An Lingrong's Rebirth: The Lock of Qingqiu

Cining Palace is so big that as soon as the sound of people disperses, people will feel lonely. Empress Duan no longer closes the palace door tightly every day. Every morning, Ji Xiang will help her out to bask in the sun outside the palace. , An Lingrong fulfilled his promise and asked Little Stool to deliver breakfast to Empress Duan in different ways every day. At first, Empress Duan would reward Little Stool with some silver taels and bring it back to An Lingrong. Later, Little Stool He brought back a summons saying that Concubine Duan wanted to see her and had something important for her.

An Lingrong went to Concubine Duan's palace. Concubine Duan's face was rosy and her complexion was much better. She fumbled in front of the dressing table for a while, then took out a brown jewelry box and handed over a dark green pearl bracelet. Give it to An Lingrong. When An Lingrong saw the green in the black, and the light in the green, the light was pure without any impurities, and he knew it was a valuable item.

An Lingrong quickly returned the bracelet to Concubine Duan, knelt down and saluted: "Concubine Duan, this item is too valuable for me to keep. I moved to Cuihe Hall with the emperor's secret permission. Although everyone in the palace said that the concubine was neglected by the emperor and was not favored by the emperor, the concubine told the emperor that she wanted to stay away from the troubles in the palace and moved to Cuihe Hall just to facilitate the care of the empress."

Concubine Duan was stunned for a while. She seemed not to understand An Lingrong's simple thoughts: "An Chang is here, I have been eating the meals you made for more than half a month. It's rare that you have such thoughts. Thank you for your hard work." You. Compared with usual, my body has strength and energy. This is my little intention, please accept it! I only have this little private collection. If it is other things, I have nothing to offer."

An Lingrong put the pearl bracelet on Concubine Duan's dressing table, stood up and said, "Concubine Duan, I'm just doing something with my hands. What I hope is that Concubine Duan's body will recover as soon as possible."

An Lingrong was about to exit the door. Concubine Duan looked at her seriously and asked: "So An Changzai, what do you want me to do for you? Don't tell me that you just want to be with me in this harem." Stay together until old age and live your whole life indifferently. Others believe it, but I don’t believe it!"

An Lingrong thought about it, if he said that he was approaching Concubine Duan without any purpose at this time, he might not be able to convince her.

An Lingrong thought deeply and then said: "I want to have something to rely on in the harem, and I want to take advantage of the shade of your big tree, Concubine Duan. I don't want to compete for favor, but I also don't want to become a victim of the power struggle in the palace." , I want to survive, to protect myself and my clan."

An Lingrong looked serious, her face was slightly red, and her expression was slightly excited.

Concubine Duan smiled slightly, nodded and said: "Then An Changzai still has some thoughts, but it is a pity that I have already withdrawn from the dispute for favor. However, if we want to save a person in the harem, we only need to keep her alive. This is a simple matter, and I still have this ability. If you want me to protect you, then I have only one condition. You are not a troublemaker, and you can still tolerate it in the harem. Just be patient. The methods of each palace are not as simple as they seem. The relationship underneath is complicated. Some people may appear to be opposites on the surface, but they may not be so in private. As long as you don’t lean on anyone or fawn over anyone, you won’t Whoever you pull and step on will naturally not attract the attention of other concubines in the palace, but if you are like me and keep to yourself, you will lose the favor of the emperor."

An Lingrong slowly met Concubine Duan's eyes, her eyes filled with awe: "But I have no regrets."

Concubine Duan nodded, and without saying another word, she asked Jixiang to push the wheeled cart into the palace.

For some reason, with Concubine Duan's words, An Lingrong didn't feel the slightest bit of cold even when she stayed in the empty courtyard of Cuihe Hall in early winter. She could feel a warm force rising from the bottom of her heart. Her body was stronger and her eyes were full of energy. Do something and don't let yourself stop.

Behind Cining Palace is Cining Garden, and to the right of Cuihe Palace is Cuihe Mountain. A few days ago, she was bored in the palace and took Qin Sanyue up the mountain to collect herbs. She saw that there were many medicinal herbs in the back mountain. Polygonum multiflorum and angelica root, as well as the rare Jiucivine, which can remove dampness, heat and toxins.

An Lingrong took the palace servants with him, carrying a small stool with a big bamboo basket on his back, Qin Sanyue carrying three hoes that he had spent a lot of time getting from the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and Baojuan carrying snacks and drinking water together up the mountain to dig herbs.

The trees on the mountain have not been cut down, and are green and lush. There are dead branches and leaves everywhere on the ground. The ancient trees tower into the sky, and their roots are intertwined and deep into the soil. They wind around the ground and go around and around. The mountain road is special. It was difficult to walk, and the small stool was behind An Lingrong. An Lingrong asked Baojuan to help him climb the slightly higher hillside. But Qin Sanyue was as if he was walking on flat ground. After a few ups and downs, he climbed halfway up the mountain. Holding a blunt ax, he cut a path through the thorn bushes.

The air on the mountain was biting and biting, and there was a slight tingling sensation in the lungs when swallowed. Fortunately, the air was very fresh.

"Little Master, come and see, this is Polygonum multiflorum." An Lingrong followed Qin Sanyue's fingers and looked over her head. She brought Qin Sanyue here last time, and she marked all the places where there were herbs. Now Find the herbs quickly based on the markers.

An Lingrong leaned down to the ground, carefully dug out a piece of Polygonum multiflorum, handed it to a small stool to remove the dust, and put it in a bag.

Baojuan went to pluck the vines nearby, but unexpectedly his clothes got caught on the thorns on the vines.

Baojuan asked in confusion: "My lord, there is everything in this medicinal palace, why do you have to go up the mountain to dig it? Wouldn't it be nice for me to go up the mountain and enjoy the scenery?"

An Lingrong said: "Baojuan, there are quotas for the supplies in this palace. Exceeding too much will attract the attention of others. Let's dig up more Polygonum multiflorum and Angelica sinensis, nourishing herbs, and herbs that can remove moisture and detoxify. Concubine Duan uses it to recuperate her body."

An Lingrong pulled out a piece of Polygonum multiflorum and quickly dug up half a basket along the mountain road. He also dug out a lot of winter bamboo shoots, a lot of angelica, some Jiuci vines, and picked some wild fruits. As a result, he brought a small stool with him. The baskets were too full to hold, so March took off his coat and used it as a baggage. Wrapping Angelica and Polygonum multiflorum, he tied a knot, swung the baggage, hung it on his shoulder, and went down the mountain.

This trip was fruitful, and the group was busy until sunset.

The night is getting darker, the crowd is quiet, but the Cuihe Hall is busy. Juqing is carrying an iron bucket half a person's height to heat hot water. She squats on a small stool and is not afraid of the cold, washing Polygonum multiflorum and Angelica sinensis by the pool where the goldfish are raised. Juan lit firewood to cook the winter bamboo shoots and then tore the bamboo shoots into strips. He was so greedy that he couldn't help tearing off one strip and bit it in his mouth, and found a crisp sound. Qin Sanyue raised his knife and cut the Polygonum multiflorum into pieces in a moment. A mound of thin flakes piled up into a hill.

Everything is ready, just wait for the sun to rise tomorrow, and then you can move it to the sun to dry and store.