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

Is your concubine willing?

That's really great!

She was so excited that she choked with sobs: "Your Majesty, from now on Wen Yi will be my concubine's daughter. I will definitely treat her as my own, and no one can hurt her in the slightest!"

After saying that, he asked Ruyi to clean up the house, almost flying with joy.

The emperor couldn't help but curl his lips: "Rong'er said you like children, and that's true."

Of course Concubine Jing knew whose credit it was. From this moment on, An Lingrong was her best sister in the palace!

What? You mean Shen Meizhuang, Zhen Huan? She doesn’t know who that is!

When Concubine Jing and others carefully took Wen Yi away, Concubine Duan realized that she had no hope, and she almost breathed out of anger.

Zhen Huan was also shocked and confused after learning that she actually asked Huanbi to deliver food in the morning, but the emperor did not come.

I thought I would go see him again in the afternoon, but unexpectedly, Wen Yi was intercepted in just a short while!

Or was he cut off by a concubine? How could it be like this?

I have always been on good terms with Concubine Jing, but I had no idea about this... How did Concubine Jing do this?

Zhen Huan felt a little uneasy and ran to Jing Bin to find out more.

But Jingbin had already seen through her and always changed the topic.

Although she behaved as usual, Zhen Huan just felt something was wrong, as if there was some barrier.

Concubine Duan had doubts about Zhen Huan's abilities for the first time and doubted her own vision.

Even Wen Yi can't handle this... Can he still bring down Concubine Hua in the future?

For a moment, she felt a little desperate.

After finishing this matter, the emperor came again.

This time I brought news from home to An Lingrong.

"Today morning, the governor of Zhejiang and Fujian submitted a petition to build the Haining embankment. I asked your father to go with the people from the Dushui Qingli Division."

An Lingrong understood as soon as he heard that the emperor wanted An Bihuai to be gilded.

She hugged the emperor, took his hand and put it on her chest. Her fair face was slightly red, like a ripe peach.

"Your Majesty, what do you hear this sound like?"

The emperor felt the softness under his hands, and his heart trembled. He wished he could pick An Lingrong up and throw him on the bed.

But seeing her big belly, the emperor's reason came back. He coughed twice in embarrassment: "Well...Rong'er...if you bear with me any longer, I will definitely turn your back when the child is born."

An Lingrong's eyes widened as he listened. What was this old pervert thinking?

I was just talking to you about love, but you actually want to sleep with me!

Looking at the emperor who was full of color, An Lingrong couldn't help but hit him a few times. However, in the eyes of the emperor, this strength is no different from acting coquettishly.

"Careful, my hand hurts." The emperor smiled, thinking that he had spoken to An Lingrong's thoughts and made the other party embarrassed.

"Your Majesty! I want to say that my heart is all about you. Why are you still wronging me... You are wronging me..."

An Lingrong's voice became lower and lower at the end, and finally he twisted his body and snorted: "I am not what you think!"

"Okay, okay, I miss you."

The emperor responded with a smile, but the expression on his face clearly showed that he was perfunctory.

He thought to himself that Rong'er was just a little girl who was thin-skinned and shy when exposed, so it was better to save her some face.

While thinking this, he sighed proudly to himself.

There is no way, Rong'er is so infatuated with me that she can't restrain herself even when she's pregnant. When she gives birth, I will "love" her fiercely.

After the unhealthy-minded emperor left, An Lingrong immediately wrote a letter and gave it to Chuntang, asking her to deliver the letter and deliver it to Shao Qing.

Shao Qing was the person who helped An Lingrong manage the business. He was smart and capable, and An Lingrong controlled the other party's contract of sale. Even her only daughter was by Mother Lin's side, and she was treated better than a concubine.

There is no need to worry about loyalty at all.

After the letter was sent out, nearly twenty days passed without realizing it. An Lingrong's belly was getting bigger and bigger, and the birth was only within these few days.

In the afternoon that day, she originally wanted to take a rest, but Chuntang walked in from outside and shook her sleeves lightly.

An Lingrong asked Miao Ke Fanghua and others to rest on the pretext of asking her to serve him.

Chuntang then took out the letter and said, "Aunt Shao had someone deliver it."

After An Lingrong opened it, there was only one sentence in the letter: It was done and he was in coma.

She exhaled heavily, with a satisfied smile on her face.

From now on, An Bihuai will never hold her back again!

"Baby, baby, if you keep insisting, I will give your empress a big gift!"

An Lingrong gently stroked her belly, feeling the fetal movement under her hands, and her smile became brighter.

She asked Mrs. Lin to replenish An Bihuai's body according to the recipes. Those recipes seemed to be replenishing, but in fact they implied that the food was incompatible with each other.

It's just that the weight of the conflict is so small that ordinary people can't see it. Although the portion is small, if a person eats three meals a day without skipping a beat, how can he eat for several months without causing any physical damage to his body?

In addition, the purse she gave to Mother Lin was specially made of fabrics from the palace. There were medicines inside that could damage the body. She knew very well who An Bihuai was.

He loves vanity and will definitely wear it every day to show others that he has a daughter who is favored in the palace.

A two-pronged approach, after several months of conditioning, An Bihuai's body seemed healthy, but in fact there was wear and tear on the inside.

It's not that serious, it just makes him dizzy from time to time. It's fine on weekdays, but during tense moments like building river embankments, and in addition, Haining is a rainy place.

Being dizzy can be dangerous.

In order to ensure that nothing happened to An Bihuai, An Lingrong asked Shao Qing to send someone to cause an accident.

Now it seems that everything I did was not in vain.

This time An Bihuai, even if he did not die, would still be on the bed but still alive.

An Lingrong didn't care whether he died or not. As long as he was unable to cause trouble, what would happen even if he was paralyzed in bed?

But this was a rare opportunity, and she could do more with it.

An Lingrong made some calculations and found out that Shao Qing and An Bihuai had someone rush to deliver the letter as soon as something happened to An Bihuai.

And if something like this happened, it would be impossible for the person in charge of building the river embankment to conceal the information, and the station might be faster than Shao Qing.

But the memorial still needs to go through procedures, so it will be a day or two later than the news I got.

She could use it...

An Lingrong knew that her status in the emperor's heart was completely different from when she first entered the palace. She was about to give birth again. After the emperor got the news, he would be afraid that she would be sad and let others hide it from him.

But if the queen gets the news, she will not miss this opportunity.

The only troublesome thing now is... how she can do things without telling Fanghua.

Fanghua is the emperor's man, and he does his best for himself. But she is not her own person, and some small things will help cover it up.

But if the queen is plotted against, Fanghua will never unite with her.

Frankly speaking, An Lingrong didn't want to hurt the other party.

She frowned and thought for a long time, and suddenly remembered that Zhen Huan was pretending to be sick, and Wen Shichu!

He hurriedly asked Chuntang to quietly go to Bai Qishu to ask for medicine that can make people feel cold but not hurt the body. It is best to make it into pills.

That afternoon, Fanghua fell ill.