Comprehensive Film and Television: Starting from An Lingrong, becoming the king of rolls

"Then the emperor still likes my concubine?"

An Lingrong nuzzled into his arms, pretending to wipe away the non-existent tears.

like?

The emperor was stunned for a moment.

Does he like An Lingrong?

It is too difficult to get the emperor to say who he likes.

In his entire life, except for his true and passionate love for Chun Yuan, he had never said the word "like" to another person.

At most, it can only be the four words "according to my heart".

From the current point of view, An Lingrong is indeed in line with his appetite, even if he has just entered the palace for more than a month.

But after these days of contact, especially in comparison with the upright and virtuous Shen Meizhuang in recent days, the emperor thought more of An Lingrong.

It's not that Shen Guiren is bad, but he just feels a little tired when he's with the other person, and he's too pretentious.

In contrast, An Lingrong's liveliness, playfulness, directness and hotness, as well as his adoring and dependent look made him feel very relaxed.

Otherwise, he would not have thought of An Lingrong again after rewarding Shen Meizhuang with green chrysanthemums. I specially asked Su Peisheng to give me this double-sided tapestry fan that was made overnight.

But like...he really doesn't know.

Sensing the emperor's hesitation, An Lingrong directly administered strong medicine.

"After all, I am delusional. Please forgive me for my disrespect."

An Lingrong suddenly broke away from the emperor's arms, took a step back and knelt down to apologize to him, his tone full of indifference.

"My lord Xian, you have exceeded the rules!"

The emperor frowned, feeling very unhappy in his heart. He was completely disappointed with the little woman in front of him.

He originally thought that although this girl liked to act coquettishly, she had a general sense of character.

I didn't expect that in just over a month, she would become so arrogant and arrogant, and she would be so angry.

It's time for her to take some time to reflect.

The emperor pursed his thin lips tightly and was too lazy to look at An Lingrong. He scolded Qiu Fu Xiao Dezi in a deep voice: "It's cold on the ground, why don't you help your master up?!"

In the end, it was more to his liking. Although the emperor was angry that she was ignorant of good and evil, he still couldn't bear her suffering.

Qiu Fu was so frightened that she quickly helped An Lingrong up.

"I see you are tired today. Come back..."

The emperor just wanted An Lingrong to return to the palace and be banned.

Only halfway through her words, she saw Nizi with her head lowered in front of her, with only her fair chin exposed and she shed tears.

There was a lump in his throat and he swallowed the words hard.

Seeing An Lingrong lowering his head and crying silently, tears fell down drop by drop. After a while, the clothes on the chest were soaked, and even splashed on the ground.

Unknown emotions once again occupied the emperor's heart. He took a step forward and gently lifted Nizi's face.

I saw An Lingrong biting her lip hard and trying hard to suppress her crying. Tears swirled in his eyes, falling drop by drop, as crystal clear as pearls.

She cries very skillfully, and the pear blossoms are covered with rain. Not only is she not ugly, but it adds a fragmented and cold feeling to her beauty.

Every tear that fell from the picturesque face hit the emperor's heart like a small hammer.

An Lingrong was already pitiful and lovable. Today's makeup and clothing all have the impression of a stubborn little white flower that is fragile.

Crying now is even more painful. Even Qiu Fu's eyes are full of pity, let alone the emperor?

He couldn't remember being angry now, all he could think about was the poor little girl in front of him.

What could she have done wrong? She just loves me so much!

I feel sorry for her admiration because I can't give her the love she wants. Can't I even give her pampering?

The more the emperor thought about it, the more he felt that his attitude just now was too harsh. Rong'er was just a little girl. Why should he care about whether she was overstepping the rules or not?

Shi Lan is much more excessive than Yong Er.

After such a comparison, the last trace of unhappiness in the emperor's heart was gone, leaving only heartache.

"Why are you crying? I didn't say anything."

The emperor sighed softly, hugged An Lingrong into his arms again, and patted her back.

"Concubine, concubine is just too scared..."

An Lingrong finally spoke, and the clear and sweet voice in the past turned into a waxing cry, full of grievances: "Rong'er, Rong'er has been familiar with poetry and books since he was a child. He has read 'I wish to have the person I love, and we will never be apart until we grow old'. I have read "I wish to be a winged bird in the sky, and I wish to be a twig on the ground", and I have also read "I only wish that your heart is like mine, and you will live up to your love." When I first read it, Rong'er didn't understand what this feeling was. It wasn't until I entered the palace and saw you that Rong'er knew what it meant to 'look back suddenly and see that person in a dimly lit place.' Only then did she know what it felt like to 'feel like I've just begun to realize that the sea is not deep'."

She didn't mention admiration in a word, and she never spoke about admiration.

The emperor was so shocked that he was speechless for a moment.

He has never met such a woman, who expresses his love so boldly and straightforwardly.

Even Shi Lan, who has a fiery personality and fiery behavior, has never had her heart cut open and handed to her so nakedly.

An Lingrong looked at him stubbornly, her eyes full of attachment, as if she was the only one with him in her whole body.

"Your Majesty, maybe you think Rong'er's love comes too quickly, but Rong'er has admired you for many years before entering the palace."

"what?!"

The emperor, who had always been displeased, couldn't help but express his doubts.

"In the fifty-eighth year of the late Emperor's reign, he went hunting in Mulan Paddock. Because of his meritorious service in donating cement, my father was fortunate enough to be allowed by the late Emperor to accompany him. After my father returned home, he praised you for being just, strict and orderly in handling matters."

As An Lingrong told the story, the emperor seemed to think of something: "Could it be because of a sika deer that was shot by two arrows?"

"Exactly." An Lingrong nodded and put on a look of admiration: "Dad said you were fair. From then on, I felt that the emperor must be a wise and powerful man."

"Later, I accidentally read your poem 'Leisurely and peacefully, waiting for the tea to be cooked'. A woman obeys her father at home and her husband when she gets married. She has never been truly free. I am so happy with what you wrote. I was very yearning for it. Then...then..."

When she said this, her face turned red and her eyes looked aside in confusion and shyness.

"What happens next?"

The emperor was already curious about what she said and couldn't help but ask.

An Lingrong's two heroes were blushing, and their voices were low and inaudible: "I always read your poems, and I feel that if I find a husband like you in the future, I will definitely raise my eyebrows and stay together forever..."

With his head lowered, the emperor couldn't clearly see her expression, but he felt extremely shocked.

He never expected that An Lingrong had already been deeply in love with him! And she had feelings for herself even before she ascended the throne and was still unknown!

This gave him an indescribable joy, and he felt that the little person in his arms was different from others.

Others respect him and love him because he is the emperor and prince, but the girl in front of him sees his own thoughts and admires him for who he is!

She is so infatuated!

The emperor felt that he had figured it all out. No wonder this girl was as passionate about him as the sunrise, but she was also worried about gains and losses, for fear that he would not like her.

All this is because she loves me so much!

The emperor, who was deeply moved, couldn't see An Lingrong's expression. If he saw the coldness in her eyes, he wouldn't believe even a single word.