Rumors are circulating not only among palace maids, but also among guards.

It even reached Fucha Fuheng's ears.

"Qingxi and the palace maid?" Fu Cha Fuheng frowned, feeling that there must be something wrong with this matter.

He knew that Qingxi, who was cautious and never did anything out of the ordinary. When the guards were not on duty, it was common to spend money on the go. Sometimes Fucha Fuheng could not refuse and had to accompany his subordinates to drink flower wine. However, he had never seen Qingxi.

When Fu Cha Fuheng said that such a person actually hooked up with a palace maid, he couldn't help but shake his head and said, "Who did Qingxi provoke? Such rumors hurt him."

The guard who came to report the news hurriedly said, "But no one hurt him, I saw it with my own eyes."

Fu Cha Fuheng frowned and asked, "What did you see?"

"A few days ago, we were patrolling the Imperial Garden. A very quaint little palace maid passed by and quietly stuffed something for Qingxi." The guard laughed, "Not only I saw it, but a few others saw it."

Since there are witnesses, I am afraid it is not a casual fabrication.

But if you listen sideways, you will be secret. Fu Cha Fuheng didn't plan to just listen to the words of the family. He asked the other party carefully, especially the little palace maid's appearance, and finally got up and said, "Okay, I'll go and ask Qingxi."

When he arrived at the guard station, Qingxi was resting. Several colleagues were teasing him by his side, saying that it was about the palace maid. Fu Cha Fuheng's heart moved, and he took his foot away and hid behind the door, listening quietly to them.

"Hey, Qingxi, you can, you've hooked up with a beautiful little palace maid quietly!" A guard hooked Qingxi's shoulder and shook his eyes.

"Do you know if you are beautiful when you keep your head down?" The other one did not agree, "Maybe when you look up, the stubble is denser than you."

"Go away, don't say that the grapes are sour." The guard said hurriedly, "How many girls who can be selected into the palace are not good-looking, and they can't even get into the gate of the Forbidden City! Besides, the 28th girl, there are no bad-looking ones! Are you right, Qingxi?"

Qingxi was squeezed in the middle by them, with awkward expression and could only say hard: "The rules of our ancestors are not allowed to associate with the palace maids, I will be with her..."

"Hey, what do you think you are going to say!" The guard laughed and patted his shoulder and said, "If the people do not raise the people and the officials do not pursue them, the palace maids will be released sooner or later. If you like it, you will be able to take advantage of it in the future! This is the blessing of Qi Hei (Manchu: Concubine), and it is not a marriage to Sarigan (Manchu: Wife), what are you afraid of!"

Fu Cha Fuheng could no longer listen, and walked out from behind, with a cold voice: "Qingxi!"

The teasing sound in the room stopped immediately, and everyone, including Qingxi, hurriedly stood up: "Master Fucha..."

Fu Cha Fuheng walked to Qingxi, looked at the man in front of him with a little sadness and said slowly: "The palace maids and guards should not be given privately. This is the palace rule. You should know it on the first day you enter the palace!"

Qingxi was so angry that he said that he lowered his head.

Fu Cha Fuheng took a deep breath and reached out and said, "Take the things out."

Seeing that Qingxi didn't move for a long time, he emphasized again: "Take the things that the palace maid gave you!"

Qingxi looked at him with a complicated expression for a moment, and finally sighed slightly, took out something from his arms, and placed it in his palm.

Everyone thought it was a fragrant chewy embroidered with the name of a boudoir, or a sword spike dyed with lips, or even a precious bunch of hair cut from the temples, representing "I have a husband and wife with you, and I will never be separated from each other in this life."

However, when everyone saw a stone.

A piece of grayish white stone that can be seen everywhere in the imperial garden.

The guard who was familiar with Qingxi was willing to help him. Seeing this, he smiled and said, "Give me a stone, which means I am as heart-warming as a stone. Oh, are you rejected? Hahaha!"

