The Story of Yanxi Palace: Four Seasons Changchun

The Fucha family is full of nobles. In this generation, because of the empress, they are very favored.When my younger brother Fu Heng got married, he was even more beautiful and beautiful.

The welcoming team was more than 50 meters long, and Fu Heng, who was at the head of the row, rode a hard-earned BMW. It can be said that "the spring breeze is proud of the horseshoe disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day."

The house servants who blew the gongs to clear the way, and the musicians who played the songs, were very happy and lively along the way.When they approached the door, the bearer swayed from side to side, deliberately teasing the bride in the sedan chair, and everyone around him shouted and booed.

Fu Heng got off the horse, took the bow and arrow handed over by the servant, and drew it full, and the people around him applauded.He smiled again, took a few points, and shot the arrow to the top of the sedan chair with perfect precision, then stepped forward to raise the curtain of the sedan chair, and took his bride by his side.

"Yingluo," Fu Heng called softly.

"Huh?" Yingluo asked suspiciously.

"I'm really married to you." Fu Heng couldn't be confident because of this joy, and felt somewhat unreal worries.

"En." Yingluo's voice was calm and gentle, but it gave Fu Heng the power to calm people's hearts.He felt the tenderness in the palm of his hand, and this holding was a lifetime.

"Pray to heaven and earth!" Zan Lilang yelled, a couple of newlyweds bowed to heaven and earth from above, and sued their parents from below, and they became husband and wife.

Changchun Palace.

The queen stood at the gate of the palace, looking into the distance silently, but the heavy palace walls blocked her vision, all she could see was carved railings and jade brickwork, magnificent.

Mingyu stood beside her with his hands in his hands, suddenly felt that the wind dazzled his eyes, and she shed a tear.

"Mingyu, what's wrong?" the queen asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I just feel that the Changchun Palace is strangely deserted." Mingyu wiped her eyes with her sleeve, and became happy again after thinking about it, "It will be lively when the little elder brother is born."

"Mm." The queen responded, stroking her raised belly with her hands, where this lovely life was born. "Mingyu, I want to eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake you made."

"Okay, servant girl will do it now." Mingyu has always had a hot temper, so she hurried to the backyard as she spoke.

Not far away, a group of people was heading towards Changchun Palace against the bitter cold wind.When someone walked in, the little eunuch who guarded the door froze in place, not knowing what to do for a moment.

"Slave Erqing pays respects to the Empress Empress, my empress is blessed with golden peace." Erqing was dressed in a crimson palace attire, supported by a young maid, and performed a blessing.

The empress only responded lightly, "Excuse me."

"Forgive me for being late." Er Qing said and knelt down to apologize.The little maid next to her immediately supported her, "Master, the imperial doctor said that your fetus is unstable, so you can't kneel down."

The queen saw that her belly was still flat, so the moon should not be too old. "Get up. Since I'm pregnant, I've already exempted the palaces from paying their respects. Let's go back."

"Your Majesty, are you still blaming the servant girl?" Er Qing raised her head, wanting to cry.

The queen couldn't bear to look at it, and was about to speak when someone put a cloak on her shoulders and wrapped her in warmth. "Your Majesty, it's windy outside, let's go back." The queen didn't turn her head, but smiled and said yes.The visitor stretched out his hand to support her, looked at Er Qing who was half bent, and said, "Mr. Ying, if you can't kneel, you can go back."

Er Qing's heart broke, and she knelt down directly.

The person who came didn't pay any attention to her, and directly helped the empress to leave.Only the little maid with an aggrieved face was left behind, muttering and complaining.

"Are you well?"

"Thinking of you makes you sick, and there is no cure for medicine and stone."