An Lingrong's Rebirth: The Lock of Qingqiu

This was probably the first time the emperor rested in Concubine Duan's palace this year. I heard that he slept on a chair until dinner time and was invited away by Zhou Ninghai, the eunuch of Concubine Hua's palace. Concubine Hua was in charge of the affairs of the harem and organized the palace banquet on New Year's Eve. However, because the treasury was empty and there was a shortage of silver, and the emperor could not come up with extra silver, Concubine Hua used her own money to prepare for the palace banquet.

Time flies so fast, and it's New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye. The emperor is having a good time with all the concubines and relatives, but Zhen Huan is still ill and does not attend the banquet. The emperor is looking at the plum blossoms at the banquet, thinking about things and people, alone. One person went to the Meiyuan Garden. On the one hand, the queen blamed Concubine Hua for being ignorant and placing plum blossoms at the family banquet. On the other hand, she was worried about the emperor and secretly asked Prince Guo, who looked talented and elegant and was no less elegant than the emperor, to follow and take care of the emperor. The prince also went to Yimei Garden.

An Lingrong thought that when the emperor saw the plum blossoms, he probably missed Queen Chunyuan. The emperor Wang Xuanling married a wife and had children twelve years ago. His direct descendant Fujin was the niece of the Queen Mother, and now the Queen's biological sister Ulanara Rouze. It's a pity. She died in childbirth five years after their marriage, and the child was not saved. After her death, the emperor was extremely sad and depressed for a time. The emperor posthumously named her "Queen Chunyuan".

Yunli, the king of Guojun, was both civil and military. He was the seventeenth son of the late emperor. He did not like to be involved in government affairs, nor did he seek a wife or concubine. He studied poetry, calligraphy, and music all day long, and did not participate in party disputes. He doesn't care about government affairs and is indifferent to the matter of seizing the legitimate son. He often travels around freely and casually.

The closest brother to the emperor is his seventeenth brother Prince Guo, followed by King Xuanqing of Qinghe.

An Lingrong quickened his pace. There were animal stone carvings, pavilions, rockery and wetlands on the left and right sides of the garden, and the winding paths were complicated. It was the coldest month of winter, the cold wind was bleak, the snow on the ground was barely up to his ankles, and the maple leaves in Shanglin Garden had already withered. The plum blossoms in the Plum Garden are in full bloom.

The palace pink plum blossoms with strong floral fragrance are in dense bloom; the considerate bone red plum blossoms are delicate and charming; the refreshing yellow wintersweet is intellectual and elegant, and the dreamy-scented zhaoshui plum blossoms stand alone in the forest... It is so beautiful that Anling can Rong but has no intention of admiring plum blossoms.

During the day, she had already ordered Baojuan and others to hang the various lanterns they made on the plum trees. The moonlight was hazy, and when looking at people in the hazy sky, one felt as if they were unable to speak.

On the way the emperor was about to pass, An Lingrong took the path and set up the scene in advance. Baojuan and Qin Yueyue were holding lanterns in the dark. An Lingrong, dressed in pink clothes, danced and sang at the same time, with a tender voice. Since entering the palace, she has been training hard until her body is as light as a swallow. Her voice has also given up its original crispness and sweetness, and has turned to the tenderness of pure Yuan. When she entered the palace, her voice was three-thirds like that of Chun Yuan. , and at this time, it is already five or six points like pure yuan.

"Wan Wan, Wan Wan, I was dreaming. Have you come back to visit me? I miss you so hard."

The emperor pushed aside the plum blossoms and his longing eyes fell on An Lingrong's veil. He stretched out his hands, wishing to take off the veil from An Lingrong's face immediately.

An Lingrong was shocked and knelt down on the ground: "Good luck to the Emperor." She could not wait for the Emperor to come and take the veil, so she gently took off the veil herself and looked at the Emperor quietly.

The emperor unexpectedly muttered to himself: "It's you..."

