MTL - Story of Yanxi Palace-Chapter 22 rumor

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　　 rumors spread not only among the court ladies, but also among the guards.

　　 even reached Fucha Fuheng's ears.

　　 "Qingxi and the maiden?" Fucha Fu Heng frowned, thinking that this must be a mess.

He knew that Qingxi, he was careful and never did anything out of the ordinary. When the guards were not on duty, it was a common thing to spend time, sometimes Fucha Fuheng couldn’t get rid of it and had to accompany his subordinates to drink Drinking wine, but among them, he has never seen the figure of Qing Xi.

　　 said that such a person actually hooked up with the maid, Fucha Fu Heng couldn't help shaking his head and said: "Who did Qingxi get in trouble with, such rumors actually hurt him."

　　 The guard who came to the whistle hurriedly said: "But nobody hurt him, I saw it with my own eyes."

　　 Fucha Fu Heng frowned and asked, "What did you see?"

　　 "We were patrolling the Royal Garden a few days ago, and a very conservative little maid passed by and quietly stuffed something to Qingxi." The guard smiled, "Not only I saw it, but a few others saw it."

　　 Since there are eyewitnesses, I'm afraid it's not a random fabrication.

　　 But the partial hearing was dark. Fucha Fu Heng did not intend to listen to the family. He asked the other party carefully, especially the appearance of the little maid, and finally got up and said, "Okay, let me ask Qingxi."

When he arrived at the guard station, it was Qingxi's break. Several colleagues were beside him, talking about the lady of the palace. Fucha Fu Heng moved his heart, and took his feet back again, hiding in Behind the door, listen to them quietly.

　　 "Hey, Qingxi, okay, you quietly hooked up a pretty little maid!" A bodyguard hooked Qingxi's shoulder and squeezed his eyebrows.

　　 "Always keep your head down, how do you know that drifting is not beautiful!" The other did not agree, "Maybe when you look up, the scum is denser than you."

"Go, it's rare to eat grapes there and say that grapes are sour." The guard hurriedly said, "There are a few girls who can be selected into the palace. Besides, two or eight girls, pick up, pick up, what's so bad! Are you right, Qingxi?"

　　Qingxi was squeezed in the middle by them, looking embarrassed, and could only say hard: "The rules of the ancestors, but we are not allowed to connect with the court lady, I and her..."

"Hey, what do you want me to say!" The guard laughed and patted him on the shoulder, "This kind of thing, the public will not lift it, the officials will not care, the maid will release it sooner or later, if you like it, in the future Accept it! This is Na Fu Qi Hei (Manchu: concubine), not Marry Saligan (Manchu: wife), what are you afraid of!"

　　 Fucha Fu Heng couldn't hear anymore and came out from behind the door with a cold voice: "Qingxi!"

　　 The laughter in the room stopped suddenly. Everyone including Qingxi hurriedly stood up: "Master Fucha..."

In front of Fucha Fu Hengxing to Qingxi, some sad and staring eyes looked at the man who had always been clean and self-sufficient, and slowly said: "The maid and the guards should not be given privately. This is the palace rule. You should know it on the first day you enter the palace! "

　　 Qingxi said his head down.

　　 Fucha Fu Heng took a deep breath and reached out: "Hand over things."

　　 Seeing that Qingxi was still for a while, he increased his tone again: "Give me what the maid gave you, hand it over!"

　　 Qingxi looked at him with a complex look for a moment, and finally sighed slightly, and found something out of his arms, and put it in the palm of his hand.

Everyone thought that it was a chrysanthemum embroidered with a girl’s name, or a sword spike dyed with lip marks, or even a precious hair tress cut from temples, which means "to marry the king and marry the white head in this life." Not separated".

　　 However, when everyone looked at it, everyone saw a stone.

　　A piece of stone that can be seen everywhere in the imperial garden, off-white, without any special features.

　　 The guard who was familiar with Qingxi wanted to help him. He smiled and said, "Send a stone, which means that the concubine's heart is like a stone. Oops, are you rejected? Hahaha!"

　　 had to say that Qingxi's popularity was good. He smiled, and the others laughed, and there was a lot of laughter in the bodyguard. Everyone seemed to want to expose this as a joke.

