The Story of Yanxi Palace: Four Seasons Changchun

The young girl was dressed in a pink riding outfit, her top was a snow-white horse, and her gestures were naturally elegant and unrestrained.

"Miss! Master let you go home!" The servant girl trotted to the side of the arena, her voice came from afar through the turbulent crowd.

Rong Yin heard her maid's call, whipped the whip, and rode over.But I saw a ball flying out of nowhere, and it was about to fly past the side of the horse.Rong Yin bent down, made a difficult movement with excellent flexibility, raised the cue, directly intercepted the ball and flew towards the nearest Merry Eye, scoring!

The whole audience cheered, and the ladies from all families threw their sachets and handkerchiefs onto the field, and all of a sudden, their eyes were full of beauty, so bright.

"Miss, miss!" The servant girl finally found her master, and hurriedly led her young master back to the mansion.

Rong Yin walked through the long corridor and came to the main hall.I saw Ama sitting in the hall in a stone blue official uniform, with a bright yellow scroll hanging on the table. "Ama, Erniang." Rong Yin stepped forward and said a blessing.

"Rongyin, the emperor wants to choose Fujin for all the elder brothers. You are the daughter of the Fucha family and the candidate appointed by the emperor." Li Rongbao's tone was irrefutable seriousness, but when he lost his mind for a moment when he faced his daughter When he saw Cai's eyes, he looked a little wildly in the wrong direction.

"Yes." Rong Yin didn't say much, it was her birth responsibility and her honor as a son and daughter of the Fucha family.She bowed respectfully, and this bow was her fate for the rest of her life.

Bai Luo opened his eyes. If he had come earlier, if he had moved the time forward, would it be different?But she quickly denied herself, she knew very well that she could not change the course of history, and time would not give her such a chance.

Qingyu sensed the change in her breath and looked at her with some concern.Bai Luo shook his head, indicating that he was fine, and settled down again.

In the bedroom, Mingyu was muttering indignantly: "I heard that the emperor went to Chuxiu Palace again yesterday, and seeing that arrogance, it seems that she is the one who is pregnant with the son."

"Mingyu!" Yingluo stopped her in a low voice, but Mingyu still looked unhappy and stood aside sullenly.

"Mingyu, the most important thing right now is that the empress can give birth to my little brother safely. As for the rest, it doesn't matter." Er Qing said unhurriedly, and the work in hand was not lost at all.

"Fucha's guards are here." The little palace maid who reported the letter looked happy, and Mingyu immediately went out to greet her, her face was full of spring breeze, and her face changed more than turning the pages of a book.Erqing also put down the work in her hands, and unknowingly straightened her clothes.

On the contrary, Yingluo didn't take it seriously, and went in to report to the empress. "Your Majesty, Fucha's guards are here." Yingluo walked to the couch, and the queen was leaning on the soft pillow to read a book. Hearing this, she was about to get up, and Yingluo hurried forward to help her.

Fu Heng entered the inner hall, stood in the lower seat, and bowed his hands, "All blessings, Empress."

The queen smiled and waved him to sit beside him, but Fu Heng seemed to have something to say. "What's the matter?" asked the Queen.

"Ma'am, Ama wants me to make an engagement for me." Fu Heng said.

"That's very good. The girl from which family you like, I will give you a marriage." The queen said with a smile, her own brother has reached the age of marrying a wife and having children, which is very good.

"Your Majesty," Fu Heng paused, looked at Yingluo who was standing beside him, and then at the palace servants around him, feeling a little hesitant.

"Retire." The queen waved back the palace man and looked at her younger brother with some doubts.

"Sister, I want to marry Wei Yingluo." Fu Heng said word by word, cherishing and decisive.