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Chapter 512: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 45

Qianlong glanced coldly at the palace maids and eunuchs around him. They all lowered their heads, and no one dared to offend the emperor at this time.

In Changchun Palace, Empress Fucha was already ill in bed due to a cold. She was half asleep when she was awakened by a loud noise. Mingyu, her personal maid, hurried forward and whispered, "Your Majesty, are you awake? Did the noise outside disturb your sweet dream?"

The queen weakly propped herself up, her eyebrows slightly frowned: "What happened outside? Such a commotion, how disgraceful!"

Mingyu lowered her voice, with a hint of resentment in her tone: "Your Majesty, it was the Imperial Concubine and Yingluo who had an argument outside Changchun Palace, and the Emperor was also there..."

When the queen heard this, her heart tightened immediately and she struggled to get out of bed: "Quick, help me go out and take a look!"

Mingyu quickly stopped him: "Madam, you are not feeling well, you should take a rest first! Things outside..."

The Queen shook her head, her eyes firm: "As the Queen, how can I sit back and do nothing? What's more, Yingluo is a straightforward child. If she offends the Imperial Concubine, I don't know how much suffering she will have to endure! Quick, help me out!"

Mingyu couldn't persuade the queen, so she had to support her carefully and walk out of the palace step by step.

As soon as she stepped out of the palace gate, she saw Qianlong standing in the courtyard angrily, and in front of him, was kneeling Wei Yingluo. Wei Yingluo had blood on the corner of her mouth and her clothes were messy, but she still held her head up stubbornly and refused to give in.

Next to Qianlong, Er Qing snuggled weakly in his arms, but a hint of pride and viciousness flashed in her eyes.

"Your Majesty..." The Queen spoke weakly, with a hint of trembling in her voice.

When Qianlong saw the queen, his brows furrowed even more tightly, but he soon changed his expression to one of concern, but his tone was indifferent and distant: "Why did the queen come out? It's windy outside, be careful not to catch a cold, I will be worried about you."

The Queen suppressed the bitterness in her heart and said softly, "I heard that the Emperor was here, so I thought of coming to see you. Yingluo has always been impetuous. If she has offended me, please forgive her for my sake."

Qianlong said "hmm" nonchalantly, but his eyes fell on Erqing's hand leaning on her body, as if he didn't hear a word the queen said.

Seeing Qianlong's indifference, the queen felt even more sad, but her years of virtue allowed her to bury this sadness deep in her heart, and she only maintained a decent smile on her face: "Your Majesty, although Yingluo is a little impatient, she is kind-hearted and will never intentionally contradict Your Majesty and the Imperial Concubine."

"Empress, I am not deaf. I just heard this slave curse my and Qing'er's child with my own ears, and she even openly challenged me!"

Qianlong's words were like a cold winter wind, blowing past the Queen's ears and Wei Yingluo's heart. She struggled to get up, but Qianlong stopped her with a look. She had no choice but to kneel on the ground, biting her lips until they turned white, but she stubbornly refused to say another word.

"Your Majesty..." The Queen took a deep breath and tried to keep her tone steady.

"Although Yingluo has an impatient temper, she would never curse the prince. Perhaps there is some misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding?" Qianlong sneered and interrupted the queen.

"Queen, you are too trusting! Aren't there many people in the harem who are sweet-mouthed but treacherous? Look at her, she looks so unruly. How can she show any remorse? She is clearly unrepentant!"

After that, Qianlong no longer paid attention to the queen, but lowered his head and gently said to Erqing in his arms: "Qing'er, you have been wronged. It's all my fault. I didn't protect you and the child well. Don't worry, I will definitely seek justice for you!"

Er Qing's eyes moved as she leaned weakly and helplessly in Qianlong's arms.

"Your Majesty, my concubine..."

The queen wanted to say something else, but Qianlong interrupted her impatiently: "Okay, queen, you are not in good health, so don't worry about these things anymore."

Qianlong's tone was filled with unquestionable majesty, and the queen had to swallow back what she had not yet said. She looked deeply at Yingluo, who was kneeling on the ground, stubbornly refusing to bow her head, her eyes full of worry and helplessness.

"Your Majesty, I just feel that..."

"Rongyin, I have spared Wei Yingluo many times for your sake, but this time..." Qianlong paused here, and his deep gaze swept over Wei Yingluo who was kneeling on the ground, and finally fell on the queen's pale face.

"This time, I will not let you off easily!"

The queen's heart tightened, but she still maintained her dignified demeanor and said softly, "Your Majesty, Yingluo..."

"She dared to curse my prince, she should be killed!"

The queen staggered when she heard this, and her face turned even paler. She reached out to support Mingyu beside her, and managed to stand steady. Her voice was weak but firm: "Your Majesty, although Yingluo is impulsive, she would never do such a vicious thing. There must be a misunderstanding!"

"Someone! Take this slave girl to the Ministry of Punishment. Don't leave her alive!" Qianlong was burning with rage. Every word he said seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, carrying a chilling chill.

The queen was so shocked that she could hardly stand. She knew what the Ministry of Punishment was. It was a place where the living could not enter and the dead could not leave. Qianlong was going to kill Yingluo!

"Your Majesty, this is not possible! Yingluo is still young, and she must have been confused for a moment to say such outrageous things. Please spare her life because she has done nothing wrong in the past! No matter what, you have to give her a lighter sentence for Fu Heng's sake!"

"Send the Queen back to rest!"

The palace maids and eunuchs on both sides suddenly fell silent, and no one dared to offend the emperor at this time.

The Queen's departing figure disappeared at the palace gate, and the heavy atmosphere in the courtyard was like a huge rock pressing on Wei Yingluo's heart.

Every word Qianlong said was like a sharp knife piercing her heart, especially the sentence "no need to leave anyone alive", which pushed her into the bottomless abyss. She knew that this time, she really had no way to escape.

"Ministry of Punishment..." Wei Yingluo muttered to herself, and the eerie and terrifying place appeared in her mind. It was the nightmare of many palace maids and eunuchs. Once they stepped into it, it meant a life worse than death, and there would be no chance of recovery.

She was not afraid of death. In this deep palace, death might be a relief. But she was unwilling to die in such an unclear way, unwilling to let her passion go to waste.

"Fu Heng..." Wei Yingluo whispered the name, feeling mixed emotions.

She didn't know what happened. The man who loved her deeply became extremely cold after she married him.

Even after her injury healed, he still delayed performing the Zhougong ceremony with her.

"Hahaha..." Thinking of this, Wei Yingluo suddenly laughed, and her laughter was full of sadness and despair.

"What are you laughing at?" Er Qing's voice sounded in his ears, with a hint of pride and sarcasm.