only you are my heaven

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On the day of the Double Ninth Banquet, Empress Fucha suffered from severe morning sickness, so Yingluo played tricks and asked the emperor to go to the Empress Dowager to give Empress Fucha a leave of absence, just to avoid Concubine Gao's conspiracy.

Concubine Xian put her right hand lightly on her left shoulder, and smiled lightly: "Your Majesty, please worry, it's just a small injury. After so long, it's almost healed."

"I heard that the scratches heal very slowly. If you feel that the imperial doctor in the imperial hospital is inconvenient, there is also the pure concubine. The pure concubine is a medical girl, and you were injured to save her. She should heal you. , isn't it, Concubine Chun?"

After Concubine Xian was injured, Concubine Chun only visited twice out of friendship, and never visited again. Concubine Chun was upset because of this incident, but now that Empress Fucha said it, she felt even more guilty, and she didn't look at her at all. Concubine Xian: "Sister Concubine Xian, your injury..."

Empress Fucha winked at Concubine Xian, and Concubine Xian smiled calmly: "Sister Chunfei, my back hurts so badly, I'm afraid I need you to help me heal."

Empress Fucha took the opportunity and said, "I think it's feasible. We are all sisters in the harem, and it is right to help each other."

Concubine Chun already sensed Empress Fucha's intentions as the two masters talked to each other, but she didn't dare to say it clearly, so she could only nod in response.

After the two left, Mingyu tilted her head and said strangely: "Your Majesty, what happened to Concubine Chun and Concubine Xian?"

"Huh?" Empress Fucha was surprised, did Mingyu's brain get better?

Mingyu worried: "Isn't Concubine Chun playing tricks on Concubine Xian? To make her wound worse on purpose?"

Empress Fucha supported her forehead and said with a headache, "Mingyu, Mingyu, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? How many months have passed since the Double Ninth Banquet? Concubine Xian's scratch wound has healed up long ago. How can it get worse?"

Mingyu was very aggrieved: "But, it was the empress who said the scratch was slow to heal, and asked Empress Chun to help Empress Xian take a look."

Empress Fucha looked at Mingyu, shook her head slowly, and sighed.

Just as Ming Yu was about to say more, Er Qing came in, saluted first, and said, "Your Majesty, the slave is back."

Empress Fucha said, "How is your family?"

Er Qing smiled and said: "Go back to your mother, everything is fine, Ama and Er Niang are very grateful to your mother for giving this slave this opportunity to visit home."

Empress Fucha helped her up, and said: "This is what this palace should do. Changchun Palace is thanks to you for taking care of it."

Er Qing dodged her eyes for a moment when she got up, and then smiled at Empress Fucha.

Empress Fucha's heart was a little heavy, but she didn't show it on her face. She always knew that Erqing was heavy-hearted. Coupled with the memory of Yingluo's previous life, now she has doubts about Erqing's every move.

After a few days of peace and quiet, the emperor came, and after serving tea, everyone went down.

Empress Fucha asked softly: "Your Majesty, do you have something to say to my concubine?" But she was worried that the Emperor would rest here.

The emperor rubbed his forehead and said in confusion: "Today, Hong Xiao came to propose marriage to me."

Empress Fucha said: "This is a good thing, why does the emperor have such an expression?"

The emperor looked at Empress Fucha with complicated eyes: "Do you know who he has his eyes on?"

Empress Fucha shook her head.

"Er Qing."

Empress Fucha was stunned: "The emperor means that Prince Yi has taken a fancy to Erqing?"

"Exactly," the emperor sighed: "I have never liked Hong Xiao, and Er Qing is the eldest maid in your palace, she has won your heart, if you marry her, I'm afraid you won't want to."

Empress Fucha nodded and said: "Erqing has served in the Changchun Palace for so many years, and she has indeed always abided by her duties and never overstepped in the slightest. The concubine once promised her that if she gets married, she will marry the person she likes."

