Fucha Fu Heng turned his face away, and only turned his red ear towards Wei Yingluo. He was three steps away from Wei Yingluo, a distance where he could escape at any time: "Take it."
Wei Yingluo hesitated for a while, then raised her hand to take the medicine bottle in his hand.
Fucha Fu Heng seemed to be relieved, turned around and said, "This medicine is very useful for trauma, so rub it in the morning and evening."
Wei Yingluo cared more about his current attitude than the injury on his body, and looked at him carefully: "Master, why are you avoiding me?"
"..." This question seemed to make Fucha Fu Heng a little embarrassed, and he coughed after a while, "Men can't look directly at women's bodies, you... you put down your sleeves."
Wei Yingluo then remembered that in order to check her injury, she rolled up one of her sleeves to her shoulders, and her entire arm was exposed in front of his eyes. Bai Shengsheng was like a fresh lotus root, growing in the clear water.
Slowly putting down her sleeves, Wei Yingluo said softly, "Okay, you can turn around now."
Fucha Fu Heng just turned around, his face was really thin, he just saw the woman's arm, and he blushed. With a serious and inviolable appearance, he asked her: "Why did you set the curtain on fire today, do you know that if you are not careful, you may burn the noble person and yourself to death?"
"I know it's very dangerous, but in that situation, but in that situation, this is the only way to attract people." Wei Yingluo whispered, "Imagine, if I shouted for help, saying that Concubine Hui was going to kill, Who dares to enter the Yonghe Palace? They are all afraid of bumping into this kind of thing, and they will just pretend that they can't hear it. But the water in the palace is very different. Everyone will come to put out the fire. It is possible to be saved."
Recalling how she looked when she was desperate and helpless and cried out to him for help, Fucha Fu Heng softened his heart, so his tone softened: "If everyone hadn't arrived, what about the imperial concubine breaking in ahead of time?"
Wei Yingluo suddenly looked up at him: "Didn't you come?"
Fucha Fu Heng was stunned when he heard the words.
Even though she was neatly dressed, she didn't show anything that shouldn't be exposed, she didn't smile at him, and she didn't do anything out of the ordinary, yet he wanted to avoid her eyes.
Lest she find herself blushing.
"Master..." Wei Yingluo took a step closer, "are you sick, your face is a little red..."
She stretched out a hand, as if to check the temperature of his forehead.
Fucha Fu Heng hurriedly took a step back.
"Sorry." Wei Yingluo withdrew her hand and smiled apologetically at him, as if noticing that her current behavior was a little inappropriate.
Unable to tell whether he was disappointed or relieved, Fucha Fu Heng said in a low voice, "Be careful next time, don't... don't laugh at women like this again, didn't your mother teach you what a lady is? etiquette?"
Wei Yingluo stopped smiling and said lightly, "I'm not a lady, and I don't have a mother."
Fucha Fu Heng was stunned when he heard the words, and was considering what to say when he heard Wei Yingluo speak again.
"I only have one sister, her name is Wei Yingning." After a pause, Wei Yingluo smiled, "But in the palace, she has another name, called Aman."
Fucha Fu Heng's complexion changed.
"What?" Wei Yingluo stared at the other party, unwilling to let go of the slightest change, "Master, do you know my sister?"
"I don't know." Fucha Fu Heng paused, "The medicine has been delivered, and the guards have something to do. I'll go first."
It is better to say that it is a deserted escape rather than an excuse to leave.
He walked in such a hurry that he didn't notice, until he left, Wei Yingluo stood there and didn't move, holding the medicine bottle tightly with her fingers, looking at him blankly.
"This is a good medicine for wounds. Most people can't get it. Only high-rank military officers have it."
At night, Mammy Zhang came to visit her and brought her a bottle of wound medicine. Although she also asked for it from the imperial doctor, it was a heaven and an earth compared to the bottle of the military officer's special wound medicine on the table. .
Wei Yingluo was lying on the bed, all the clothes on her body had been removed, and her clean back was exposed. The place where she hurt the most was not her arm, but her back—an embarrassing place out of her reach.
