Noble Consort Hui's voice was not so cold at last: “He is after all a Guard of the Qianqing Gate, many eyes are watching, I am afraid his hands will not reach the harem!”
Concubine Jia breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed another hurdle but said respectfully: “A snake must be beaten three inches, this humble Concubine had already sent someone to the Embroidery Workshop to inquire about Wei Yingluo, I found out that she had been involved with a guard...”
“Oh?” Noble Consort Hui was slightly surprised, sat up straighter and said, “What was the name of the guard?”
“Fuheng!”
Inside the guardhouse, Fucha Fuheng turned around and saw his best friend Hailancha walking towards his in a casual manner.
“What is it?” Hailancha waved his hand in front of his eyes, “Didn't you sleep well yesterday? Why do you look so distracted?”
Fuheng had indeed not slept well all night, when he closed his eyes, there came to him a piece of her wrist white like snow and a red mark that belonged only to him.
He was as restrained as he was in reality and as unrestrained as he was in his dream and he put his lips on it, just as he wanted and just as he wanted...
Shaking his head and shaking the disturbing images out of his head, Fuheng asked: “What do you want from me?”
“There's nothing I can't call you about, is there?” Hailancha said, suddenly winking in one direction and lowered his voice, “This guy has been working hard lately, not hard at work but hard at finding the court ladies...”
Fuheng looked over and saw a sharp tongued, arrogant man standing a short distance away, talking to a court lady, the two of them almost bowing down to each other and whispering something.
“Prince Yi of First Rank!”
The other man was startled, he turned his head and said: “Fucha Fuheng?”
The court lady beside her saw the arrival of someone and someone of Fucha Fuheng's stature and immediately turned pale with fear and with a hasty bow, ran away with her head bowed.
“Is this court lady an acquaintance of the Prince?” Fuheng asked with a smile.
“No.” Prince Yi of First Rank laughed and said, “I lost my fan here the other day, I was asking her if she'd seen it.”
“Oh?” Fuheng looked at him critically and said, “Did you?”
“Or what?” Prince Yi of First Rank's face paled, he snorted, “Do you suspect me a prince having an affair with a court lady?”
There was no evidence, even if he had doubts, Fuheng could only shake his head and say: “I dare not.”
“Hmph, if you don't dare!” Prince Yi of First Rank took on the air of a prince, like a superior reprimanding a subordinate and with his chin at Fuheng, he said, “I am nine years older than you, I am the Great Qing Dynasty's hereditary Iron-Cap Prince, what are you? Don't think that because you have the Emperor's favour, you can't take me seriously!”
And with that and without waiting for Fuheng's response, he walked away.
“When I've done my job with Noble Consort and with Noble Consort's support, I'll see if you can still be a hero to me!” On the way, Prince Yi of First Rank is still a bit indignant, feeling that God is not fair, that a villain like Fucha Fuheng can be so powerful, “But Noble Consort is really something, this is a small matter and she has to tell me everything!... Qingxi!”
In the duty room, Qingxi was about to go out to take the last guard's shift, when he is surprised to see a man walk in outside, he doesn't know why he is being approached but he said respectfully: “Qingxi greets Prince Yi of First Rank.”
Prince Yi of First Rank Hong Xiao was quite pleased with his attitude, this was the way a lowly man should behave when he saw his superior, taking him a few steps away and walking to an empty corner, Hong Xiao smiled and said: “Qingxi, I hear you've been planning a promotion lately!”
Qingxi gave him a strange look, where did he get this information from? They had never met before, why was he asking about this? So, he deliberately said: “Your Majesty is joking, I'm only a second-class guard now, who wouldn't want to be first-class?”
Hong Xiao seemed to be waiting for him to say this, he laughed and then opened the door and said: “If I were to ask for a recommendation, it would not be difficult.”
Although he was a fallen prince, the Iron-Cap Prince was the Iron-Cap Prince and as he said, if he asked, things would indeed be easier but...
“Is the Prince really willing to help me?” Qingxi knew that there was no free lunch in this world, he was not a friend or relative of the prince, he must have something to ask of him, “If you can put in a good word for me in front of the ministers, Qingxi would do anything for you.”
“I don't need you to go there.” Qingxi said with a smile, “As long as you trample down a tiny ant for me...”
“Oh? May I ask your Majesty, what is the name of that ant?”
