only you are my heaven

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Mingyu wanted to say something more, but Erqing persuaded: "Mingyu, don't make the empress angry."

Only then did Mingyu reluctantly agree, and before leaving, she gave Yingluo a glare.

Yingluo said weakly, "Yingluo can't get up to salute the empress."

Empress Fucha sat down by the bed, her voice was gentle: "Do you feel better? What's wrong? My doctor Xuan will diagnose and treat you."

"Go back to your mother, except for the pain in the wound, the servant is fine."

"Ye Tianshi said, you need to rest for a while, you can just concentrate on healing your injuries, and don't worry about the rest." Empress Fucha said softly, but there was a different look in the corner of her eyes.

Yingluo said: "Your Majesty, the servant's injury will heal soon, please rest assured, Your Majesty."

"Well," Empress Fucha nodded, then turned to Erqing and said, "Erqing, why don't you go and see if the food prepared for Yingluo in the dining room is ready?"

Erqing took the order to retreat.

When only Empress Fucha and Yingluo were left in the room, Empress Fucha's aura changed from gentle to unpredictable.

Yingluo sighed, "Is your empress going to interrogate Yingluo?"

"No, you are my savior, and I should treat you well." Empress Fucha's eyes flashed with confusion, she got up and walked to the bed, looked at Yingluo and asked, "Aren't you afraid of death?"

Yingluo looked at Empress Fucha firmly, with a serious expression that was almost pious: "I'm afraid, but I'm more afraid of you getting hurt."

Empress Fucha's heart trembled, and she put her hand on Yingluo's right hand: "Why are you being so nice to me?"

"Because the empress is Yingluo's master, these are what Yingluo should do."

Empress Fucha laughed softly, "Yingluo, has your family ever told you that when you are serious...you are stupid."

Yingluo quickly raised her right hand to cover her face.

"What to do?" Queen Fucha asked.

Yingluo's muffled voice came from under her hands: "Empress Empress, Yingluo hasn't washed and washed for a few days, and she must be extremely ugly now. It's really rude to see your empress like this."

Empress Fucha laughed again, stretched out her hand to take away Yingluo's right hand, leaned closer, her eyebrows raised slightly, and her voice was low: "Who said Yingluo in this palace is ugly? Huh?"

The two were so close that they could hear each other's breathing.

Yingluo's head was blank, she stared blankly at the person in front of her, her heart seemed to be stirred slightly by a feather, itchy and uncomfortable, her throat was thirsty.

"Empress... empress..." Yingluo swallowed.

Empress Fucha also definitely felt that there seemed to be something wrong with this move. She straightened her body and pretended to cough unintentionally: "You have a rest." This is an excuse. Normally, after she said this sentence, Yingluo Yes, and then she can leave, but...

Unexpectedly, the one on the bed didn't make people worry, Yingluo raised her head after struggling and looked at Empress Fucha: "What did your empress want to do to Yingluo just now?"

Empress Fucha didn't come out in one breath, she almost choked herself, she turned her head strong and calm: "I can do it to you..."

"Your Majesty, my servant brought Yingluo some white porridge and light side dishes, and the chicken soup you ordered was also served." Erqing and Zhenzhu came in from outside.

Empress Fucha breathed a sigh of relief quietly, and said, "Pearl, take care of Yingluo and eat well, and go to Bengong if you need anything."

"Yes, ma'am."

Empress Fucha walked out, thinking about Yingluo's question just now, she couldn't help asking herself: What did I want to do to her just now?

Chapter 5 Only You Are My Paradise (5)

Wei Yingluo herself is a person who can't sit still, so when she can get up in bed, she starts to stroll around the palace.In order to take care of her, Empress Fucha didn't arrange chores for her, so she let her accompany her, which made Mingyu dislike Yingluo even more.

"Yingluo, you saved Ben Gong, how do you want Ben Gong to reward you?" Empress Fucha put down her brush and asked.

Yingluo, who was grinding, didn't care at all: "My lady, it's Yingluo's duty to save you, and my lady doesn't need to reward you."

Empress Fucha looked at her small face, and couldn't help but want to squeeze her hand, but due to her status, she had no choice but to give up: "That being said, everyone in the Changchun Palace knows that you were injured to save this palace. If I don't give you a reward, how can they do their best for me in the future."

Yingluo stopped what she was doing and thought about it, then she turned her head and looked at Empress Fucha expectantly: "Can the empress teach Yingluo how to write?"

Empress Fucha didn't say anything, she just tilted her head and looked at Wei Yingluo just like that.

Yingluo thought Empress Fucha was unwilling, so she took a step back and bowed her head in salute: "Your Majesty, don't take it seriously, Yingluo just said it casually..."

"Yingluo, why do you want to learn to write?" Empress Fucha asked.

Yingluo raised her head and looked at her Empress Empress, feeling extremely peaceful in her heart: "Empress Empress, Yingluo feels very at ease when writing by your side."

Empress Fucha slightly tightened her hand holding the brush, "Yingluo, can I ask you something?"

"My lady, please."

"Have you met Bengong before?" Empress Fucha didn't even notice the tremor in her voice.

Yingluo's eyes twitched, and she lowered her head, "Why did your mother say that? Yingluo was born in Baoyi, so how could she have the right to admire the beauty of the empress before?"

"Really?" Empress Fucha lowered her eyes, looking very lonely, she didn't even notice the ink dripping on the rice paper.

There was a moment of silence in the study.

Yingluo struggled for a while, and she chose to be more tactful. There are so many strange people and things in the Forbidden City every day, and she is not alone.

"Your Majesty, Yingluo..." Although she decided to speak, the memory of her past life still made Wei Yingluo's eyes sour.

Yingluo was stunned before she finished speaking, because she saw the woman sitting behind the desk smiling, with three points of happiness, two points of sureness, and five points of happiness.

Yingluo has seen Empress Fucha's smiles many times, but none of them felt so beautiful as this smile at this time. She was unwilling to look away from such a beautiful smile. smiling.

Empress Fucha got up from behind the desk, walked in front of Wei Yingluo, bent down and raised her chin, the smile in her eyes had not yet faded, and her every move was warmed up: "Yingluo, when are you going to go?" Tell me?"

Yingluo raised her chin and looked at the woman in front of her. Something seemed to break out of her heart, but this feeling passed by so quickly that she couldn't grasp it.

"Your Majesty..." Yingluo closed her eyes and opened them again, a tear fell down, "When Yingluo has the courage to face it, I will definitely tell you."

Empress Fucha reached out to pull her up, took out a handkerchief, and wiped the tears on her face with a smile.

However, the girl in front of her cried even more fiercely.

Finally, he hugged her.

"Empress, Yingluo really misses you."

With Empress Fucha's permission, Yingluo began to practice calligraphy again, but in her previous life, her sister's hatred lingered in her heart, which made her ignore a lot of Empress Fucha's kindness. In this life, she only treats the Empress Empress wholeheartedly.

Concubine Chun and Concubine Xian often come to greet Empress Fucha. Yingluo knew something about Concubine Chun in her previous life. She usually likes to hide her thoughts, but she can't hide it in front of Empress Fucha.

One day, after Concubine Chun left, Empress Fucha called Yingluo to her face, "Yingluo, don't you like Concubine Chun?"