CH 55.1

Some weeds had grown in the courtyard, competing for the jasmine's nutrients. 

A woman's hand drops into the bush, pulling the weeds from Jasmine's side by hand, rudely, as if there was a deep hatred.

“Who's got it in for you? You want to take it out on a bunch of weeds.” The man's voice suddenly rang out. 

Wei Yingluo looks back to see Fuheng standing behind her with a smile and a hand reached out, as if to twist a fallen leaf from her temples but she avoided it. 

“Don't talk to me.” she said in a muffled voice, “I get angry when I see a man now.” 

Fuheng thought for a moment: “But is it because of Noble Consort Hui?” 

“... Noble Lady Yu nearly lost her life with Fifth Prince, that's why she got a bit of karma.” Wei Yingluo was furious at the name and said, “I didn't think it would take but two months but she's back again! A life or two could have been lost, what's that against her beauty?” 

Fuheng laughed and said: “She is indeed a beauty...” 

Seeing that he was still laughing, Wei Yingluo felt even more irritated and vaguely sour, throwing the weeds in his hand at him, he said coldly: “Do you know that the Empress waited for an hour in the night wind last night for news that he had diverted to the Chuxiu  Palace, you are Niangniang's brother, how can you laugh if you do not feel sorry for her?” 

“Before I can answer this question, you have to answer a question for me first.” Fuheng was unconcerned by the straw being thrown at him, he just raised his hand and patted his chest, “That bloodstain, did you frame Noble Consort?” 

Wei Yingluo raised an eyebrow, he actually suspected her? She laughed coldly and said: “No!” 

“No is good, this was done in haste, it was too deliberate, the Emperor is wise, he knew someone was framing him but Noble Consort was too domineering, she should be taught a lesson! But...” Fuheng said helplessly, “His father, Gao Bin, opened the river and built the dam, he managed the Yellow River, for the benefit of the people, for a thousand years, even for his sake, the Emperor had to forgive Noble Consort Hui, do you understand now?” 

Wei Yingluo was silent. 

“What is it?” Fuheng thought she was acting strange today, he took a step closer, concern in his voice. 

Wei Yingluo took a step back and muttered: “For good reason, you suspect me...” 

Fuheng was almost in tears and laughed at this, she was relieved of the emperor's feelings but she was angry with herself, she took her hand and explained: “I do not suspect you, I suspect others as much as the emperor does...” 

Wei Yingluo did not ask him who he suspected, it was a foregone conclusion, no use thinking about it, better to focus on the present, on the future. 

“Let's not talk about it.” Fuheng squeezed her hand and said, “What you asked me to find out for you, I have found out, the night of your sister's accident, no one from the clan left the Qianqing Palace banquet!” 

“Is that true?” Wei Yingluo floundered. 

“I have confirmed this with the Chief Eunuch on duty at Qianqing Palace.” Fuheng nodded his head and said, “Really!” 

Wei Yingluo stared at him for a long moment, before he said with a low sigh: “I believe you... Since the eunuchs of the Qianqing Palace can't ask, let's start with the Emperor's close friends!” 

But, how do you get close to the Emperor, how do you get close to his confidants? 

Wei Yingluo has thought of many ways but they have all been rejected by herself, some too deliberate, inevitably she will be suspected of having ulterior motives, others too modest, it may take eight or ten years to achieve her goal. 

What should we do? 

More thought is given to this, less to other things and Wei Yingluo is almost the last person in the Changchun Palace to get the message... 

“The Emperor is ill?” Wei Yingluo flinched and said, “What illness?” 

“Such big news, how come you only know about it now?” Mingyu glared at her and said, “It's scabies!” 

Wei Yingluo had heard a little about the disease and knew that those who suffered from it, it itched so badly, that most of the sufferers could not resist scratching, often resulting in infection, which added to the disease and made it even worse to treat. 

“The Empress is worried about the Emperor, wants to bring someone with her to move to the Yanxin Palace to look after him.” Mingyu said in a businesslike tone, “She has chosen you, go back and pack your gifts.” 

Erqing, who had looked on with a cool eye and could no longer listen, said indifferently: “Mingyu, Niangniang has ordered me to stay at the Changchun Palace and ask you to pack your bags and move to the Yanxin Palace. Palace, how can you leave the work to Yingluo?” 

Wei Yingluo looked at Mingyu, what she had in mind, Wei Yingluo knew full well, she was probably afraid that the Emperor's scabies would infect her, so she tried to pass the chore on to someone else. 

But in Wei Yingluo's mind, this was no chore at all. 

On the contrary to be close to the Emperor to his inner circle... It's a rare and valuable job. 

“Yes.” Wei Yingluo smiled, “I'll go back and pack my things.” 

Mingyu and Erqing, who had thought she would be excused by Noble Consort Hui when she learned the truth, were flabbergasted and only when they had gone did Erqing turn to Mingyu with a complicated look on her face and say: “Are you satisfied now?”