only you are my heaven

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Yingluo was about to open her mouth to settle the matter, when she heard Mingyu say like pouring out beans: "Empress, Yingluo said last time that she saw your painting of Luoshen and thought it looked good, so she made a set of exactly the same dress. , and said that if you wear it, you will be more beautiful than the Luoshen in the painting."

……

At this moment, Yingluo just wanted to rush over and gag Mingyu's mouth.

The cloud on Empress Fucha's face seemed to be pushed away by a sunny day, she raised her eyebrows and looked down at Yingluo: "Really?"

Wei Yingluo was so blushing that she didn't dare to lift her face: "Slave...slave..."

Empress Fucha was in a better mood, squatting down to look at Yingluo's iron-like complexion, and said amusedly, "Isn't this palace beautiful without wearing a Luoshen dress?"

"!!!" Luckily, Yingluo was kneeling at this time, if she was standing, she would definitely step back three steps, and open her eyes wide to see if this person is her dignified empress.

"I don't dare!" Yingluo kowtowed quickly.

Empress Fucha stopped teasing her, and said to Mingyu, "If that's the case, then take out the skirt."

Mingyu trotted almost all the way, and brought the skirt to her. Empress Fucha glanced at Yingluo who was still kneeling on the ground, and asked Erqing to wait on her and go in to change.

Yingluo raised her head and took a few deep breaths, and winked at Mingyu, who went away with a comprehension.

Although she was mentally prepared, when Empress Fucha came out again, Yingluo couldn't help but be amazed again: "Madam, Yingluo used to hear the story of you being fat and thin, Yang Yuhuan is charming and charming, Zhao Feiyan is as light as Yan, Yingluo finally saw such a beauty today."

Empress Fucha pointed at her reproachfully: "You remember clearly." Two blushes secretly surfaced on her face.

Once the moment of being flustered by Empress Fucha's sudden actions and words was over, Wei Yingluo became more courageous.

Yingluo said coquettishly, "Ma'am, Yingluo wants to see their dancing posture."

"Yingluo, do you want to see her? Then please empress empress? Before she came out of the court, our empress was amazing and talented in dancing." Mingyu shook and cleaned Empress Fucha's bottom all at once.

For the first time, Empress Fucha had the idea of ​​locking Mingyu's mouth.

"Really?" Yingluo's eyes lit up, blinking at Empress Fucha.

Empress Fucha sighed in her heart, probably she was a little friend in her previous life, so I couldn't bear to reject her in this life.

Sleeves fluttering, waist slim, Empress Fucha dances lightly. While dancing, she looks at Yingluo, and she sees pain in her obsessed eyes. Empress Fucha senses something is wrong, but she can't figure out what will happen. ?

until……

The palace people in front of them all knelt down, and the familiar laughter and applause came from behind, and Empress Fucha's heart turned cold instantly.

Was she being plotted against?

As for the mastermind... Looking at the well-behaved person kneeling on the ground, who else could there be besides her?

While facing the emperor with a smile on her face, she held Wei Yingluo in her heart and asked her:

why?

Empress Fucha and the emperor entered the inner hall, and after a while, the lights went out.

Everything was going according to her plan, but Wei Yingluo found that she couldn't be happy, the place where the dagger was pierced in the previous life was painful, even when she knelt in the snow on the second day of Fu Heng and Er Qing's wedding in the previous life. It's not that hard.

Wei Yingluo covered her heart tightly, Mingyu and Erqing were taken aback, and hurried over to ask, "What's wrong?"

Yingluo waved her hand, "It's okay, I want to sleep now..." After speaking, she staggered back to the bedroom, clutching her heart.

Chapter 11 Only You Are My Paradise (11)

"Where is Yingluo?" The next morning, Erqing was dressing Empress Fucha, and Empress Fucha asked.

Ming Yu, who was setting up breakfast at the side, said, "Yingluo went to the embroidery workshop early in the morning, and said that the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent some good fabrics to the embroidery workshop, and Yingluo went to pick some good-looking ones to make regular clothes for the empress."

