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

Concubine Hua became arrogant again after receiving a pot of dongzhu from the emperor. Every time I say hello, I am blaming the sky, the earth, and the air.

But An Lingrong thought it was okay. Concubine Hua believed that she was mentally ill and couldn't understand human speech, so she didn't want to target her too much.

After all, most of the time, Concubine Hua was choked by An Lingrong's unexpected thoughts and didn't know what to do.

Instead, he concentrated on dealing with Shen Meizhuang.

Shen Meizhuang also learned to manage the Sixth Palace. He had a good family background and a good person, so he had no shortage of favors.

Concubine Hua felt that she was her strong enemy and she could be targeted.

After Shenmeizhuang suffered several losses. She has also learned to be smart, and she is not inferior to Concubine Hua. The two of them go back and forth, bickering, and An Lingrong enjoys watching it every time.

In a blink of an eye, the end of the twelfth lunar month is here.

An Lingrong saw that the time was almost up, so he asked Qiu Fu to make soup and send it to Yangxin Hall.

In the evening, the emperor came as expected.

"Your Majesty, you are here."

An Lingrong smiled and went forward to salute. When the emperor pulled him up, she took his arm and coquettishly held his arm.

"If I don't come today, you girl, I might as well arrange for me."

The emperor smiled. Although the new year was approaching and he was busy with a series of affairs, he could still find some time.

"Rong'er doesn't know that. Rong'er will only feel sorry for the emperor. Knowing that the emperor is busy with government affairs, I specially ordered someone to cook something you like. Your Majesty, please try it."

An Lingrong had already prepared meals and was waiting for the emperor to come.

The two sat down, and when they were almost done eating, An Lingrong stretched out his chopsticks towards a dish of mutton soup.

Before I could even get in, I smelled a foul smell, and naturally I felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"what happened?!"

The emperor was shocked, thinking there was something wrong with the meal, and said sternly: "Su Peisheng, go call the imperial doctor! Remember to control the people in the imperial kitchen!"

There was a chill in his eyes, he wanted to see who dared to take action!

An Lingrong vomited for a while and rinsed his mouth, and then he regained his composure, and softly pleaded with the emperor: "Your Majesty, it's okay to be a concubine. Maybe it's been a long time since I've eaten mutton, so I felt a little rushed for a moment."

"Rong'er, you are just too kind."

The emperor couldn't help but sigh when he saw An Lingrong speaking to the people in the imperial dining room despite being uncomfortable.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of everything."

An Lingrong fell softly into the emperor's arms, her face full of gratitude: "As long as the emperor is by my side, I have nothing to fear."

While he was talking, Su Peisheng was already sweating profusely and dragging an imperial doctor over.

"No need to be polite, come and check Mr. Xian's pulse!"

The emperor anxiously asked the imperial physician to make a quick diagnosis.

The imperial doctor also thought something had happened to An Lingrong and hurriedly took her pulse.

After a while, the imperial doctor frowned with joy and knelt down to the emperor: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor! My dear, this is your happy pulse!"

"What did you say?!"

The emperor was so surprised and happy that he couldn't believe his ears.

He looked at the imperial doctor and then at An Lingrong's belly.

pregnant? Rong'er is pregnant? !

The imperial doctor's tone was very firm: "I'm telling you, Your Majesty, Xiangui is indeed pregnant, and she has been pregnant for nearly two months."

The emperor briefly calculated the time, and immediately remembered that there was a period of time when An Lingrong was obsessed with him, which was just right.

He was stunned and then overjoyed. This was the first time a concubine was pregnant since he ascended the throne!

At this time, he had already forgotten the concubines in the palace who had given birth.

All he could think about was that this was a child conceived by the woman he liked, and since Rong'er was smart, the child he would give birth to would definitely be excellent.

When he thought that he only had three sons, the emperor felt that the child had come at the right time, but then he thought of An Lingrong's uncomfortable look just now, and became nervous again.

"Mr. Xian was feeling very uncomfortable just now, but what's wrong?"

The imperial doctor asked a few questions about the symptoms, and then smiled and said: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, this is a normal reaction of Mr. Xiangui. Moreover, Weichen has been diagnosing pulses for so many years, and he has never seen such a healthy and strong pulse as Mr. Xiangui. It can be seen that he has taken good care of his body every day. It’s so good, you don’t even need to take anti-fetal medicine.”

An Lingrong smiled secretly, isn't it healthy? She has been conditioning her body since she was ten years old. She never stopped exercising before entering the palace. Even after entering the palace, she did some yoga from time to time.

Moreover, he threw away all the things arranged by the Queen. It would be a shame if his health could still get worse.

Although she had known it for a long time, she still pretended to be surprised and touched her belly. She seemed to remember something and asked quickly: "But my monthly letter from last month has also come. Is it really okay?"

The imperial doctor bowed and replied: "Don't worry, little master. The small number of monthly letters in the past few months is normal and not surprising. The little master is in good health and the emperor's heir is well."

An Lingrong then patted his chest, looking relieved, and said coquettishly to the emperor: "It's all my fault for being careless. I didn't take it seriously when the moon was missing. I'm really scared now that I think about it."

The emperor hugged her into his arms and said happily: "It's your first time to be pregnant, and no one with experience around you wouldn't have thought of it. I can't blame you."

Speaking of this, he suddenly became worried about An Lingrong: "You are pregnant for the first time, and you don't understand many things. You need a reliable imperial doctor to take careful care of you."

An Lingrong blinked his eyes and looked at the emperor with complete dependence: "I will listen to you."

The emperor was very satisfied with this look of trusting him wholeheartedly, and he told the imperial physician on the side: "From now on, you will be responsible for Xianguiren's pregnancy. It needs to be taken care of carefully, and the pulse report will be submitted to the nursery every three days." The Temple of the Heart.”

"Yes, I obey the order."

The imperial doctor was a bit speechless. He had heard that there was a new concubine in the palace who was very favored by the noble lady Xian, but he did not expect that the emperor would pay such attention to her.

He quickly gathered his energy and made up his mind to take good care of Xian Guiren's pregnancy in the future.

An Lingrong breathed a sigh of relief after asking that the imperial doctor's name was Bai Qishu. She had never heard of this name before, so he probably didn't belong to anyone.

It is better to let Xiao Dezi go and inquire and observe for a while. If he is really clean, he can take the opportunity to win over one or two.

Just as An Lingrong was thinking about it, the emperor spoke again: "Those of you who serve Mr. Xian must be more careful in everything, and put Mr. Xian first in everything!"

"Yes!"

The maids and eunuchs all knelt down and responded.

Just this, the emperor is not satisfied yet.

I saw that the three maids around An Lingrong were all only 17 or 18 years old. How could they have any experience? Then he called Su Peisheng: "Go to the imperial palace and send an aunt over to take care of Mr. Xian."

"Yes!"

Su Peisheng nodded in agreement and retreated.

aunt?

An Lingrong remembered the youth who came to the house to teach her, and wanted to ask for him.

But the words came to his lips and swallowed back.

If she opens her mouth, the emperor will be happy and won't say anything now. If something goes wrong in the future, he may feel that he is connected with the people in front of him, so it is better to be honest.