The emperor suddenly realized: "Empress, what do you mean...Fu Heng? Erqing likes Fu Heng? No wonder she always goes to the guards to find Fu Heng whenever she has anything to do."

Empress Fucha smiled and shook her head: "Your Majesty, if Er Qing liked Fu Heng, my concubine would have told Fu Heng a long time ago, but Er Qing's heart belongs to someone else."

"Not Fu Heng? Who is that?"

"It's Prince He. Er Qing knows that Fu Heng has a good relationship with Prince He, so..."

Before he finished speaking, the emperor over there got up impatiently, "Hong Zhou is my own younger brother, Er Qing is just a slave in a coat, I don't agree!"

Empress Fucha persuaded her kindly: "Erqing's grandfather Laibao is the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice. Take it away, and if the concubine is the guarantor, the emperor bestows a marriage, and if it is said that it will not be too aggrieved and the prince."

The emperor walked back and forth a few times, frowned and said: "Queen, I understand what you mean, but... I just want to ask Hong Zhou what he means, after all, this is Hong Zhou's business. Marry Er Qing to Hong Zhou without paying attention, it will inevitably cause their brothers to be at odds."

Empress Fucha stood up and saluted: "It's my concubine who didn't think carefully, the emperor forgives me."

"Get up, you are also thinking of Er Qing, I understand you, let's talk after I ask the two of them, let's go." The emperor glanced at Empress Fucha and left.

Empress Fucha stood up, breathed a sigh of relief, called Mingyu in, gave Mingyu a few words, and gave Mingyu another thing, Mingyu accepted the thing and nodded.

Chapter 17 Only You Are My Paradise (17)

"Er Qing," Empress Fucha called Er Qing, "come."

Erqing came over according to her words: "Your Majesty, what orders do you have for the slaves?"

Empress Fucha took out a jade pendant and handed it to Erqing: "This is a jade pendant given to me by an expert when I was a child. I kept it in a box and never wore it. You are about to reach your age. It's time for the palace, I don't want to part with you, so I gave you this jade pendant as a thought, and when you leave the palace, I will send you off in a beautiful manner."

Er Qing quickly knelt down, holding the jade pendant with both hands: "Madam, this jade pendant is too precious, Er Qing dare not accept it."

Empress Fucha shook her head, and put the jade pendant in Er Qing's hands: "Compared with gold and silver, this jade pendant is not precious, but it has a deep meaning to my palace, so I gave it to the most important person in my palace."

Er Qing raised her head slowly, with tears in her eyes, she put the jade pendant in her hands, and said affectionately: "Er Qing will never forget your mother's great kindness."

Empress Fucha also had some tears in her eyes, she wiped them away with a handkerchief: "Get up."

After Erqing thanked her and went out, Yingluo on the side snorted unhappily, and Empress Fucha almost couldn't help laughing out loud. She had seen Yingluo's pouting mouth long ago, and her little dissatisfied expression was in the air. She was so cute in her eyes.

Empress Fucha straightened her sleeves in a leisurely manner, and said, "Why does this Palace smell so jealous in Changchun Palace?"

When Yingluo heard this, she immediately expressed her dissatisfaction, and laid her chin on Empress Fucha's lap: "Empress, why did you give Erqing the jade pendant?"

"Huh? What did I give you? Who did you give it to? Do you want to tell me?" Empress Fucha watched the little rabbit fall into the trap.

Yingluo nodded repeatedly: "Naturally."

"Why?" Empress Fucha stared at her and asked.

"Of course..." Yingluo knew that Empress Fucha was teasing her when she saw Empress Fucha's expression, but she liked her playfulness from time to time, "Of course it's because the empress belongs to Yingluo..."

"What's yours?" Empress Fucha leaned closer to Yingluo.

The sudden and approaching familiar fragrance made Wei Yingluo's breathing messy. She gasped for a few short breaths, and whispered against Empress Fucha's lips, "It's Yingluo's wife..."

The rest of the words were swallowed by the two into each other's mouths.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The emperor watched his two younger brothers stare wide open because of a woman's glaring eyes.