I have to say that Qingxi is very popular. When he smiled, the others laughed, and there were laughter in the guards. Everyone seemed to want to expose this matter as a joke.

"Shut up!" Fu Cha Fuheng said coldly.

The laughter stopped immediately, and everyone carefully looked at Fucha Fuheng's expression, which made Fucha Fuheng feel funny. Could it be that they thought he was the kind of person who came up and beat people up indiscriminately?

...Yes, he is!

"Everyone recites the Regulations on the Imperial Palace a hundred times!" Fu Cha Fuheng stood with his hands behind his back and ordered, "I can't recite it, don't use dinner!"

"Ah? Lord Fucha!"

"No..."

"Give me your life!"

There was a lot of sorrow in the guards' office, but Fu Cha Fuheng was unmoved.

This is all for their own good. If you really expose this matter gently, it will inevitably make them be lucky. Maybe they will really do something ugly in the future.

Recite it a hundred times, and give everyone a warning to you whether it is light or not.

"Then, who is that palace maid?" Fu Cha Fuheng couldn't help but open his palm again, looked at the small stone in his palm, and murmured, "And what does this thing mean? Could it be that my heart is like a stone?"

The movements in the guard station are not big or small, but without deliberately concealing them, they can't escape the eyes of those who are interested.

"Aunt, aunt!" Jinxiu knocked on Aunt Fang's door with a happy look on her face, "I found out who the guard is!"

"Oh?" Aunt Fang sat up from the bed, "Who is it?"

"The name is Qi Jiaqingxi. I heard that the two of them not only gave each other privately, but also exchanged love tokens..." Jinxiu described the matter in the guard station with added fuel to the fire, and then said, "I also found out that he took shifts every five days to guard the Qianqing Gate. This day must be the day for the two of them to date secretly!"

"Even the people in the guard station know, the matter between these two people is a foregone conclusion." Aunt Fang sneered, "You should stare at her well. I guess it will happen in a few days when these two people will cause a big trouble!"

Without Aunt Fang's instructions, Jinxiu will keep a close eye on Wei Yingluo.

But she was staring so closely, but she never caught Wei Yingluo's affair with a man. Aunt Fang repeatedly urged her to report, but she could only report some clues.

But are these clues not enough to explain the problem?

"Woo!" As soon as the food was brought up in the canteen of the palace maids, Wei Yingluo covered her mouth and rushed to the door, retching.

Jixiang hurriedly held the plate of the serving dish to his nose, sniffed it like a small animal for a long time, and then asked in confusion: "It's not broken, Sister Yingluo, don't you like eating fish?"

The dishes today are very good, including fish and meat, especially one bowl of fish soup for each person. The soup is so white that the fish meat is almost melted into the soup, and even the thorns are soaked soft. You can drink it in one sip. It is extremely delicious and has a fragrance on your lips and teeth.

The palace maids can occasionally eat meat, but there are really few opportunities to eat fish. It is not because the fish is more expensive than other meats, but because they are afraid that eating too much will cause fishy smell in the mouth, which will make the masters unhappy.

Everyone cherishes this rare opportunity, except for Wei Yingluo.

"...Well, I don't like to eat fish." Wei Yingluo turned around and forced a smile at Jixiang, "You can eat it for me."

Jixiang was naturally overjoyed: "Okay, okay, then I will give you my beans."

Just as she was exchanging the dishes of two people, a voice suddenly came from beside her: "Do you have a bad stomach? My sister-in-law was like this when she was pregnant and wanted to vomit whatever she ate."

Wei Yingluo's face froze, then looked at the other party and said, "Last time, Concubine Menghui rewarded a lot of lotus root powder balls. She accidentally ate too much, and then her stomach was not in a big deal."

Jinxiu smiled and said nothing, but she spat in her heart—

Lotus root powder meatballs? That was the old almanac three months ago. No matter how difficult it is to overcome it, it will not be able to overcome it until now!

Could it be, it's really...
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