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

Yingluo was stunned for a while, then locked her hands back, frowned slightly and said lightly, "Erqing, don't talk nonsense."

She lowered her eyelashes slightly to resist the pain in her heart and said: "It's about your reputation, don't talk about Heli."

Erqing blinked, seeing Yingluo's disbelief, and wanted to say a few more words.

Who would have thought that before he could speak, Fu Heng would come out of the hall and stand at the door and call her softly, "Er Qing."

Although he called her on his lips, he couldn't help but look at Yingluo who had dim eyes.

Seeing Erqing turn her head back, Fu Hengfang paused for a moment before quickly looking back.

Er Qing saw all his little moves, she pursed her lips and smiled and walked to his side, "Fu Heng, let's go."

Fu Heng's eyes dimmed and he nodded hesitantly.

Erqing laughed, "Look, you always say what you don't mean. I even said I don't mind. If you want to find Yingluo, go find Yingluo."

Fu Heng frowned slightly, and fixedly looked at Er Qing who was smiling like a flower in front of her, she didn't look unhappy at all.

"Because I like Mr. Fucha, and Mr. Fucha likes you. I hope you will get married in the end."

The words she said at the beginning seemed to reappear in her ears.

Erqing always wanted to sacrifice herself to fulfill him and Yingluo, knowing that she was just as sad as this, so she shouldn't do anything wrong to her.

Seeing that she was about to walk away with slight footsteps, Fu Heng hurriedly grabbed her arm and said in a low voice: "No, I don't have anything to say to her."

Erqing rubbed her forehead helplessly, and tilted her head to look at him, "You boring gourd, sometimes I really want to open your head to see what the structure is! If you don't explain to Yingluo, the day lily will be cold."

She didn't realize what Fu Heng had misunderstood at all, "It just so happens that I also have someone to look for, and you must have explained it when I come back, and then we will go out of the palace together."

Fu Heng's throat twitched slightly, only when she was about to say something to fulfill the reason he found at random, but saw that she had left his arm and turned to walk outside.

He subconsciously took a few steps forward, but he couldn't help turning his eyes to Yingluo who was sitting alone in the courtyard.

The matter was urgent that day, and before he had time to explain it to Yingluo, the news had already spread to Changchun Palace.

After that, she no longer wanted to care about herself.

With Yingluo's cleverness, she naturally figured out why he wanted to marry Erqing.

But no matter what his reasons are, Yingluo will never forgive him.

He knew it clearly in his heart, but the scene at that time... Er Qing had suffered for Ying Luo, how could he just watch Er Qing's head fall on the back of the criminal who killed the concubine.

The heart has already flown to her body, but the footsteps are as heavy as a thousand catties.

Now it's a done deal, the better Er Qing treats him, the less he can do anything wrong to Er Qing.

"Treat Erqing well, she...will definitely be a good wife." Yingluo restrained her heartache and said softly.

Fu Heng pursed the corners of his lips and looked at her back steadily, forcibly suppressing the surging emotions in his heart, "Okay."

With his mind set, he looked back without hesitation, and stepped out of Changchun Palace.

***

On the other side, Erqing rushed ten thousand times, and finally arrived at Xinzheku before Yuan Chunwang delivered the drum cart.

When she came, Yuan Chunwang was carrying Gong Tong to the car when he heard soft footsteps coming from the door.

He frowned coldly and raised his eyes to look over, when his sight touched Er Qing who was holding on to the door frame and panting, the coldness in his eyes suddenly melted.

"So, I finally came here before you went out." Er Qing patted her chest that kept rising and falling due to shortness of breath.

Although the routes for transporting the Gongtong are normal, the palace roads are probably not as convenient as speaking in the Gongtongyuan.

Yuan Chunwang was a little surprised, but his heart was filled with joy.

He knew that Erqing would enter the palace today, and he didn't expect that she would come to him...but she did.

He couldn't help but wonder if she also had a place for him in her heart.

When touching the luxurious dress on her body, this emotion suddenly faded, and the bitterness kept spreading from the bottom of my heart.

Now she is the aloof young lady of the Fucha Mansion, but she is the most humble slave in Xinzheku.

Yuan Chunwang pursed his lips and said coldly, "This is not the place you should come."

Erqing calmed down and breathed well, stepped into the yard, and Yuan Chunwang's mood changed inexplicably, "I'm here to find you."

Seeing her stepping in, Yuan Chunwang feared that she would get tainted by the filth of the barrel, and hurriedly said loudly: "Don't come in."

Erqing paused and glanced at the nervous Yuan Chunwang, silently rolled her eyes and quickened her pace to walk to his side.

Seeing that he was not in the right mood, she hurriedly asked, "Are you angry?"

"Stay away from me."

Be careful to dirty you, Yuan Chunwang swallowed the following words, but his movements became more and more careful.

He said stiffly, "I have nothing to be angry about."

"After all, it's because I left you in Xinzheku." Er Qing helped to lift a bucket to put on the car.

Yuan Chunwang's tense nerves were broken in an instant, and he hurriedly snatched the Gong bucket from her hand and put it aside, shouting in a low voice: "You have a different status now, why do you have to do these jobs? Do you know that this will get you Dirty your dress and stain your body with an unpleasant smell."

The author has something to say: Probably because Fu Heng has Ying Luo in his heart, it is more difficult to write the CP between him and Er Qing, but it is much easier for Brother Gong Tong.

This chapter is a bit short.Make up for it in the next chapter!