An Lingrong's Rebirth: The Lock of Qingqiu

After Prince Guo left the Qinzheng Hall, An Lingrong and the emperor looked at each other, but he hesitated to speak.

An Lingrong cleared his suspicions, but the emperor's heart was still burning with knots.

The emperor said angrily: "The suspicion of An Guiren has been cleared, but the person who painted the portrait of Prince Guo is in the Old Summer Palace. Which woman is attracted to Prince Guo? If we don't get to the bottom of it, how can I feel at ease?"

An Lingrong said softly: "Your Majesty, where did this portrait come from? If you ask the person holding the painting carefully, you might be able to figure it out."

The emperor had no intention of reviewing the memorial and said: "This portrait was sent by Kang Changzai. She picked it up. The paper flew out of An Guiren's Bitong Academy."

An Lingrong knew that the emperor was suspicious, so he followed his thoughts and said: "Your Majesty, since the painting was sent by Kang Changzai, she said that it flew out of Bitong Academy, but the concubine proved that it was not painted by the concubine. , the manuscripts of the concubine paintings are all in Bitong Academy. So what did the emperor think? Could it be that Kang Changzai wanted to harm the concubine?"

The emperor's eyes turned cold and he said coldly: "If Kang Changzai dares to frame you, I will not let her go lightly. But Mr. An, have you ever thought about whether it was painted by the slaves in Bitong Academy, the palace maid?" Have you ever met Prince Guo?"

An Lingrong was stunned. She didn't expect that the emperor would say such a thing. After thinking about it carefully, she said: "Your Majesty, some of the slaves in the concubine's palace don't even know how to read, let alone what they can do." The county king has never seen it, so why would he paint his portrait in private?"

The emperor's expression softened and he said: "As long as An Guiren is cleared of suspicion, if the slaves in your palace like King Guo, and King Guo likes them, I can send them to Tonghua Terrace to serve them. Prince Guo, but if you are a maid of low birth, you will inevitably wrong Prince Guo. Then I will think of a way to give a name and mention your identity to Prince Guo. There is such a romantic The presence of my suave and unruly younger brother is indeed a big hidden danger. The only two best siblings left in my heart are King Guo and King Qinghe, and I don’t want the siblings to kill each other."

The emperor categorically said that he cherished the love between brothers and did not want brothers to kill each other, but how did he get the throne in the first place, and how many relatives of the emperor had to be killed before he could secure the throne today?

Every word the emperor said when he was in power had reason to be believed, simply because he was the emperor and he meant what he said.

An Lingrong stood up disapprovingly and went to add some spices to the incense burner under the window sill. In fact, he wanted to avoid him.

When An Lingrong stopped talking, the emperor turned his attention to her again.

"Come, Lord An, sit next to me." The emperor put down the brush in his hand and lay down in the dragon chair in an extremely comfortable posture.

An Lingrong obediently raised up half of her body and gently sat on the emperor's lap. The emperor turned her body and rested his chin lightly on her forehead.

An Lingrong stared blankly at the red and bright yellow golden dragon pattern on the dragon chair. Gold and red were mixed to carve out a pattern of coiled dragons and auspicious clouds. In the corner on one side, fresh snow-white plum blossoms adorned the huge The porcelain bottle exudes a faint fragrance, which is a harmonious picture. It seems that the two people hugging each other tightly have different thoughts.

The emperor caressed her thick black hair and said: "In this harem, you are the most at ease to me. In the whole world, is it the king's land, the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers, but who knows who I am?" I have trouble sleeping and eating day and night. I worry about the country, the people, and myself. If I don’t have the loyal and full support of the people, ministers, and harem, where will my sense of security come from?"

An Lingrong's mind moved slightly. She always warned herself not to show any concern for the emperor, lest it affect her revenge plan.

But when the emperor leaned down and whispered these words in her ear, she was shocked for a while, but quickly calmed down again.

The emperor murmured: "I don't want to be the emperor, but I have no choice but to make it. If I don't become the emperor, I can't even save the lives of myself and my mother and concubine. If I become the emperor, I have no choice but to do so."

An Lingrong stretched out his hand and gently hugged the emperor's neck. What he said seemed to be talking about himself.

It stirred up another ray of empathy in her.

An Lingrong comforted the emperor and said: "Your Majesty, you are the emperor now? You have the power of life and death, and you no longer need to fear anyone. My concubines will always be by the emperor's side."

The emperor's voice gradually became lower and he said: "Mr. Angui, if one day you betray me, you must tell me in advance. If one day you fall in love with King Guojun and King Qinghe, I will personally send you on your way. "

An Lingrong was shocked and said: "Your Majesty, I pledged my head on my neck to guarantee that I would never have such thoughts. If I take one more look at the two princes, I will definitely apologize to the Emperor."

The emperor lightly touched the corner of his mouth, and a hint of smile disappeared in an instant: "That's not necessary, it's okay to take another look or two. It's just that as my concubine in the harem, you must always pay attention to keeping yourself clean."

An Lingrong suddenly realized a problem. She could not be so passive. She had to try some sweet words to persuade the emperor, otherwise the slightest movement could lead to death.

An Lingrong told a lie that even made her sick: "Since the first time I saw the emperor, I can no longer tolerate other men in my eyes. Your Majesty, believe me, you are the emperor of everyone in the Qing Dynasty." , and he is also my concubine’s only husband.”

The emperor smiled with satisfaction: "I can't tolerate a grain of sand in my eyes! Please remember this."

An Lingrong hugged the emperor's neck tighter, but felt a fierce force in her heart.

An Lingrong secretly hated Kang Changzai. He said that the superiors all relied on their own methods. In the past, he really underestimated Kang Changzai.

Since you are unkind, don't blame me for being unrighteous!

An Lingrong gently leaned into the emperor's ear and whispered: "Your Majesty, think about it carefully, why does Kang Changzai want to learn horse riding and archery? Is it just to attract the emperor? Or is it to attract other people? That's not the case. Speaking of which, she was not on the list pointed out by the emperor. This time, her name was not in the Old Summer Palace, but why did she run out alone and even go to the hunting ground? If anyone in the palace had ever met Prince Guo, Man, even Kang Changzai can’t escape the suspicion.”

The emperor was stunned and said: "That day, at the hunting ground, I didn't even know when she entered. I was there at that time, King Guojun was also there, and King Qinghe was also there."

An Lingrong stroked the emperor's chest gently, trying to calm down the depressed mood in his heart and said: "If Kang Changzai wants to attract the emperor, he can't do it in the palace. In the Imperial Garden, outside the Yangxin Hall, Shoukang Palace Outside, there are thousands of carp ponds, lotus ponds, etc. If you encounter the emperor by chance in the hunting ground, it would be superfluous."