Noble Consort Hui's voice was not so cold at last: “He is after all a Guard of the Qianqing Gate, many eyes are watching, I am afraid his hands will not reach the harem!”
Concubine Jia breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed another hurdle but said respectfully: “A snake must be beaten three inches, this humble Concubine had already sent someone to the Embroidery Workshop to inquire about Wei Yingluo, I found out that she had been involved with a guard...”
“Oh?” Noble Consort Hui was slightly surprised, sat up straighter and said, “What was the name of the guard?”
“Fuheng!”
Inside the guardhouse, Fucha Fuheng turned around and saw his best friend Hailancha walking towards his in a casual manner.
“What is it?” Hailancha waved his hand in front of his eyes, “Didn't you sleep well yesterday? Why do you look so distracted?”
Fuheng had indeed not slept well all night, when he closed his eyes, there came to him a piece of her wrist white like snow and a red mark that belonged only to him.
He was as restrained as he was in reality and as unrestrained as he was in his dream and he put his lips on it, just as he wanted and just as he wanted...
Shaking his head and shaking the disturbing images out of his head, Fuheng asked: “What do you want from me?”
“There's nothing I can't call you about, is there?” Hailancha said, suddenly winking in one direction and lowered his voice, “This guy has been working hard lately, not hard at work but hard at finding the court ladies...”
Fuheng looked over and saw a sharp tongued, arrogant man standing a short distance away, talking to a court lady, the two of them almost bowing down to each other and whispering something.
“Prince Yi of First Rank!”
The other man was startled, he turned his head and said: “Fucha Fuheng?”
The court lady beside her saw the arrival of someone and someone of Fucha Fuheng's stature and immediately turned pale with fear and with a hasty bow, ran away with her head bowed.
“Is this court lady an acquaintance of the Prince?” Fuheng asked with a smile.
“No.” Prince Yi of First Rank laughed and said, “I lost my fan here the other day, I was asking her if she'd seen it.”
“Oh?” Fuheng looked at him critically and said, “Did you?”
“Or what?” Prince Yi of First Rank's face paled, he snorted, “Do you suspect me a prince having an affair with a court lady?”
There was no evidence, even if he had doubts, Fuheng could only shake his head and say: “I dare not.”
“Hmph, if you don't dare!” Prince Yi of First Rank took on the air of a prince, like a superior reprimanding a subordinate and with his chin at Fuheng, he said, “I am nine years older than you, I am the Great Qing Dynasty's hereditary Iron-Cap Prince, what are you? Don't think that because you have the Emperor's favour, you can't take me seriously!”
And with that and without waiting for Fuheng's response, he walked away.
“When I've done my job with Noble Consort and with Noble Consort's support, I'll see if you can still be a hero to me!” On the way, Prince Yi of First Rank is still a bit indignant, feeling that God is not fair, that a villain like Fucha Fuheng can be so powerful, “But Noble Consort is really something, this is a small matter and she has to tell me everything!... Qingxi!”
In the duty room, Qingxi was about to go out to take the last guard's shift, when he is surprised to see a man walk in outside, he doesn't know why he is being approached but he said respectfully: “Qingxi greets Prince Yi of First Rank.”
Prince Yi of First Rank Hong Xiao was quite pleased with his attitude, this was the way a lowly man should behave when he saw his superior, taking him a few steps away and walking to an empty corner, Hong Xiao smiled and said: “Qingxi, I hear you've been planning a promotion lately!”
Qingxi gave him a strange look, where did he get this information from? They had never met before, why was he asking about this? So, he deliberately said: “Your Majesty is joking, I'm only a second-class guard now, who wouldn't want to be first-class?”
Hong Xiao seemed to be waiting for him to say this, he laughed and then opened the door and said: “If I were to ask for a recommendation, it would not be difficult.”
Although he was a fallen prince, the Iron-Cap Prince was the Iron-Cap Prince and as he said, if he asked, things would indeed be easier but...
“Is the Prince really willing to help me?” Qingxi knew that there was no free lunch in this world, he was not a friend or relative of the prince, he must have something to ask of him, “If you can put in a good word for me in front of the ministers, Qingxi would do anything for you.”
“I don't need you to go there.” Qingxi said with a smile, “As long as you trample down a tiny ant for me...”
“Oh? May I ask your Majesty, what is the name of that ant?”
