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

Chapter 156: Changchun Palace

After hearing what the emperor said, Concubine Chun was immediately surprised and said, "Really? That's great!"

She excitedly grabbed the emperor's hand, her eyes full of anticipation.

The emperor smiled and patted Concubine Chun's hand gently, "Of course it's true. My word is as good as gold."

Concubine Chun smiled even brighter, "I am honored. Your Majesty should be careful not to be too busy with government affairs tomorrow."

The emperor nodded and said, "Don't worry, I will make arrangements."

The emperor picked up the teacup beside him, took a sip of tea, and said slowly, "But speaking of Fu Heng, what did the queen say about those ladies today? Is there anyone she likes?"

Concubine Chun's eyes flickered again. When she heard Fu Heng's name, a trace of panic flashed across her face for a moment, but it was quickly concealed.

The emperor keenly noticed this change. He frowned slightly and looked at Concubine Chun thoughtfully.

However, Concubine Chun soon put on a frustrated expression and said hesitantly, "I have failed to live up to your trust. The Queen told me that 'this matter will not be changed'. I am afraid that..."

After hearing this, the emperor's face became gloomy and he kept tapping the table with his hands, making a crisp sound.

After a moment's silence, he finally spoke: "Forget it, let's talk about this later." There was a hint of helplessness and disappointment in his voice.

Despite this, the emperor could not calm down. The scene of Wei Yingluo performing "magic tricks" at his birthday banquet kept appearing in his mind.

Her agile figure and sly smile made him feel a little upset involuntarily.

And now, Concubine Chun's words made him realize that breaking off the engagement might not be as simple as he had imagined.

Concubine Chun nodded respectfully. Seeing that the emperor was unhappy, she turned around and called the wet nurse and brought Yongrong to the emperor.

The baby in the cradle waved his little hands and babbled for a hug.

Concubine Chun smiled gently and said, "Yongrong is very close to the emperor now. The first thing he does when he opens his eyes every day is to look for you everywhere."

The emperor did not pick up Yongrong, but just reached out and gently scratched his nose, his eyes so gentle that it seemed as if they could squeeze water out of them.

The emperor looked at the lovely child and gradually felt relieved. He gently teased Yongrong, and the little guy laughed even more happily.

However, there seems to be a hint of sadness hidden in this gentleness, which is elusive.

Concubine Chun was keenly aware of the emperor's strangeness, but she did not dare to ask rashly. She could only silently observe the emperor's every move.

After a while, the emperor seemed to fall into deep thought, with an unspeakable sadness on his face.

Concubine Chun couldn't help feeling confused and worried, wondering why the emperor was so depressed.

Concubine Chun knew that it was not appropriate to ask more questions at this time, so she signaled the nurse to take the child away, and cautiously asked: "Your Majesty, I composed a new song yesterday. Would Your Majesty like to listen to it?"

The emperor nodded reluctantly to show his agreement.

The two sat in front of the zither and began to play the new song. The melodious sound of the zither echoed in the room, and the emperor listened quietly, with a trace of nostalgia in his eyes.

As time went by, they drank a few more bottles of wine together, and the alcohol gradually took over their hearts, making them feel relaxed.

Concubine Chun's cheeks were slightly red from the alcohol, making her look particularly charming. She gently leaned her soft body against the emperor's arms and whispered softly, "Your Majesty..."

Her voice was as gentle as the spring breeze, carrying endless tenderness and sweetness.

However, at this moment, the emperor actually gently pushed her away, with a look of determination in his eyes.

He stood up, his steps slightly staggering, and said in a deep voice: "...I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, you should go to bed first."

After saying this, he turned and left, leaving Concubine Chun alone, her face filled with shock and loss.

Looking at the emperor's receding back, Concubine Chun was filled with doubts and uneasiness. She didn't understand why the emperor left so suddenly, and she didn't know if she had done anything wrong.

Yu Hu, who was standing by, looked at Concubine Chun's bewildered expression and asked curiously, "Your Majesty, what happened to the Emperor today? He looks like he has a lot on his mind."

Concubine Chun shook her head and smiled bitterly, "I don't know either. Perhaps it's because too many things have happened recently, and the emperor is exhausted."

Seeing that the relationship between the emperor and the empress was indifferent, and Concubine Chun had a tendency to "dominate the whole family", Wei Yingluo felt that this could not go on.

So she summoned everyone in Changchun Palace to plan and organize things for Empress Fucha.

Night falls.

Many palace maids and eunuchs hurriedly ran in one direction and almost collided with the emperor's carriage.

"What are you doing? What are you doing?" Li Yu was standing in front of the imperial carriage, and he said to the palace maids and eunuchs who were almost bumping into the imperial carriage, "Don't you know the rules? What kind of place is this? How can you behave so recklessly?"

Before this, the sky was dark and everyone only held a lantern in their hands. They were like fireflies, chasing after the light in groups.

It was not until this moment that they saw clearly what they had collided with and who they had collided with. They were so scared that their faces turned pale and they knelt on the ground, shouting that their slaves deserved to die.

"Ask them what they are doing." The emperor leaned against the imperial carriage, supporting his head with one hand, "Why are they all running towards the Changchun Palace?"

"Tell me!" Li Yu asked sharply, "What's going on?"

Everyone looked at each other in astonishment, completely unaware of what had happened.

At this time, a palace maid bravely reported back: "Li Zongguan, I heard that when the fireworks were set off, a starlight fell into Changchun Palace, and now everyone in the palace has gone to see the fairy!"

Li Yu couldn't help but chuckle when he heard this, and said sarcastically: "How foolish! In my opinion, it's not that there are fairies descending to the earth, but that you people are blind and confused!"

At this moment, the emperor suddenly called out, "Li Yu."

Li Yu quickly responded: "What does the emperor want?"

The emperor said softly: "Change the route to Changchun Palace."

"Ah?" Li Yu was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting the emperor to suddenly change his itinerary.

But he quickly came to his senses and immediately ordered the palace attendants: "Did you hear me? Change the route, change the route to Changchun Palace!"

As Li Yu's order was announced, the imperial carriage, which was originally scheduled to go to Zhongcui Palace to accompany Concubine Chun, immediately changed its route and headed towards Changchun Palace.

The emperor sat in the imperial carriage, tapping his fingers lightly on the armrest, secretly pondering his decision in his heart.