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

The emperor had no idea that he didn't think there was anything wrong with this reading at first.

An Lingrong knew that his words were effective when he saw the emperor's expression of contemplation and disappointment.

That's right, she just wants to break Zhen Huan's halo as the heroine bit by bit.

In this way, the emperor will not see her through such a deep filter, and when the time comes to raise her child with peace of mind, she will not be left behind by the emperor.

The Chinese New Year is a month away and the emperor and Zhen Huan meet for the first time. How could she just watch the two meet and not do something?

Thinking of this, An Lingrong's eyebrows turned, and she held the emperor's hand with a smile and shook it: "Your Majesty, I heard that there is a plum blossom garden in the palace, and I don't know if the plum blossoms are in bloom. Please accompany me to have a look. !”

Leaning on the plum garden.

The emperor thought of Chun Yuan again.

He looked at An Lingrong, who knew nothing about it, and instantly filled with complex emotions.

"Your Majesty, are you okay?"

An Lingrong pretended not to notice his silence, acted coquettishly and cutely, and managed to disperse the emperor's melancholy.

"You are really a child at heart."

The emperor smiled helplessly, tied a thick cloak on her personally, and then took her hand and walked towards Yimei Garden.

The plum blossoms in the Yi Mei Garden have not yet fully bloomed, only in twos and threes, and more are still in buds.

When the emperor saw the plum blossoms, the melancholy of longing came to his heart again.

"This jade-core sandalwood plum blossom is most beautiful when it is in full bloom."

He sighed silently, not knowing whether he was melancholy that the plum blossoms had not yet bloomed, or that the beauty was not here.

An Lingrong just pretended not to know, with a face full of joy, she picked a few plum blossoms in full bloom, and asked the emperor to help her break them down in a sweet voice.

Su Peisheng hurriedly stepped forward to fold it, but was stopped by the emperor.

He was originally depressed, but when he saw An Lingrong standing under the plum blossom tree with a flowery smile, his heart suddenly started to throb.

At this moment, the people in front of me and in my mind actually overlapped.

Chunyuan was also so happy when she saw plum blossoms.

"Rong'er."

The emperor came forward and folded some plum blossoms for An Lingrong with his own hands.

"Your Majesty, these plum blossoms are so beautiful."

An Lingrong held the plum blossom in her arms and smiled, her black eyes shining, and her beauty was breathtaking.

"No matter how beautiful the plum blossoms are, no one is as beautiful as anyone." The emperor held her little hand and felt distressed: "My hands are cold."

"I am so happy!"

An Lingrong looked at the plum blossoms with a smile, suddenly tilted his head and said: "The plum blossoms have not fully bloomed yet. I hope they will bloom in the frost when it snows in a few days. But don't be knocked down by the frost and snow. I hope the wind will be clear." If it is easy, don’t destroy it.”

"what?"

The emperor was stunned and extremely surprised.

At this moment, he seemed to see Chun Yuan.

But then a suspicion arose in his heart and he narrowed his eyes.

He quietly looked at An Lingrong in front of him. He still looked so innocent and ignorant, not like he had any scheming intentions.

But all this happened by chance!

Holding plum blossoms and saying this poem, isn't it exactly what Chun Yuan did back then?

Could it be that I have misjudged the person? The person in front of me actually has a deep heart and wants to imitate Chun Yuan and compete for favor? !

Thinking of this, the emperor couldn't tell how he felt.

There is disappointment, anger, and regret.

If Rong'er is really like this, then is the truth she said back then true or false?

Is it all pretending?

Can anyone really start pretending at the age of eleven or twelve?

The emperor's face was expressionless, and his voice was low and somewhat cold.

"What were you reading just now?"

"My concubine is reading Cui Daorong's poems. The wind is like understanding, and it is easy not to destroy. Hasn't the emperor heard it?"

How could An Lingrong not know about the emperor's sudden change of attitude? She did it on purpose.

Just to add trouble to Zhen Huan’s first encounter.

"Shuo Feng is like a man who understands one's will, can't it be easily destroyed?"

The emperor was startled, and his cold aura completely disappeared.

"That's right, it's Shuo Feng who understands the meaning, so don't destroy it easily!"

This is Cui Daorong’s original sentence!

The original poem "Chun Yuan's Headwind Ru Jie Yi" was adapted from this poem.

Looking at it this way, it is a coincidence that Rong'er read this poem. After all, this poem is about plum blossoms. Rong'er has read many poetry books, so it's not surprising that he thought of this poem.

If he was really studying Chunyuan, how could he find out about Chunyuan's preferences but not the poems she had changed?

It turns out that I misunderstood Rong'er!

If Rong'er really read Nifeng Rujie Yi, it would mean that she had ulterior motives.

After the emperor figured it out, he looked at An Lingrong and felt a little guilty in his heart.

It is clear that such a little girl only cares about him and loves him, but he still doubts her.

In this palace, he has never seen a more innocent woman than Rong'er.

The emperor's change of mind was all due to An Lingrong's calculation. After he achieved his goal, he said he was tired and wanted to return to the palace.

Along the way, the emperor refused to let go of her hand.

Fortunately, just after returning to the palace, news came from the Yangxin Palace that there were important matters to deal with in the previous court.

The emperor comforted An Lingrong for a few words and asked Su Peisheng to send some jewelry before leaving in a hurry.

An Lingrong looked regretful, but in her heart she was filled with joy.

Although she wasn't sure whether she was pregnant or not, she didn't want to take any chances.

No need to wait anymore, it's just right.

Some time later, while An Lingrong was playing the piano to provide prenatal education for her unborn child, she was suddenly summoned to Yikun Palace by Concubine Hua.

When she arrived, the noble Fucha was grinding.

An Lingrong's heart sank, knowing that Concubine Hua was upset and wanted to challenge them.

"The emperor often said that Manchu and Han are one family. You must not understand Chinese when serving the emperor. When the emperor is writing, you have to wait and polish it. This grinding is a skill, Mr. Fucha, you should learn it hard."

Concubine Hua was leaning on the imperial concubine's couch, speaking slowly, and looked at An Lingrong again.

"I heard that Mr. Xian played the guzheng very well. The lingering sound lingered for three days, and the emperor loved it the most. Mr. Xian, please come and listen. I want to see how well Mr. What's the difference?"

Concubine Hua thought that her ridicule was obvious enough, and An Lingrong would not be able to bear it, and would be able to punish her for the crime of disrespect.

Unexpectedly, An Lingrong just didn't respond and was not angry at all because Concubine Hua compared her to the singer.

She smiled, bowed to Concubine Hua and apologized: "It's an honor for me to play for you, but my wrists have been hurting recently. I don't mind playing if it hurts, because I'm afraid it will disturb my ears."

"Oh, it's unfortunate that Mr. Xian is ill. Are you sick, or do you think I'm not worthy of hearing you play?"

Can Concubine Hua believe her words? It would be great if it really hurts!

"Then the concubine will show her disgrace."

An Lingrong sat down in front of the guzheng that he had prepared long ago and began to play the music.

As soon as her first note came out, Concubine Hua felt something was wrong and had an ominous premonition.

The next voice told her that her hunch was absolutely right.

How could An Lingrong honestly do what Concubine Hua wanted?

The guzheng was ejected directly into the sound of a chainsaw dissecting a person's death.