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Chapter 513: Story of Yanxi Palace Er Qing 46

Wei Yingluo raised her head and looked coldly at the woman in front of her. At this moment, Er Qing was wearing gorgeous clothes and a phoenix hairpin on her head. Her every frown and smile revealed the attitude of a winner.

"Of course I am laughing at the foolish emperor, who was played around by this woman, but he didn't expect that she was with another man...ah!"

Qianlong kicked Wei Yingluo in the chest, knocking her to the ground.

Qianlong used all his strength in this kick. Wei Yingluo was weak to begin with, so she couldn't stand such treatment. She flew out like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily on the bluestone slab. Severe pain came from her chest, and she couldn't help coughing up blood, staining the ground beneath her red, which was shocking.

"Bitch! How dare you?!" Qianlong was furious. He pointed at Wei Yingluo's nose and trembled with anger.

Wei Yingluo felt a sharp pain in her chest and a sweet taste in her throat, but she stubbornly supported herself on the ground with her hands, refusing to show weakness. She looked up and met Qianlong's angry eyes, and a sad smile appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Your Majesty, you are really a noble person who forgets things easily. Everyone in the harem knows that Erqing is the one..."

"Shut up!" Qianlong interrupted her harshly, his handsome face full of gloom.

Wei Yingluo's words were like a red-hot knife, stabbing deeply into Qianlong's heart.

He knew very well that he had been deceiving himself all along. Er Qing approached him and became his person, and every step she took was for revenge.

But he doesn't care.

He doted on Er Qing, gave her supreme honor and power, and even ignored the Queen and everyone in the harem just to make her smile.

"Your Majesty... don't listen to Yingluo's nonsense. My feelings for you are evident to all!" Er Qing looked at Qianlong pitifully with tears in her eyes.

As she spoke, she was about to kneel down, but Qianlong held her back.

"Qing'er, there is no need to say more. I believe you." Qianlong looked at Erqing gently, his eyes full of pampering.

Wei Yingluo looked at the scene in front of her and found it extremely ironic.

Once upon a time, Fu Heng looked at her so tenderly and made countless promises to her.

But in the end, it all came to nothing.

"Your Majesty, do you really believe her?" Wei Yingluo smiled bitterly, the blood at the corner of her mouth looked particularly shocking.

"You really don't know what kind of person she is?"

"How outrageous!" Qianlong shouted angrily, strode up to Wei Yingluo and looked down at her.

"Who do you think you are, how dare you talk to me like that?!"

"I..." Wei Yingluo wanted to say something, but Qianlong grabbed her neck.

"I have been tolerant of you again and again because you once served the Queen. However, you don't know what's good for you and challenge my bottom line time and time again!" Qianlong's fingers tightened, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Today, I will grant your wish! Take her away and don't let the Imperial Concubine dirty her eyes."

Wei Yingluo was held by two sturdy eunuchs, holding her arms and dragging along. She could hardly feel the pain and just numbly let them do whatever they wanted. Blood kept pouring out from the corners of her mouth, staining her white clothes and the smooth bluestone road red, winding out a shocking bloody road.

She saw him.

Fu Heng, the man who once made a vow to her, was standing not far away at this moment, looking at her with complicated eyes, but without any intention of coming forward.

In the end, he chose power, chose the Fucha family, and chose to protect himself.

Wei Yingluo smiled miserably, her laughter full of self-mockery and despair.

"Fu Heng, did you see that? This is the woman you want to protect!" Her voice was hoarse and weak, but every word was like a knife, piercing Fu Heng's heart.

Fu Heng's body shook violently, and he subconsciously wanted to move forward, but was stopped by Hailancha beside him.

"You can't go. The emperor is very angry. If you go, you will only add fuel to the fire!" Hailancha advised in a low voice.

Fu Heng closed his eyes in pain, allowing the heart-wrenching scene to be deeply imprinted in his mind.

He knew very well that Qianlong's favor for Erqing had reached an outrageous level, but he just couldn't control himself.

"Fu Heng, you are such a coward!" Wei Yingluo's voice became increasingly distant, but like a curse, it echoed in his ears over and over again.

Yes, he is a coward!

He can't even protect the woman he once loved, so what right does he have to talk about love?

Fu Heng weakly loosened his clenched fists, allowing the boundless regret and self-blame to consume him.

"Fu Heng..." Hailancha looked at him worriedly, but didn't know what to say to comfort him.

Fu Heng took a deep breath, tried hard to suppress the pain in his heart, turned around and left, his back looking bleak and lonely.

Wei Yingluo was thrown into the Ministry of Punishment, a place specially used to punish palace maids who made mistakes. It was dark and damp, with no sunlight all year round.

She curled up in a cold corner, her body trembling slightly due to the pain, but her consciousness became increasingly blurred.

In a daze, she seemed to have returned to that carefree time. At that time, she was still that innocent girl. Although her life was hard, it was also full of happiness.

The Ministry of Punishment was cold and damp, never seeing sunlight all year round, and the smell of mold and blood mixed together, making people sick. Wei Yingluo's consciousness floated in the darkness, and the pain followed her like a shadow, gnawing at her remaining will.

"Wake up!" A hoarse voice exploded in her ears, accompanied by a sharp pain. Wei Yingluo was awakened by a basin of cold water. The biting cold made her shiver.

"Oh, you're still pretty tough." A bloated nanny with a face full of flesh and a whip soaked in salt water in her hand was looking Wei Yingluo up and down.

"Wei Yingluo, do you admit your guilt?"

Wei Yingluo struggled to raise her head, her vision was blurry, she could vaguely recognize it was the managing nanny of the Ministry of Punishment, Nanny Liu, who was a notoriously ruthless character, and the palace maids who had passed through her hands rarely walked out intact.

"You are committing a crime of insubordination and offending the imperial concubine. You have no sense of propriety." Nanny Liu sneered and lashed Wei Yingluo hard with the whip in her hand. Her skin was torn and blood seeped through her thin clothes.

"The emperor's words are golden, and the imperial concubine is kind and generous. How can a lowly maid like you have any say in this?" Every time Madam Liu said something, the whip would fall, as if she wanted to vent all her anger on Wei Yingluo.

Wei Yingluo bit her lips tightly to prevent herself from making any sound. Beads of sweat mixed with blood rolled down her forehead. The severe pain made her eyes go black, but a stubborn flame ignited in her heart. She was not wrong, so why should she admit it?

"You're still so stubborn. It seems like you won't cry until you see the coffin!" When Madam Liu saw that Wei Yingluo didn't say a word, she became even more furious, "Give me the torture!"