An Lingrong's Rebirth: The Lock of Qingqiu

"I am reviewing the zhezi. You sit down next to me and read the zhezi to me." The emperor's tone was slow and gentle.

The complicated emotions troubled her, and they were like a mess. The densely packed characters turned into a raging fire that killed people, burning her eyes red.

She couldn't remember clearly what was written in the memorial, nor could she remember what she read.

She only heard the emperor sighing deeply, and the sound of the brush hitting the desk was clearly audible. Then her body was pulled by the force, and she stood up involuntarily, and lifted her into the emperor's spacious arms. The emperor held her gently. Put it on the dragon bed.

"Your Majesty, haven't you taken a bath yet?"

She gently wiped away the tear marks on her face, and then saw thick black ink on the pads of her right fingers.

"Well, it's okay. You go to bed first and I'll give you some advice later. There's no need to take a shower tonight. I'll ask the palace servants to change the quilt covers in the early hours of tomorrow morning."

The lights in the palace flickered on and off, the emperor's back was swaying vaguely, and heavy emotions were suppressed. How could he sleep like this?

In the haziness, a strange fragrance came to me, and my head became heavier and heavier, so heavy...

In a trance, I saw the emperor tugging at Yi's sleeping incense.

The next day, when she opened her eyes, the sky was already slightly bright, and there seemed to be a copper wall inside the bed. She pushed it a few times, but it didn't move at all.

An Lingrong woke up instantly. He was sleeping on the emperor's dragon bed. This was the Hall of Nourishing Heart, not the Hall of Cuihe.

The emperor was wrapped tightly in a thick quilt. He actually slept in his clothes. He didn't take a shower last night. The bottom layer he wore was the same clothes he wore last night when he was reviewing the papers.

The quilt held by the emperor and the quilt held in her arms were two different quilts.

It's really shocking.

An Lingrong crept on his hands and feet, stretched out his feet from the quilt, and slowly fell onto the bed, feeling cold and chilled to his heart.

My head still hurts vaguely, and I am in a daze.

What about another shoe? Why is it missing?

Not under the bed; not under the table.

She wore a warm and soft shoe on one foot, and the other foot was bare on the cold ground of Yangxin Hall. She was hopping around looking for shoes.

Finally I saw it, the shoe flew under the window sill.

What happened last night?

Remembering it, it seemed that the emperor was about to put her on the bed and told her to have a good rest. He hadn't bathed yet, so he anxiously raised his feet and kicked her a few times.

The emperor was in a good mood last night, and he came here to comfort himself. If his mother was not so miserable, how could he be so good?

My mother doesn't know what's going on.

Once entering the palace, the gate is as deep as the sea. Women who enter the palace cannot leave the palace to visit their relatives, and relatives at home can only visit the palace on specific days.

After much anticipation, a familiar figure finally got out of the carriage at the entrance of the palace.

"Mother...it's all my fault. I didn't take good care of my mother."

"Good luck to you." Seeing that my mother's legs and feet were injured and her body was inconvenient, she bent down and wanted to salute.

An Lingrong couldn't stop crying, one drop, one drop, another drop...

It fell on the corner of the mouth, bitter and salty.

Lin Xiu was picked up by Qin Sanyue and carried directly into Cuihe Hall.

The sight of her mother's mouth catching fire made An Lingrong tremble all over.

Since An Lingrong was promoted to the palace, the business in the store has become more and more prosperous, and even An's father's attitude towards his mother has changed a lot.

An's father also called two maids from his house to come over and help in the store.

As soon as I was busy, I was busy until after dinner.

After dinner, a flawless piece of embroidery: "Spring Dawn" was returned by the guest.

The pictures are full of patterns, but the customer insists that the embroidery was not done according to his requirements and something went wrong, so he insists on returning the work and getting his money back.

It took a lot of time and effort to embroider this picture, and I promise that if there are no defects, I will not return it easily.

"My guest, this spring dawn picture was embroidered according to your request. So why are you dissatisfied now?" Mother asked.

"I'm not satisfied with anything. I'm going to give this painting to my wife as a birthday gift. If she's not satisfied, it's useless to say anything. Either the money will be refunded or you can embroider another one. My wife said the color is too bright. The one on the left is thicker and the one on the right is lighter.”

"My guest, if you want to embroider again, you have to pay an important amount of silver. This design and color were embroidered according to your request." The two maids started arguing with the guest, who was a man in his thirties.

The theory came and went, and the man started moving his hands on the shop floor. The sound of violent fists and kicks and the maid's cry for help echoed in the room.

Not long afterward, his father An Bihuai came back and was furious when he saw this. He ordered someone to arrest the man. Before sending him to prison, he tortured him until he curled up on the ground and was covered with sweat. his cheek.

Then he grabbed the back of his neck and pulled him back hard. A crackling sound came from his spine until he roared in pain and tried to break free.

What no one expected was that the man put his hands around his head and hit the stone fence on the side. He knocked himself out and fell to the ground. He didn't struggle anymore. He fainted and was locked for a few times. God, this man paid his mother some money and was released from the Yamen.

On the night when the man was released from prison, his mother's store caught fire.

The fire spread quickly. The shop was filled with fabrics and embroidery products, which were dry and flammable. The flames were rising higher and higher, which was extremely scary.

My father rushed to the scene with the servants of An Mansion and put out the fire. The two maids worked hard to wet the quilt with water and put it on their mother. They rescued her first and then went back to put out the fire. The mother was injured in two cases. Legs, their whole bodies were burned to varying degrees.

It was obvious that the fire was set by man.

An Lingrong gritted his teeth when he heard these words.

"Does mother know the details of this guest? Have you ever had any enmity with him before?"

Lin Xiu shook his head and said, "I have never seen this person before. He only appeared recently."

"The emperor has sent people to investigate. My mother is resting in the palace. The emperor has sent the palace doctor to diagnose and treat my mother."

Not long after, Wen Shichu from Taiyuan Hospital came over with Wan Changzai, Chun Changzai, Huanbi, Liuzhu and others.

Xia Dongchun and noble Fucha also came to visit their mother.

The heavy box was handed from Wan Changzai's hand to An Lingrong's, and she said: "Sister An, these are tonics, you can eat them right out of the box."

Xia Dongchun said: "Sister An, this is the bird's nest that the Queen gave me. I just cooked it for your mother to eat."

The noble Fucha glanced at it lightly and said: "Sister An, this is the red ginseng from the Western Regions. It was also rewarded by the Queen. I give it to your mother."

When Xia Dongchun's eyes turned cold, he put his hand into An Lingrong's arm and walked forward close to An Lingrong's body.

"Let your mother stay in the palace for a longer time. Her leg injury is relatively good. Doctor Wen just came over and said that after three weeks of medicine, she can regain 70-80% of her strength."

"I want my mother to get well before I return to An Mansion. The matter has not yet been investigated clearly. I am always worried."