"Mmm." Empress Fucha kept her expression undisturbed, sitting upright and looking at herself in the bronze mirror.

"Your Majesty, are you in a bad mood?" Er Qing asked softly with a lively mind.

"No." Empress Fucha replied lightly.

Mingyu smiled happily and said, "Erqing, the emperor rested here last night, how could the empress be unhappy?"

Empress Fucha's eyes darkened: "Mingyu, get out."

Mingyu was stunned, a little at a loss.

"Do you want me to say it a second time? Get out!"

Erqing quickly winked at Mingyu, and Mingyu withdrew aggrievedly.

"Your Majesty..." Er Qing helped Empress Fucha put on her makeup and said, "Who is this?"

Empress Fucha said: "Erqing, I ask you, do you know what happened last night?"

"Last night... Your Majesty was referring to..." Er Qing seemed to understand what Empress Fucha meant.

"Luo Shenqun, dance, and lead the emperor, do you know the step-by-step plan?" Empress Fucha asked sternly.

Er Qing hurriedly knelt down: "Madam, the servant only knows that the Luoshen skirt was not embroidered by Yingluo in a day or two, and the servant doesn't know anything else."

"I really don't know?"

"Your Majesty, the servant has served you for so long, if you are lying, can't your Majesty not tell?" Er Qing looked up at Empress Fucha.

"Okay, I know." Empress Fucha sneered, "Let Mingyu come in."

As soon as Yingluo entered the Changchun Palace, she felt that the atmosphere was not right.

"Yingluo, the empress is waiting for you inside." Pearl said to her, and then gave her a self-seeking look.

Yingluo didn't know, so she entered the inner hall quickly, and saw Empress Fucha sitting on the upper seat, Erqing stood aside to wait, Mingyu knelt there with her head bowed.

"Your Majesty, the servant is back." Yingluo knelt down and said.

Empress Fucha raised her eyelids and looked at Yingluo, feeling resentful in her heart: "Wei Yingluo, you are so courageous! You actually plotted against me."

Yingluo felt uneasy in her heart: "My lady, how dare Yingluo plot against my lady?"

"Don't you dare? Last night I danced in a roselle dress to attract the emperor, wasn't it all part of your plan?" Empress Fucha patted the handrail angrily.

Yingluo wanted to argue, but when she turned her head and saw Mingyu's expression, she knew it was over. Mingyu must have said everything.

Empress Fucha snorted, "Mingyu has already said everything, and you still want to quibble?"

"Your Majesty, please listen to Yingluo's explanation!"

Empress Fucha had no place to vent her anger, so she threw it all on Wei Yingluo: "Explain? Let me guess, what is your explanation? Say it's all for me, so that I can get pregnant with a dragon." Heir, right?"

Wei Yingluo was speechless and could only kowtow: "Your Majesty..."

"But Wei Yingluo, I hate scheming the most in my life! I also hate being schemed by people close to me!" Empress Fucha gritted her teeth: "From now on, you will be Xin Zheku's slave, and the huge Changchun Palace can no longer accommodate you, Wei Yingluo." Yingluo."

Wei Yingluo opened her eyes wide, and looked at Empress Fucha in disbelief: "Mother, are you going to drive Yingluo away?"

No no no no no!!!

Past life memories are not like this!

Wei Yingluo shook her head vigorously, it shouldn't be, the empress of the previous life was not angry, and the empress of the previous life was conspired to have a miscarriage because she went to Xinzheku.

"No!" Wei Yingluo burst into tears as she thought of the sufferings the empress had suffered in the previous life, and she shook her head firmly, "My lord, the slave will not go!"

Empress Fucha was even more angry: "Wei Yingluo, do you want to resist the decree?!"

"Your Majesty, the slave really can't go," Wei Yingluo wiped away the tears, "My Lady, if you want to be angry with the slave, then you can punish the slave with another punishment, even if it's a slap in the face, don't let me The servant is going to Xinzheku, and the servant does not want to leave Changchun Palace."