Fu Cha Fuheng turned his face away and only looked at Wei Yingluo with one red ear. He was three steps away from Wei Yingluo, a distance that could escape at any time: "Take it."

Wei Yingluo hesitated for a moment and raised her hand to take the medicine bottle from his hand.

Fu Cha Fu Heng seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and turned around and said, "This medicine is very useful for external trauma. Apply it once in the morning and evening."

Compared to the injuries on his body, Wei Yingluo cared more about his current attitude and looked at him carefully: "Master, why are you hiding from me?"

"..." This question seemed to make Fu Cha Fuheng feel embarrassed, and he coughed for a while, "Man should not look directly at the woman's body, you... put down your sleeves."

Wei Yingluo then remembered that in order to test her injuries, she rolled one sleeve to her shoulders, and her whole arm was exposed in front of him, white like a fresh lotus root growing in the clear water of blue waves.

Slowly put down his sleeves, Wei Yingluo said softly: "Okay, you can turn around."

Fu Cha Fuheng turned around. He was really a little thin-faced. He just saw the woman's arm and turned red. He looked both embarrassed and innocent. He suddenly realized that he was serious and inviolable. He asked her with a serious and inviolable appearance on weekdays: "Why are you lit the curtain today? Do you know that if you are not careful, you may burn the noble man Yu and yourself to death?"

"I know it's very dangerous, but in that case, but in that case, this is the only way to attract everyone." Wei Yingluo whispered, "Imagine if I shout for help and say that Concubine Hui is going to kill someone, who dares to enter Yonghe Palace? They are all afraid of hitting such a thing, and they will only be deemed to be inaudible. But the water flowing in the palace is very different, and everyone will come to put out the fire. In this way, Concubine Yu and I may be saved."

Thinking of her despair and helpless look when she was looking for help from her loudly, Fu Cha Fuheng felt soft, and his tone also softened: "What if everyone didn't arrive, what if the imperial concubine broke into the door early?"

Wei Yingluo suddenly looked up at him: "Aren't you here?"

Fu Cha Fu Heng was stunned when he heard this.

She was dressed in a neat manner, not showing any things she shouldn't have exposed, not smiling at him, and not doing anything out of the ordinary, but he wanted to avoid her gaze.

So she wouldn't find herself blushing a little.

"Young Master..." Wei Yingluo took a step closer, "Are you sick? Your face is a little red..."

She stretched out a hand, as if to explore the temperature on his forehead.

Fu Cha Fuheng hurriedly took a step back.

"Sorry." As if he noticed that his current behavior was inappropriate, Wei Yingluo took back her hand and smiled apologetically at him.

Unable to tell whether he was disappointed or relieved, Fucha Fuheng said softly: "Precaution next time, don't... don't smile like this at women. Haven't your mother taught you what the etiquette of a lady is?"

Wei Yingluo stopped smiling and said lightly: "I am not a lady from a family, nor do I have a mother."

Fu Cha Fu Heng was stunned when he heard this. He was considering the words of remedy when he heard Wei Yingluo speak again.

"I only have one sister, whose name is Wei Yingning." After a pause, Wei Yingluo smiled, "But in the palace, she has another name, Aman."

Fu Cha Fuheng's expression changed.

"What?" Wei Yingluo stared at the other party, unwilling to let go of the slightest change, "Young Master, do you know my sister?"

"I don't know." Fu Cha Fuheng paused, "The medicine has been delivered, and the guards still have something to do, so I'll leave first."

Rather than saying that he left on excuses, he was more like running away in panic.

He walked so quickly that he didn't notice that until he left, Wei Yingluo stood there without moving, holding the medicine bottle tightly with his fingers and looking at him expressionlessly.

"This is a good healing medicine. Most people can't get it. Only military officers with high grades can have it."

At night, Madam Zhang came to visit her and brought her a bottle of wound medicine. Although she was asked by the imperial physician, compared to the bottle of healing medicine for military officers on the table, it was in the sky and underground.

