only you are my heaven

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[gl Baihe] Author of "Only You Are My Paradise": He Siqiufeng【End】

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The idea is that in "Story of Yanxi Palace", after the death of Empress Fucha, Yingluo was buried with her and then reborn. After her first rebirth, she protected the empress from the beginning to gradually clarifying her own mind.

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Chapter 1 Only You Are My Paradise (1)

Wei Yingluo heard the death knell when she first entered the palace gate. An ominous chill rose from the soles of her feet. The palpitations she woke up from her sleep last night gave her an urge to run away.

"The queen is dead!"

"The queen is dead!"

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Her eyes turned white, and she shook her head subconsciously: "No, this must be in a dream, it's not real...I'm just away for two days...I won't..."

However it was a nightmare.

The Changchun Palace was completely deserted, and Wei Yingluo knelt before the coffin, tears streaming down her face, obviously her voice and smile were right in front of her eyes, why did she leave?

Empress, didn't you promise that Yingluo would live a good life?

Queen's Empress...

Wei Yingluo pressed her forehead against the coffin, crying uncontrollably.

Mingyu asked, "Wei Yingluo, why did you come back now?"

Yes, I came back late, the empress did not wait for me, are you disappointed?

Then... Empress Empress, Yingluo is here to accompany you...

The emperor's bestowal of death was just in line with her wishes.

Holding the dagger, Yingluo smiled, with a gentle expression on her face, she whispered softly: "Mother, please walk slowly... Yingluo, I'm here to accompany you..."

The dagger stabbed hard, and the blood stained the plain clothes on her body.

In a trance, Wei Yingluo saw the empress standing in front of the jasmine garden as usual, looking back and smiling, everything lost its color.

She said angrily, "Yingluo, you don't follow my palace's order."

Yingluo smiled, and tears of blood fell down: "Mother... Yingluo can't bear you..."

The queen smiled more gently, "Silly Yingluo..."

The boundless darkness engulfed Wei Yingluo?

Some people say: there is light at the end of darkness.

And her light is the Empress Empress.

The strong obsession in her heart dispelled all the darkness.

For the empress...

For the empress...

For the empress...

She heard the death knell again:

"The queen is dead!"

"The queen is dead!"

.........

"Don't!" Yingluo yelled terribly, and woke up abruptly.

"Yingluo, what's the matter with you?" Nanny Zhang put down the needle in her hand and asked.

"It's because the peacock feather thread is lost, I'm afraid the empress will blame me."

"Wei Yingluo is keeping the peacock feather thread, so we can't blame us for the loss."

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There was a lot of noise around, Wei Yingluo slowly came to her senses, and looked around vigilantly: Nanny Zhang, Jixiang, Linglong...

"I'm...in the embroidery workshop?" Yingluo asked.

Jixiang came over and hugged her: "Yingluo, what's wrong with you? Are you worried about the peacock's feather string? Let's think of a way together, and we should be able to remedy it..."

Wei Yingluo thought about it, and asked, "Peacock feather thread? Is it the empress's future?"

Jixiang nodded.

Wei Yingluo burst into tears in an instant, and she laughed happily while shedding tears: "That's great, that's great... that's great..."

The maid in the embroidery workshop looked at her like a madman, but she was the only one who knew why she was crazy.

She ran into the yard, faced the blue sky and white sun, and kowtowed three times: "Thank you, God."

Thank God for letting her live again.Thank God for allowing her to see the empress again.

In this life, she knew what she wanted.

She directly grabbed Linglong's wrist, and sneered: "Give me the peacock feather string, I know you took it."

Both Linglong and the maids of the Xiufang were blown up, Linglong refused to admit it life and death, Zhang Nanny watched coldly, and asked people to search Linglong's parcel and room, and they found the peacock feather thread.

The matter of disposal was handed over to Nanny Zhang, and Wei Yingluo started to work on the empress's court dress, sewing every stitch and thread with her heart, and she wanted to give the best to the empress.

The closer she got to the empress's Qianqiu, Yingluo became more nervous and frightened, fearing that she would not want her, and fearing that she would not be able to control her tears after seeing her.

On the day of Qianqiu, Wei Yingluo stood at the back of the line, and only after the emperor's gift arrived, did she enter the door.

The empress sat in the upper seat, with a smile in her eyes, just staring at her like that, Yingluo's eyes were sore, and she almost burst into tears, but she knew that she couldn't cry, it was not yet time.

"I wish the empress a safe life, and all wishes come true." Wei Yingluo uncovered the yellow silk, and the ordinary clothes sewn with peacock feathers were shining brightly.

Empress Fucha was in a good mood, she raised her eyebrows: "This court dress is well embroidered, did you embroider it?"

"Yes, ma'am."

"Others wish Ben Gong a birthday better than Nanshan, why are your birthday words different?"

Wei Yingluo lowered her head, her voice choked up slightly: "This servant knows that the empress is a blessed person, and no matter how gorgeous the birthday speech is, it can't match one ten-thousandth of the blessing of the empress, so I wish the empress is safe and well, and everything will come true."

Empress Fucha laughed: "I am interested, Erqing, thank you."

After receiving the reward, Wei Yingluo waited outside the Changchun Palace, and she wanted the empress to keep her.

After the empresses of the various palaces dispersed, she knelt in the courtyard of Changchun Palace.

Empress Fucha was a bit tired after a busy day, she heard from Erqing that there was a court lady kneeling outside, so she braced herself up and went out.

"I heard from Erqing that you didn't come in when you gave the gift today, why?"

"Returning to the empress, the slave knows that the empress is deeply favored by the emperor, and the emperor will definitely send someone to give gifts, so the slave wants to take advantage of the emperor's favor to make the empress happy."

The empress laughed and raised her eyebrows: "Oh? Make me happy? Today is my palace's thousand years, and the servants of all palaces are doing things step by step. Why is it different when you come here?"

Wei Yingluo raised her head and said word by word: "Go back to your mother, because this slave wants to serve your mother."

Er Qing's expression changed: "Bold slave!"

Empress Fucha raised her hand to stop her, and asked Yingluo, "The reason."

Wei Yingluo looked at Empress Fucha standing there, and the memories of her previous life flooded her heart. She hurriedly lowered her head and closed her eyes to stop the tears: "Mother, I can't give you a reason yet, but you believe me, I will never If you do anything that is not good for the empress, the slave just wants to protect the empress and guard the empress." After she finished speaking, she pressed her forehead against the bluestone board, "I hope the empress will help the servant."

Empress Fucha was silent for a moment, and said, "Since you want to come, then come."

"Thank you, Madam, for your kindness!" Yingluo wept with joy.

Empress, Yingluo will definitely live up to your trust this time.

After returning, Erqing asked Empress Fucha puzzledly: "Mother, why did you keep this court lady?"

Empress Fucha shook her head, frowning slightly: "I always feel that she has a familiar feeling, as if... we have met before..."

Chapter 2 Only You Are My Paradise (2)

Linglong has been sent to Xinzheku by Nanny Zhang, and Jixiang's crisis has been resolved. Yingluo told Jixiang a few words. In this palace, she will not be able to protect Jixiang for the rest of her life. The result can only depend on Jixiang's fate.