An Lingrong's Rebirth: The Lock of Qingqiu

The emperor's eyes were soft, his white fingers stretched out in front of An Lingrong's eyes and he said, "Why are you still kneeling? Get up quickly and change my clothes."

An Lingrong felt excited and slowly stood up from the ground.

When An Lingrong was embroidering this set of pajamas, she thought that it might arouse the emperor's concerns and keep her as a bed attendant. However, for some reason, every time the emperor actually left her to sleep with her, she felt mixed emotions. , can’t tell what it feels like.

The emperor was sitting in the center of the dragon bed. The carved dragon bed was very spacious. An Lingrong glanced at the dragon bed. Behind him were the snow-white brocade quilts and silk pillows. There was an incense burner at the head of the bed. The unicorn pattern on the incense burner was lifelike. , the cigarette smoke makes people confused.

An Lingrong tripped on the carpet in a daze and almost fell. He held the six-foot-long black rosewood desk with both hands and dragged the red silk covered on the table, almost dragging down the crystal clear amethyst Four Treasures of the Study. land.

She quickly used her body to block the whereabouts of the Four Treasures of the Study. She was shocked and quickened her pace to come to the emperor's side.

She didn't even raise her eyes to look at the emperor's face, didn't discern the look in his eyes, and reached out to pick up the pajamas embroidered with plum blossoms and lilies.

"The size you made is just right, not too big, not too small. Mr. Angui is thoughtful." The emperor said.

The set of pajamas in An Lingrong's hand was originally measured and made, so it naturally fit just right when she put it on.

An Lingrong carefully rolled up her purple belt and tied a knot on the right side of her front. After crouching down, she stood up and stood up, brushing the emperor's body at close range.

As soon as she raised her head, she saw a flash of scarlet in the emperor's eyes. Before she could speak, the emperor lowered his head, his face getting closer and closer, and his rapid breathing almost hit her face.

The candle burns brighter and brighter...the incense becomes thicker and thicker...

The next day, at dawn, An Lingrong opened her eyes and saw the emperor wearing the plum blossom and lily pajamas from last night, sitting in front of the desk to review the memorial. She found that her body was sore, and she leaned half of her body on the bedside, lazily. Seeing the bright lights all over the hall, my mind suddenly wandered.

The emperor gently put down the brush in his hand, closed the memorial, rubbed his red and tired eyes, and seemed to understand her sadness. He took two steps closer to help her up with one hand, helped her down and put her on a chair with a wide back. superior.

"After breakfast with me, come back to Bitong Academy!" came the Emperor's light voice.

Eunuch Su ordered someone to deliver the breakfast. There were several plates of pastries, side dishes and black rice and lily porridge. The emperor pushed a plate of durian cakes in front of An Lingrong and said, "An Gui people like to eat durian cakes. I specially ordered the meal." Fang made fresh durian cakes, but I couldn’t get used to the taste, so I gave them to An Gui."

An Lingrong pretended to be surprised and said: "Your Majesty is interested. Thank you Your Majesty. This durian cake is crispy on the outside and soft on the inside. It is very delicious. Don't you try it?"

The emperor raised his eyebrows and said: "The Angui people will ask me for my opinion, and I have explained that I will not eat this! Every time it is time to eat, I will think of the queen and the queen mother, especially the queen who often whispers in my ears: Your Majesty, you You can't eat this, you can't eat that, you can't go too far. Too many rules will make you unhappy when you eat. I won't restrict you, and you don't want to restrict me. You can eat whatever you want, and if you don't like it, just eat it. You don’t have to eat. That’s why I don’t like to eat in the queen’s palace. I can eat whatever I like, and you, Mr. Angui, don’t have to be formal either.”

An Lingrong did not expect that one sentence would lead to such a long discussion from the emperor. This matter must have been in his heart for a long time. An Lingrong was silent, but he was unwilling to touch the dishes.

The emperor, probably sensing her emotions, stopped talking, took a closer look at her, and put the remaining four durian cakes into her bowl one after another.

"Don't be angry, eat it!" the emperor ordered.

Just now I kept saying that there was no need to be polite, but now I changed my tune.

An Lingrong smiled slightly. After eating three, there was still one left. She looked at the emperor and smiled foolishly: "Your Majesty, I can't eat any more. I can't eat anymore."

The emperor picked up the last durian su and said seriously: "This is a special snack made in the palace. The aroma is fragrant. I only need to take a small taste and I won't be able to stop."

The emperor took a small bite, and a tangy aroma came to his nostrils. He endured it, opened his mouth and bit into half of the durian soda, hoping to achieve a quick victory.

Unexpectedly, after the first half entered the mouth, the second half was indeed unable to be swallowed.

The half durian soda lingered in his mouth, as if a foreign object was stuck in his throat, and the discomfort spread endlessly from his stomach upwards.

He couldn't help but bend down, his body trembling slightly.

"Ugh..." Before the emperor could restrain himself, he lowered his head and vomited out. The pungent smell came. Then, he coughed violently, and kept coughing up yellow-green stuff, which made him choke. Tears were shed.

An Lingrong hurriedly stepped forward and patted his back gently and said, "Your Majesty, it's all my fault. Unfortunately, I can't eat anymore. I have a small stomach and it's easy to be full."

"This durian soy tastes so painful to eat! It smells so bad!" The emperor wiped away his tears and said dissatisfied.

"Your Majesty, this concubine tastes delicious! Your Majesty is not used to it yet." An Lingrong explained.

An Lingrong did not recover, so the emperor kept her in the Qinzheng Hall to accompany him to review the memorial.

After approving and approving, the emperor said again: "Mr. An Gui, are your parents okay? If leaving the palace once a month is not enough, I can grant you more time."

An Lingrong's eyes widened and he said, "Thank you for your grace, Your Majesty. Since my concubine's father resigned from office, he has stayed with his mother and siblings at home. The family is also in harmony and safe."

The emperor nodded and said: "Then I will allow you to leave the palace three times a month to visit your parents! Since An Guiren you helped Hui Guiren give birth to the fourteenth brother, I originally wanted to give An Bihuai an official position, but It is found that he has done nothing in his job for several years, with mediocre qualifications and ordinary abilities. Even if he enters the officialdom, he is only suitable for some false names and cannot achieve actual results. It is right for An Bihuai to resign."

An Lingrong said softly: "My father has no official position and is young. It is a great blessing to be able to spend his old age peacefully. It is all thanks to the emperor."

The emperor smiled slightly and said: "However, if An Guiren follows the rules in the palace and makes no mistakes, An Gui people will inevitably gossip if they want to be promoted in the future if they have no background. If there are suitable candidates, An Gui people can recommend them to me, such as Royal Medicine Secretary, when the Ministry of Internal Affairs is short of people, there happens to be a suitable one. If he can be used, I will promote him for the sake of An Gui. In terms of family background, An Gui has no advantage at all."

An Lingrong Yingying said: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your advice. I will keep it in mind."