She tilted her head and glanced at the jade bottle on the table, Wei Yingluo said lightly, "Fu Cha and Fu Heng gave it, I don't want to use it for the time being."
Hearing the coldness in her words, Mammy Zhang shook her head, while applying medicine for her, she persuaded: "You still doubt him?"
"I saw Fucha Fu Heng today, and he said he didn't know my sister." Wei Yingluo smiled, "But looking at his face, it's not like that at all... ouch."
Mammy Zhang hurriedly let go of her strength and said, "How is it now? It doesn't hurt, right? Hey, everything has to pay attention to a piece of evidence. If there is no evidence, how can you regard him as a murderer?"
"Evidence?" Wei Yingluo's eyes flashed with anger, "Mother, you also know my sister, you should know that with her personality, if you find a precious jade pendant, it will definitely be returned to the owner, but she left the jade pendant. There are only two kinds. Possibly, one is a lover, and the other is an enemy. My elder sister has a loved one, and even if she is ruthlessly abandoned, she will not change her mind easily. Then there is only one possibility, Fu Heng has bullied her!"
"It's your guess again!" Mammy Zhang knew that she was a little stunned, and hurriedly analyzed with her, "Perhaps your sister really picked up the jade pendant by accident, and I don't know who lost it and couldn't return it, or... Fu Heng does know each other. Your sister, but it has nothing to do with her death..."
Wei Yingluo's face was gloomy and uncertain, and after a while, she slowly let out a breath: "Mammy, you said that your sister has lost her innocence, and you insisted on not saying who the other party is. The men in the palace are the imperial guards, except the emperor. The emperor has become a holy favor, there is nothing to say, then only the palace guards are left. My sister is weak in appearance, but strong in her bones. She was insulted for no reason, and she will definitely seek justice. But she didn't dare to say it! She was afraid of hurting her family, Ama and me, who would make her so afraid, only the powerful Fucha Fu Heng!"
She suddenly turned her head and stared at Mammy Zhang, as if she had found the target's bayonet, but also seemed to have found the fire of the lead, she gritted her teeth and said, "He is the noble and precious young master of the Fucha clan, the younger brother of the empress, and even more of the emperor's cronies. How could there be such a scandal, this is the reason why my sister was killed and silenced!"
"Enough is enough..." Mammy Zhang had a terrible headache.
"Mammy, do you dare to say it's impossible?" Wei Yingluo asked back.
Mammy Zhang was speechless for a moment.
If Wei Yingluo was just fooling around, she would still be able to reprimand her severely. The problem is, it is really possible, and with the clue of Yupei, the possibility is still very high.
"...Okay, even if Fu Cha did what Fu Heng did, what do you think?" Mammy Zhang said helplessly, "What can you do?"
"What can I do?" Wei Yingluo sneered, "Of course it's killing people to pay for their lives, and debts to pay!"
Knowing that her temperament is strong, but she didn't expect her to be so strong, Mammy Zhang was taken aback and quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Don't be impulsive! Not for yourself, but also for your sister, think about your sister. Did you work hard to raise you to grow up, is it for you to die?"
Wei Yingluo was stunned, not because of fear of death, but because of the tears flowing in the other's eyes.
I couldn't help but think of the words she sighed before - "No one... will cry for an irrelevant person."
"...You're right." Wei Yingluo bowed her head a little moved and a little ashamed, "I can't die yet."
Since there are still people in this world who care about her, she can't die. She is afraid that if she dies, the other party will become the second her, falling into pain and hatred, and will do anything for revenge.
"Good child, good child..." Mammy Zhang stroked her hair lovingly, "Come on, turn over, Mammy will continue to give you medicine."
Wei Yingluo hummed obediently.
Rough fingers covered with calluses, and the pain medicine that hurts as soon as they are applied, all landed on Wei Yingluo's shoulders.
She gritted her teeth and endured it, even though she was bruised and had better options, but... She never used a drop of the medicine that Fucha Fu Heng sent.