Story of Yanxi Palace: Fu Ying's banner will never fall

Chapter 191 Let go of obsession

Qingyun smiled and nodded: "Yes! Yingluo, how do you know his name? Have you known him for a long time?"

"Not only do I know him, I'm very familiar with him..." Wei Yingluo hesitated. She remembered what Yuan Chunwang had told her about her life experience, and she couldn't help feeling confused and uneasy.

If all this is true, will Yuan Chunwang be able to let go of his hatred in this life?

After all, Wei Yingluo didn't want him to continue to indulge in the pain of the past and repeat the same mistakes.

"That's great! I told you before that you must know my brother! Please help me persuade him." Qingyun blinked and said coquettishly, her eyes full of expectation and trust.

"Okay, then I'll go there." Wei Yingluo thought about it, nodded and agreed.

She decided to go to Chengqian Palace to find Yuan Chunwang first to see if she could help him resolve his worries.

What's more, if Yuan Chunwang, this "time bomb", will not explode again, Wei Yingluo can leave the palace with peace of mind.

However, when she just walked to the gate of Chengqian Palace, she saw Zhen'er looking out the door. Wei Yingluo's heart tightened, and she immediately turned around and left, hurried to the well of Xinzheku.

As expected, Yuan Chunwang leaned aside.

"Brother..." Wei Yingluo called softly, with a hint of concern in her voice.

Yuan Chunwang slowly raised his head and looked at Wei Yingluo, with a complex emotion flashing in his eyes. He seemed to want to explain something, but no sound came out of his throat.

Wei Yingluo walked up slowly and sat gently beside him, her eyes full of concern and comfort.

She understood that at this moment, no matter how many words she said, they would seem powerless and pale, and only silent companionship could give him support.

Time passed minute by minute, and finally, Yuan Chunwang opened his mouth with difficulty, his voice low and hoarse: "I am really ridiculous... I have lived for so many years, but it was not until today that I knew who I really am for the first time."

After he finished speaking, he chuckled twice in a self-deprecating manner. That laughter contained both sarcasm towards himself and seemed to contain ridicule towards the entire world.

Wei Yingluo shook her head gently, a hint of determination flashed in her eyes, and she said softly: "How could that be? Brother, at least you still have relatives now, don't you? Although this may not be the result you expected, at least you are no longer alone."

She was well aware of his inner pain and confusion, and tried to ease his concerns with gentle words.

Wei Yingluo continued, “Brother, I understand the hatred in your heart, but you can’t give up your life because of those bad guys.

We must live on, and live better, to let those who have hurt us see that we will not be easily defeated, nor will we fall into decadence, to satisfy them. "

Yuan Chunwang was silent for a long time, his thoughts tangled like a tangled mess.

Finally, he nodded slowly, indicating that he accepted Wei Yingluo's suggestion.

The obsession in his heart was broken and reshaped again and again. Now, he no longer cares about those ridiculous hatreds and only hopes to find his own life.

"Okay." His answer was simple and firm, as if declaring his determination to fate.

Within a few days, Prince He, upon hearing the news of his mother's death, rushed to the palace in a hurry.

The prince's face was pale, his eyes were red and swollen, and he looked heartbroken.

According to the rules, clan members must pay their respects to the emperor before entering the palace.

But Prince He ignored Li Yu's obstruction and immediately rushed to Concubine Yu's mourning hall.

He threw himself before the coffin, knelt on the ground and wept bitterly, his voice was so sorrowful that it moved everyone. Tears flowed like a spring, soaking his sleeves.

After crying and wailing for most of the day, Prince He's voice gradually became hoarse, but he still kept crying, as if he wanted to pour out all his sorrow.

At this time, Li Yu could not bear it any longer, so he walked over and gently pulled Prince Heqin up, saying in a low voice: "Please accept my condolences, Your Majesty, and follow me to see the Emperor."

Prince He stood up slowly, his eyes bloodshot and his body trembling slightly. He nodded, indicating that he was willing to follow Li Yu to the Yangxin Palace.

Arriving outside the Yangxin Palace, Li Yu said softly to Prince Heqin: "Your Majesty, wait a moment. Let me report to you."

The prince nodded silently and stood outside the palace waiting.

However, after a while, Li Yu came back and told him that the emperor did not want to see him and asked him to kneel outside.

After hearing this, Prince He showed a trace of disappointment and grievance on his face, but he did not dare to say much and just knelt on the ground silently.

Inside the Yangxin Palace, the emperor was so angry that his veins popped out. He slammed the table in anger and shouted, "Ridiculous! He just came back to the capital and he doesn't know the etiquette and goes to the mourning hall first? How can this be? Those censors must punish him to death!"

His eyes were filled with disappointment and anger.

Empress Fucha looked at the emperor worriedly. She walked gently to the emperor, poured a cup of tea, and gently persuaded him: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry too much. Prince He...at the very least, he is a filial person."

The emperor took a deep breath, slowly calmed down, shook his head helplessly, and sighed: "Forget it, let him kneel for a while and think about it carefully."

He turned to look at Empress Fucha, his eyes full of tenderness, and said with a smile: "Our child will be born soon. Yonglian has been asking me to think of a name these days, but I am not satisfied with any of it."

The queen covered her mouth and smiled. Her smile was like the spring sunshine, warm and bright.

She said gently, "Yes, Yonglian seems to be looking forward to his arrival."

The emperor gently stroked the queen's hand, his eyes full of love and happiness. He looked forward to the arrival of a new life and his heart was full of hope and joy.

He said with anticipation on his face: "I am also looking forward to it. Besides, this little guy didn't make you as troubled as Yonglian did. It seems that he is a filial child."

After saying that, he slowly approached the queen, half squatted and lowered his head, put his ear against the queen's belly, listened carefully to the movements inside, with a bright smile on his lips.

Empress Fucha looked at the emperor's actions and couldn't help but feel a little worried. She was about to remind him, "Your Majesty, this is not in accordance with etiquette..."

However, when she raised her head, she met Wei Yingluo's gaze.