　　 "Shut up!" Fucha Fu Heng said coldly.

　　 The laughter stopped immediately, and everyone looked carefully at Fucha Fuheng's expression. This made Fucha Fuheng feel funny, and could they think that he was the kind of person who was indiscriminate and came up against people?

　　......Yes, he is!

　　 "Everyone recites the guardianship regulations a hundred times!" Fucha Fu Heng stood up, commanded, "Can't recite, don't use dinner!"

　　 "Ah? Lord Fucha!"

"please do not……"

　　 "Fate!"

　　 There was a piece of sadness in the bodyguard, but Fucha Fuheng was unmoved.

　　 It's all for their good. If you really expose the matter lightly, it is inevitable that they will be lucky. If you do something wrong in the future, you will really do something ugly.

　　 recite a hundred times, the penalties are not serious, and by the way remind everyone.

"Then, who is that maidservant?" On the way out of the guard, Fucha Fuheng couldn't help but open his palm again, looked at the small stone in his palm, and murmured, "And this thing, is it What do you mean? Is it true that concubine is like a stone?"

　　 The movements in the bodyguard say big or small, small or small. Without deliberate concealment, I can't escape the eyes of the caring person.

　　 "Aunt, aunt!" Jinxiu knocked on the door of Aunt Fang's room, with a look of joy, "I found out who the guard is!"

　　 "Oh?" Aunt Fang sat up on the bed, "Who is it?"

"The name is Qi Jiaqingxi, I heard that the two not only gave each other privately, but also exchanged tokens of mutual love..." Fairly embellished and added vinegar to describe the things in the bodyguard, and then said, "I also found out that he every five Once in the Japanese shift, keep the door clean, this day will be the day of the two of them secretly dating!"

"Even the people in the bodyguard know that these two people's affairs are a pinch." Aunt Fang sneered, "You stare at her well, I guess it will take a few days for these two people to make trouble." What a big deal!"

　　Without the instructions of Aunt Fang, Jinxiu will keep an eye on Wei Yingluo.

　　 just stared so tightly, but she didn't catch the scene where Wei Yingluo had an affair with a man. Aunt Fang urged her to report several times, but she could only report some clues.

　　 But are these clues not enough to explain the problem?

　　 "Woo!" In the dining room of the palace, the food had just been served, and Wei Yingluo rushed to the door with his mouth covered, and vomited.

　　 auspicious busy holding the dish of the dish to his nose, sniffing like a small animal for a long time, and then wondering: "It’s not bad, Sister Yingluo, don’t you like eating fish?"

Today's dishes are very good, there are fish and meat, especially a bowl of fish soup per person, the soup is boiled white, the fish meat is almost melted in the soup, even the thorns are soaked in soft, you can drink it in one bite, it is very delicious, lips and teeth Stay fragrant.

　　 Palace ladies can occasionally eat meat, but there are really few opportunities to eat fish, not because fish is more expensive than other meats, but because they are afraid of eating too much and the fish has a fishy smell, which annoys the masters.

　　 Everyone cherishes this rare opportunity, except for Wei Yingluo.

　　 "...Well, I don't like to eat fish very much." Wei Yingluo turned back and grinned auspiciously, "You ate for me."

　　 auspicious self-rejoicing: "Okay, okay, then my beans are for you."

　　 Just as she exchanged dishes for the two, a voice came out from the side: "Is it bad stomach? My sister-in-law was like this when she was pregnant. She wanted to vomit whatever she ate."

　　Wei Yingluo looked stiff, and then looked at the other party: "Last time, Menghui Concubine gave a lot of lotus root powder balls, and accidentally ate too much. Afterwards, if the **** and stomach were not adjusted, it would not be a big deal."

　　Jinxiu smiled and did not speak, but she yelled in her heart——

　　 lotus root powder balls? That is the old Huang Li three months ago, no matter how difficult it is, it will not be reduced to the present!

　　 It's impossible, really...

　　'S splendid gaze swept Wei Yingluo's belly intentionally or unintentionally.