An Lingrong lowered his head and said, "Please forgive me, Your Majesty. It was my concubine who disturbed Your Majesty. Sister Wan is ill. If Your Majesty misses her, he might as well go to Suiyuxuan to see my sister. My sister is on such a lively New Year's Eve." I must be alone in the palace at night and miss my relatives very much."

Of course An Lingrong knew that the Wan Wan the emperor pronounced was Chunyuan, and Wan Chang Zai looked like Chun Yuan, and the Emperor gave Wan Chang Zai the name Wan Wan.

The emperor walked down the steps. He never expected that someone would see through his little thoughts. How could a newcomer who had just entered the palace know about it? He said: "Wan Changzai, I have already gone to check on her. Get up quickly. There is deep snow on the ground. Don't catch a cold."

A smile flashed across the emperor's eyes, and he returned to normal instantly. He stretched out his hand to An Lingrong and gently pulled her up.

An Lingrong led the emperor while singing in a low voice, and walked away in the opposite direction to where Zhen Huan entered the garden. Zhen Huan and Xuan Ling were originally destined to have the best opportunity to fall in love at first sight and become happy with each other, but this was missed.

Before An Lingrong left Yimei Garden, the emperor gave her the title of "Miaoyin Lady". Originally, this title was meant to be given to Yu Ying'er. At this time, Yu Ying'er was still an inconspicuous palace maid. Pruning plum blossoms in the Plum Garden.

In the last life, Wan Chang walked alone in the Plum Garden at night with a lantern, hung her portrait on the plum tree, and left an intriguing poem for the emperor. Then she left quickly, and the emperor did not even see her figure.

Yu Ying'er, who was working nearby, won the favor of the emperor with this poem: "The new wind is like a solution to the problem, and it is easy not to destroy it."

The emperor held An Lingrong's little hand and walked in the Yimei Garden.

"Your Majesty, Sister Wan is ill. Would you like to go over and see her?" An Lingrong said.

"Don't mention her, she is avoiding me? Just think about it, who in the world would avoid me, except Concubine Hua who dares to show some temper in the palace?" The emperor gently pulled her towards him, An Lingrong's body instinctively resisted, but she held it back.

After coming out of Yimei Garden, An Lingrong heard clearly that the emperor asked her to go to the Yangxin Hall to sleep tonight.

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, a flurry of footsteps came along with the noise.

"Something happened, go and call someone over."

"What's going on... How could such an unlucky thing happen on New Year's Eve?"

An Lingrong was shocked.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty..." Su Peisheng hurried over and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the Emperor was safe and sound.

"Come quickly, get someone to go to the imperial doctor at Chuan Tai Hospital."

"An Changzai, you go back and practice the Yuyun song. I want to listen to this song next time, so I won't have to go to bed tonight. You go back to the palace first. I'll go see what's going on." The emperor asked. He opened An Lingrong's hand and frowned slightly.

"The concubines are also going. I will follow, and the emperor will leave first." An Lingrong said.

The emperor did not refuse, and An Lingrong took it as his acquiescence.

A crowd of eunuchs, palace maids, concubines, etc. gathered around the Qianli Pond. An Lingrong took a look through the crowd and took a breath of cold air: I don't know who was lying on the ground motionless with his face turned to the ground and his back to the sky, all wet. One of the shoes on his feet was also missing, his socks were half pulled down, and his soles were white.

Doctor Wen hurried over with a medicine box to help her. It seemed that this person had just fallen into the water and was rescued. It was not known whether he could still save his life. Doctor Wen didn't care about avoiding suspicion at this time. He turned her body over and pressed her chest alternately with his hands. His long hair covered this person's entire face.

After a long time, the emperor said: "Mr. Wen, what's going on? How is he? Can he still be saved?"

Doctor Wen continued to speed up the movements of his hands and shook his head: "There is little hope of returning to the emperor. I will do my best for you..."