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

That's right, all of this was made up by An Lingrong.

To be precise, it is half truth and half lie. Therefore, An Lingrong was not afraid at all that the emperor would send someone to check.

It is a fact that An Bihuai followed him to Mulan Paddock back then. It is also a fact that the emperor dealt with the dispute between the two people impartially. It is also a fact that he always read his poems. The manuscripts he copied can be found now!

However, it was not An Bihuai who took the initiative to bring it up after she returned home, but she accidentally learned about it because she brought up the topic in order to find out the news. Reading poems was just to figure out the emperor's thoughts, and copying manuscripts was also a flash of inspiration at that time.

Otherwise, how could she deceive the emperor and explain her deep love?

There is no reason. When they first met, they told each other how much they loved each other. Even a fool would not believe it.

Why did Zhen Huan become a noble person before she went to bed? Apart from her face, didn't she give the emperor the feeling of being in love?

The emperor felt that the other concubines liked him because they knew his identity in advance, but Zhen Huan fell in love with him without knowing it, so he felt that the latter's feelings were sincere.

But is it really so?

Zhen Huan's boudoir is known as the female Zhuge. She can even talk about government affairs. Could it be that she can't recognize the emperor's identity?

You know, the emperor was wearing apricot yellow uniforms when he met Zhen Huan for the first time. Have you ever seen Prince Guo wearing this color?

The prince can only wear khaki and dark yellow clothes at most!

Aunt Xi made this point very clear before entering the palace. How could Zhen Huan not remember it?

To take a step back, although the emperor has taken good care of himself and looks like a man in his forties, how can he compare with a young man in his twenties?

The folds at the corners of the eyes are also different!

Zhen Huan's eyesight is so strong that even ghosts won't believe it.

So, if Zhen Huan can use this, why can't she?

For a woman who has been loving him wholeheartedly since she was eleven or twelve, even her heart of stone should melt a little.

Has the emperor melted?

That's more than just a tiny bit melted!

He already loved An Lingrong very much, and he was in line with his taste from beginning to end.

Whether it's a mental chat or a physical fit, he can experience the feeling of being in love with each other.

Even Chun Yuan back then was inferior in figure.

After all, although An Lingrong is thin, he is not stingy at all where he should be.

At this point, Chun Yuan did lose.

It is in line with his own aesthetics and he is madly in love with him. It is difficult for a man not to be tempted.

What's more, what about the emperor who already has low moral integrity?

He immediately picked him up and walked all the way back to the Yangxin Hall.

Now, he just wants to bully this charming girl and pamper her!

But in the end, An Lingrong shyly refused on the grounds of daylight.

After finally staying up until night, the red curtain was billowing, and An Lingrong felt that his waist was about to break.

The greetings on the second day were filled with sour words again, and An Lingrong said he was used to it.

She still feels uncomfortable without bickering.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The emperor went to court in the morning, and his feverish brain finally recovered a little, so he ordered Xia Gao to go to An Mansion to inquire about the news.

It was not that he was not touched by An Lingrong's infatuation, and what the other party said was clear and truthful, and it didn't look like he was lying.

But he is an emperor after all, and his suspicion is engraved in his bones.

He wouldn't let go of his last doubt until he found out.

The emperor has not turned over anyone's cards in the past two days, but rewards are sent to Chengqian Palace every day.

Everyone in the harem was almost numb, and even Shen Meizhuang's joy at getting Lu Ju was shattered.

As for Concubine Hua?

I really want to tear An Lingrong and Shen Meizhuang apart!

The affairs of An Mansion were easy to investigate, and within two days, Xia Gao presented the results to the emperor.

"I only found out that Mr. Xian really loved reading the emperor's poems in his boudoir, and the copy of the manuscript was also found in the boudoir where he lived before leaving the cabinet. As for whether Mr. An mentioned the emperor's affairs in front of Mr. Xian, I have not yet found out. Come out..."

After all, it's been so long, how can An Bihuai have such a good memory?

"No need to check."

The emperor signaled Xia Gai to step back, picked up the copied manuscript and looked at it carefully.

He had read An Lingrong's calligraphy, and the manuscript was indeed hers.

He took a deep breath, dispelling the last trace of doubt in his heart, which was replaced by a sweet burden.

He had given such passionate love to Chun Yuan when he was young, but he is no longer young now.

Can he really give Rong Er the emotion he wants?

The emperor thought a lot and felt that he could not live up to this friendship.

His heart had already been given to Chun Yuan, and he could not share it with Rong Er. He could only pamper her and protect her to prevent her from being bullied by others.

Nizi is innocent, who is her opponent to the women in the harem? He can only take more care of it.

The emperor did a lot of psychological construction for himself and forcibly told himself that he only loved An Lingrong, not love.

But he didn't realize that An Lingrong was different from others in his heart.

After thinking about this, the emperor could no longer hold back his thoughts and got up to go to Chengqian Palace.

An Lingrong was reading in Chengqian Palace. Although she entered the palace, she did not relax completely.

Every day I still read, play the piano, and dance with the door closed, not wasting time at all.

The emperor arrived suddenly. She was surprised for a moment and then put on an expression of surprise and stepped forward to greet him.

"How come the emperor has time to come and take a walk with my concubine?"

"Why. I can't come to see you if you have nothing to do?"

The emperor patted her little hand and they sat down together.

The two chatted and laughed for a while. The emperor remembered what he had thought of on the way, and asked An Lingrong: "I came here today with a plan. I want you to learn some housekeeping skills."

An Lingrong was puzzled. A few days ago, she saw that the emperor rewarded the green chrysanthemum but did not let Shenmeizhuang be the steward. She thought it was strange that he was waiting for her here!

She was a little hesitant. Should she accept the housekeeper's matter or not?

But after only a moment's hesitation, she decided to refuse.

She has not yet established herself in the harem. Even if there is a plot as a cheat, she is no match for the queen.

Without the mung bean soup, there will be other traps, and it will cause a lot of trouble.

What's more, Concubine Hua regards the palace power as her own, and whoever takes over it is tantamount to confronting Concubine Hua.

She also plans to get pregnant this month. It would be inappropriate if Concubine Hua calls her to the palace to smell Huan Yixiang.

An Lingrong looked shy and tugged on the emperor's sleeves: "I want to share the emperor's worries. But I don't understand this. Besides, besides..."

She bit her lip and looked at the emperor softly: "I have just entered the palace, and my family background is low. No one can compare with me. I'm afraid that the people below me will do my best."

She paused and then acted calmly: "But for the sake of the emperor, I am willing no matter how difficult it is! As long as I can share the emperor's worries, I will be happy!"

Her words made the emperor feel pity and relief. Then I thought that An Lingrong's family background was indeed relatively low among the new concubines.