almost fainting.

Fu Heng hurriedly let go of her hand, and Er Qing slumped on the ground limply.

She propped her elbows on the ground, gasping for breath as if she had been reborn. After her breath stabilized, she stood up slowly while leaning on the red wall beside her.

Resisting the dull pain in her throat, Er Qing raised her chin slightly and looked directly at Fu Heng, and said in a hoarse voice: "Er Qing didn't know what she did wrong to be punished by the Fucha guards, even if I really did it Whatever is wrong, Fucha's guards, don't forget that I belong to the empress. Even if you are the empress's biological younger brother, you shouldn't act like this."

Although she was slightly angry, she still remained calm and calm, and her eyes still had a little moisture from the pain just now.

Fu Heng couldn't help feeling a little ashamed, even though Erqing made a lot of mistakes in the future, she is still a personal lady who will do her best for the empress, and he should never attribute future sins to the present. she.

Just seeing her, his heart will be filled with anger.

But now shame and anger exist at the same time, looking at the red circle on her fair neck and the stubborn eyes still shining with tears, Fu Heng felt a feeling that he didn't even know.

He pressed his thin lips lightly, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

But Er Qing didn't care about his next answer, she raised her plain hand and pushed Fu Heng away who was standing in front of her, and walked towards the Changchun Palace with some staggering.

When she reached the entrance of the hall, she stopped in her footsteps, suppressed her anger and looked sideways at Fu Heng under the moonlight.

"Since Fucha guards don't like you so much, I'll call you Master."

Erqing paused, "That's really unfortunate, I'm born rebellious, and I like to do things that others don't like."

After she finished speaking, she stepped into the Changchun Palace without hesitation. Fu Heng looked at her slender back, with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

In his opinion, Erqing is good at disguising, but underneath her gentle face is a poisonous heart.

In her previous life, she had perfectly concealed her ambition and viciousness, and it wasn't until her marriage that she was a maid was completely exposed.

However, Er Qing in this life shed her gentle skin early in the morning, and her indifferent attitude made him unpredictable.

"Sister Erqing, what's wrong with your neck? Is it injured, do you need to call the imperial doctor for diagnosis and treatment?" The sharp-eyed Amber glanced at the red mark on Erqing's neck, and asked softly worriedly.

When the slaves in the palace got sick, they mostly endured it abruptly. If they could not survive, they would be thrown into Yongxiang. If they died, they could only be covered with a roll of mats and left the palace.

But Erqing is different, she is the empress's most favored lady-in-waiting, her grandfather is also a minister of the Ministry of punishment and minister of state affairs, and even an academician of the imperial hospital will give her three points of favor.

Er Qing gave her a gentle smile, "It's okay, just now I accidentally spilled rouge on my hand, and I didn't notice it on my neck, so I made you a false alarm for me."

Amber had a pure heart, and without any doubt, she smiled and said, "Sister Erqing is not injured, so I am relieved."

Erqing returned to the room and stood in front of the mirror, looking at the extremely scary red mark on her neck.

How could Fu Heng treat her so rudely? He is definitely not like the gentle and jade-like gentleman in the book.

Erqing frowned again, no.

He was obviously decent and courteous to other people, but why did he warn and threaten her as soon as he got here.

Erqing thought about it carefully, she didn't do anything to provoke Fu Heng.

She shook her head and didn't think about it anymore. Unlike Erqing in the book, she didn't want to get involved in the relationship between Fu Heng and Yingluo.

Fu Heng is good at everything, but unfortunately he doesn't like her.

A twisted melon is not sweet, so she doesn't want to be that villain.

As long as she successfully prevents Yingluo from taking revenge, and then allows Yingluo to marry into the Fucha Mansion smoothly, she can avoid the end of marrying a man who does not have her in her heart.

Wouldn't it be comfortable and fun to wait until the age of 25 to be released from the palace, to receive a generous dowry from the queen, and then to find a good husband by myself!

The author has something to say: Fu Heng [smiling]: With me here, you want to find another good husband, but there is none.

I haven't had time to watch the updated version of the drama in the past two days. I only saw the screenshots of Yingluo expressing her heart on Weibo.

Oh my god, I can't bear to change Erqing and Fu Heng's CP for that pitiful look.

However I updated it anyway.

I, a fickle and cruel woman.Cold.jpg

Who told me that I couldn't hold Wei Jie's character design, otherwise I would write Ying Luo and Fu Heng's candy.