Wei Yingluo lay on the bed, her clothes were removed, and her smooth back was exposed. The most serious injury was not her arms, but her back - an embarrassing place that she could not reach.

He tilted his head and glanced at the Yu Guangying Medicine Bottle on the table. Wei Yingluo said lightly: "I don't want to use it for the time being," Fu Cha Fu Heng gave it.

Hearing the coldness in her words, Madam Zhang shook her head and advised her while applying medicine to her: "Are you still suspicious of him?"

"I saw Fu Cha Fuheng today, and he said he didn't know my sister." Wei Yingluo smiled, "But looking at his face, it's not the case at all...Oh."

Madam Zhang hurriedly relaxed her strength: "How is it now? It doesn't hurt anymore, right? Alas, you have to pay attention to evidence in everything. If you have no evidence, how can you treat him as the murderer?"

"Evidence?" A trace of hostility flashed in Wei Yingluo's eyes, "Madam, you know my sister too. When you know that with her personality, if you pick up a precious jade pendant, you will definitely return it to the owner, but she left the jade pendant. There are only two possibilities, one is a lover and the other is an enemy. My sister has her own beloved person, and even if she is ruthlessly abandoned, she will not change her mind easily. Then there is only one possibility left, Fu Heng bullied her sister!"

"It's your guess again!" Madam Zhang knew that she was already a little stunned and hurriedly analyzed to her, "Maybe your sister picked up the jade pendant by chance, I don't know who the owner was unable to return it, or... Fu Heng did know your sister, but it had nothing to do with her death..."

Wei Yingluo's face was gloomy and calm. After a while, she slowly let out a sigh: "Madam, you said that your sister has lost her innocence and insisted on not telling who the other party is. The men in the palace are the imperial guards except the emperor. If they are the emperor, they will become holy favors. There is nothing to say, then there is only the palace guards. The sister is weak on the outside but strong on the bones. She was insulted for no reason and will definitely seek justice. She doesn't say it, not that she doesn't want to say it, but that she dares not say it! She is afraid of implicating her family, implicating Ama and me. Who would make her so afraid? Only the powerful Fucha Fuheng!"

She suddenly turned around and stared at Madam Zhang, as if she had found the bayonet of the target, and as if she had found the fire at the lead, she gritted her teeth and said, "He is the young master of the Fucha family, the queen's younger brother, and the emperor's confidant. How could such a scandal occur in the future minister of the imperial court? This is the reason why his sister was killed and silenced!"

"You've got enough..." Madam Zhang had a headache.

"Madam, do you dare to say that it is impossible?" Wei Yingluo asked back.

Madam Zhang was speechless for a moment.

If Wei Yingluo was just messing around, she could still scold her severely. The problem is that this is really possible, and there is a clue of the jade pendant, and it is still very likely.

"...Okay, even if Fu Cha Fuheng did it, what do you want?" Madam Zhang said helplessly, "So what can you do?"

"What can I do?" Wei Yingluo sneered, "Of course, it's a killing person to pay for his life, and owing debts to pay back the money!"

Knowing that she was strong-willed, but she didn't expect that she was so strong. Madam Zhang was startled and hurriedly grabbed her hand and said, "Don't be impulsive! You don't want to be yourself, but also for your sister. Think about whether your sister worked hard to raise you and raised you, just let you die?"

Wei Yingluo was stunned for a moment, not because she was afraid of death, but because of the tears flowing in the other person's eyes.

I couldn't help but remember the words she sighed before - "No one... will cry for an irrelevant person."

"...You are right." Wei Yingluo lowered her head with a little moved and a little ashamed, "I can't die yet."

Since there is still someone in this world who cares about her, she cannot die. She is afraid that if she dies, the other party will become the second one, fall into pain and hatred, and do whatever it takes to avenge.

"Good kid, good kid..." Madam Zhang stroked her hair lovingly, "Come on, turn over, Madam continues to apply medicine to you."

Wei Yingluo nodded obediently.

The rough fingers covered with calluses, the painful medicine that was burning and painful as soon as they were applied fell on Wei Yingluo's shoulders together.
Chapter completed!