Xia Ruchun wanted to introduce someone to An Lingrong. An Lingrong never imagined that the person Xia Ruchun wanted to introduce to him was actually related to Concubine Hua.

The night was getting dark. Xia Ruchun and An Lingrong hid behind the huge locust tree and secretly looked at the road into the temple. According to Xia Ruchun, at this time every day, she would pick herbs from the mountains and walk through the night. Return to the temple. Soon, a young woman came in at the entrance of the temple. Her hair was tied up in a high ponytail and she was dressed in a smart outfit. She stamped her feet on the ground and stamped the soil on her trousers. She was about fifteen or sixteen years old and had a long hair. Very elegant and agile.

An Lingrong was puzzled. He looked at Xia Ruchun inexplicably and asked in confusion: "Xia Ruchun, don't you know? You called me here from the Forbidden City just to see her? Do you want me to recommend her to Your Majesty?"

Xia Ruchun pressed down An Lingrong's outstretched finger and said, "Sister An, don't worry yet! It's not her I asked you to come all the way to see, but someone else."

Several people quietly followed the young girl into another hidden courtyard. The faint cry of a child could be heard in the courtyard. How could there be such a small child crying in such a temple?

An Lingrong couldn't help but became curious. She looked in through the window and saw the girl lowering her head and coaxing a baby girl in the cradle. The baby girl had skin that could be broken and her eyes were watery. When I woke up, the baby girl seemed to be more than a year old. She was babbling and learning to speak. She had a bottle in her mouth and smiled at the young girl.

The more An Lingrong looked at it, the more he felt something was wrong. Why did this baby girl look so much like Concubine Hua? The only person who came to Taihang Mountain was Concubine Hua, who had been practicing here for a year, but this baby girl obviously looked like the same mold as Concubine Hua.

An Lingrong shook his head and said, "Xia Ruchun, this must be a coincidence. Where are the father and mother of this baby girl, and who is this young girl?"

Xia Ruchun shook her head and said, "Sister An, I am also curious, but I have lived here for so long and I have never seen this baby girl's biological father and mother come here to see her."

An Lingrong thought: "They are probably abandoned orphans, maybe they were picked up here by the abbot of the temple."

An Lingrong took a closer look at Xia Ruchun's residence. It was very clean and everything inside was complete. She just changed places to chant sutras and chant Buddha. After such a long time, her eyes became clear and she could speak. The speed of his speech has slowed down, and his temper has softened a lot.

Xia Ruchun was concerned about her daughter's current situation in Concubine Duan's palace. An Lingrong told her that everything was fine in Chunchun. Concubine Duan was patient and liked children, so she could rest assured that she would raise her. An Lingrong's thoughts were not calming down, and there was a hint of anger between her eyebrows. She said softly: "Qin Sanyue, go and ask the abbot of the temple to come and have a talk."

Qin Sanyue went to invite the old monk. The old monk was obviously a little panicked. He knelt down on the ground without saying a word. At first he could introduce clearly: "Monk Lao Sankong, please listen to the lectures of Empress Libin. Jianli The temple has been established for more than thirty years. Knowing that Lady Xia is from the palace, she takes special care of her and will not let her do rough work. The servants in the temple are at her disposal. Please inform Lao Na of the location." After saying this, Fu fell to the ground.

An Lingrong said with a smile: "Thank you for your hard work, Abbot Sankong. Our sister Xia has just given birth, so naturally she cannot do rough and heavy work. Moreover, she was not sent out of the palace as a punishment, unlike the previous concubines." , Concubine Hua was the one who was punished from the palace, and Sister Xia invited herself to practice in Taihang Mountain. I heard that the environment here is quiet and the feng shui is nurturing, so it is true."

Monk Sankong's body trembled slightly and he said: "Empress Libin, please forgive me for any inconvenience."

An Lingrong slowly lowered his body and said: "Abbot Sankong, how come you, a monk and nun, have a child here? Bring the child here for us to have a look. He looks familiar to me."

Monk Sankong's hands trembled slightly and he said: "Empress Libin, you are joking. I am right. This is a monk and nunnery temple. Where did the child come from?"

An Lingrong winked at Qin Sanyue. Qin Sanyue took a staggered step forward, grabbed the collar of the back of Monk Sankong's neck with his bare hands, lifted his whole body into the air, and then looked at him coldly. Monk Sankong's eyes were weak, and he quickly begged for mercy: "Empress Libin, please spare your life. I picked the child up on the road because I felt sorry for the child. I will ask someone to bring the child over and show it to the empress."

An Lingrong's eyebrows slowly lowered, and the expression on his face was unclear. Qin Sanyue let go of his hand suddenly, gently knocked Monk Sankong to the ground and said: "Look, telling the truth is much easier! Go and take the child away." Come on, by the way, the younger and older girl should also be called over to show Empress Libin."

Soon the young girl knelt down in front of An Lingrong with the baby girl in her arms and said, "A Sang, a folk girl, has seen Empress Libin."

Qin Sanyue took the baby girl from Asang's hand and handed it to An Lingrong. An Lingrong looked at the child carefully. She was looking at An Lingrong with her eyes wide open curiously. She opened and closed her little mouth, making babbling sounds. An Lingrong's heart moved. She really looked like Concubine Hua. Her skin was white, her hands and feet Delicate, delicate and tender, pure and lovely.

An Lingrong asked softly: "Abbot Sankong, you said you picked this child up. Where did you pick it up? Do you have any tokens on you?"

Abbot Sankong took out a chain from his arms and handed it to An Lingrong. It was a key. According to Monk Sankong, the child was picked up near the main temple of Taihang Mountain. It was still dark at that time. When he opened the door He heard the cry of a child. It turned out that the child was put in a basket and hung on a big tree on the right side of the gate. Then he took the child into the temple and found some goat milk to feed her. . And this Asang is also an orphan. She has been raised in the temple for more than ten years. Monk Sankong picked her up when she was three and a half years old. She still does not know who her father and mother are.

Asang is not important, what is important is the baby girl in his hand. An Lingrong remembered that Concubine Hua had been practicing here for just one year. If it was Concubine Hua's child, who was Concubine Hua's child? Could it be the Sankong monk in front of me?

At An Lingrong's order, Qin Sanyue called all the monks in the temple with his sword. Monk Sankong counted them: three truths, three yuan, three fire, three methods, hey, where have the three provinces gone? What about the three provinces?

He said that San Sheng was in charge of firewood. Even Monk Sankong himself couldn't tell when the person disappeared, and the others shook their heads.

When An Lingrong had this idea in her mind, she couldn't believe her eyes. Concubine Hua was obviously in bad health and couldn't have children! How could it be her child? In just one year, she cheated? Is the cheating partner still a monk? What a surprise.

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