Story of Yanxi Palace

Chapter 182: Ease of action

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Shen Bi is confusing.

The words that came out of her mouth were half true and half false, and until the last moment, you didn't even know which one of her words was true and which one was false.

Fu Heng couldn't tell the truth from what she said, so he simply... didn't believe a word.

"Desheng." Fu Heng hurried outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, "Please report for me, I want to see the emperor!"

Before Desheng could answer, a series of foot bells rang behind Fu Heng.

In the harem, there is almost only one person who makes this kind of sound while walking.

"Master Fucha is in such a hurry, what's the matter?" Shen Bi walked over, with a bright smile on his face, "Bi smiled and walked into the inner courtyard, with a gentle smile: Desheng, please let me know by the way, I also have something to meet with you."

Desheng snorted, turned around and entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Outside the door, Shen Bi tilted her head to look at Fu Heng's face, and smiled sarcastically: "It seems that Mr. Fucha's reason still prevails over his feelings, and even if he sees her dying, he will still be loyal to his master."

Fu Heng turned his back and didn't want to pay attention to her, but the next moment, Shen Bi walked around in front of him, raised his hand, a gardenia ruby earring swayed in front of his eyes, and a little bit of light melted into his pupils.

Shen Bi held the earring and smiled at him: "She agreed."

With just four words, it sounded like lightning and thunder in Fu Heng's ear, causing his scalp to go numb, and his hearing, vision, and even language abilities disappeared in an instant.

The right earring from Wei Yingluo was forced into his hand, and Shen Bi's voice sank: "Fu Cha Fu Heng, you let her down the first time, will you let her down the second time?"

Fu Heng looked down at the earrings in the palm of his hand, as if he was looking at a heart plucked out of his chest, and said nothing for a long time.

"Concubine Rong." The door suddenly opened, Desheng came out, and said to the two, "The emperor said that he has something to do, please go back to Baoyuelou, he is free in the afternoon and will definitely see you. Lord Fucha , please come in."

Fu Heng took a deep look at Shen Bi, turned and entered the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Behind him, Yizhu looked a little uneasy, and asked Shen Bi in a low voice: "Master, will he speak out?"

"Fame, wealth, power and status, he has everything he needs, but he is still unhappy." Shen Bi walked briskly like a deer, the bright sun shone on her face, she smiled comfortably, "Then in this world, he can make him happy. There's just... one person."

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Fu Heng bowed and said, "Your Majesty, the slaves are here for the military report of the Huolan Department."

"I already know about this." Hongli said, "I have sent Hailancha to lead the troops to assist General Zhaohui in quelling the rebellion. What else is there?"

Fu Heng: "Since the emperor has arranged it properly, there is nothing to be done."

Hongli: "Then kneel down."

Hongli looked at Fu Heng's leaving back, thoughtful, and suddenly asked, "Hai Lancha, how is Fu Heng's memory?"

Hailancha: "I will never forget it."

"A person who never forgets, but forgot that he submitted the book last night?" Hongli stroked the memorial on the table. The top one was the military report of the Huolan Department, which was presented to Fu Heng. After thinking for a moment, Hong Li suddenly ordered, "Hai Lancha, there is another important thing, I want you to do it!"

Riding on a flying horse, Hai Lan, who was on horseback, found out the Shenwu Gate and went all the way.

In the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Hongli held the book in one hand and the other behind him, standing beside the Bogu shelf. The book in his hand did not turn a page for a long time, and he seemed a little nervous.

"Your Majesty." Li Yu came in and reported, "Yanxi Palace has hired an imperial physician."

Hongli turned his back to him and said, "When will I let you pay attention to the news of the Yanxi Palace and make an assertion!"

Li Yu: "The slave is convicted."

He stood in the house for a long time, and the book in Hongli's hand still hadn't turned a page.

"...What's the disease?" Hongli asked coldly.

Li Yu came back to her senses and hurriedly replied: "Concubine Ling is a vegetarian all the year round, and she suffered from stomach problems when she ate the wrong meal. The Taiyuan Hospital prescribed a prescription, instructing her to make porridge every day to nourish her stomach and slowly adjust it."

Seeing that there was nothing serious, Hongli finally turned the page of the book in his hand, and said coldly: "The scourge has been left for thousands of years, and I knew she would not die!"

He didn't mention Wei Yingluo anymore, and he didn't go to Yanxi Palace to see her. He didn't seem to care about her anymore.

But he doesn't care, doesn't mean others don't care.

In the Hall of Chengqian, Zhener was reporting the news to her successor: "Niangniang, Concubine Rong went to Yanxi Palace today, but she is gone, Concubine Ling is still alive and well."

After that, I was making tea. The tea was boiling, and the steam was like mist. The mist was like flowers and leaves, birds and fish. There is no need to drink tea. Just looking at it is a kind of enjoyment.

The days to come are still long, and she will have self-knowledge in the future. She can't be attractive with color, so she can only attract Hongli in other places. There are many things to learn for this, and tea art is one of them.

However, in the future, what is to be done now must be done quickly.

"That's it." Then he laughed.

Jane was stunned: "What are you laughing at?"

Afterwards, he smiled and said, "Bengong can use a knife to kill people, so can Concubine Rong."

While Zhener was confused, Yuan Chunwang came in from outside, leaned over and whispered a few words to the follower, and the follower laughed: "Look, it's coming... Yuan Chunwang, do you know what to do?"

"Yes." Yuan Chunwang bowed his head respectfully, "At that time, the slaves will withdraw from the Yanxi Palace's staff to facilitate Concubine Rong's actions."