[The Legend of Zhen Huan] Rebirth of An Lingrong

On the ninth day of September, the Double Ninth Festival, the sun is shining brightly, and the sky on the grassland is as clear as water. Although there are no mountains to climb, it is also a special scene.

During the day, the emperor took Ling Rong, Concubine Hua and other concubines to enjoy the chrysanthemums together. At night, the lights of Ling Rong were going to be turned off to rest, but the emperor suddenly came to Ling Rong's tent, which made Ling Rong a little uncertain about the direction.

"The emperor, why is this hour coming? It's windy at night, let's warm up with some hot milk first." Ling Rong stepped forward to remove the emperor's cloak, and offered a bowl of warm milk.

"Talk with me." The emperor held Ling Rong's hand and pulled Ling Rong to sit down on the bed.

"What's bothering the emperor?" Ling Rong asked suspiciously.

"..." The emperor was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "The sinner, Aqina, died yesterday."

"..." Ling Rong's brain went blank for a moment, and all kinds of feelings came to his heart, his heart was sour, he didn't know what expression to make, so he could only respond in silence.

After a while, Ling Rong said in a hoarse voice: "How does the emperor plan to arrange his funeral?"

As soon as the words came out of her mouth, Ling Rong was only at a loss, she didn't even know what she wanted to do when she asked this question at this moment.

"I want to hear your thoughts." The emperor said seriously.

Ling Rong raised his eyes, looked at the emperor blankly, and murmured: "When a person dies like a lamp goes out, it is natural that he should go to the ground to rest. I don't know what to do."

"I can't cool the hearts of the family members and nobles, even if he has a thousand mistakes, he is still the son of Huang Ama after all, I..." The emperor couldn't continue talking.

"The concubine understands, the emperor doesn't have to be so embarrassing." Ling Rong leaned on the emperor and said softly.

The emperor stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around the mausoleum, and said nothing.Ling Rong's thoughts were chaotic, countless thoughts flashed through, and finally calmed down.

Ling Rong has always known that the real culprit who killed He Shun was the temptation of power, and the eighth Fujin was just the knife that killed He Shun.Besides, Ba Fujin had already died, so it would not be too much to say that she was devastated, she had already paid the price for what she had done, and it was time to end the matter.

As a mother, she could never forgive what she did, but as a woman, she admired her and even envied her.Her daring to love and hate, and the unrepentant love between her and her husband are things that she will never have in her entire life.

Forget it, the deceased is gone, why should she hold on to those pains?In the end, it was only him who was in trouble.After thinking it over, Ling Rong felt that the whole person was much more relaxed.

When I think of He Shun again, although I still feel sad, I will no longer be filled with hatred.She thought, without her entanglement and not letting go, Heshun should be able to reincarnate with more peace of mind, then, she should let go completely.

"The concubine has the courage to ask for something, and I hope the emperor will agree." After thinking it through, Ling Rong sat up and looked at the emperor and said seriously.

"Let's listen to it." The emperor stretched out his hand to wipe away the faint tears on Lingrong's face, and said in a warm voice.

"Can the emperor bury the eighth prince together with the eighth elder brother?" Ling Rong summoned up his courage and said.

"Why?" The emperor's face turned cold, and his tone was a little stiff.

"Is the emperor angry?" Ling Rong looked at the emperor timidly.

"I want to know the reason." The emperor said in a slow tone.

"The concubine just thinks that after the death of a woman, she sleeps alone, without incense and offerings, and without the shade of her husband's house, her soul has nowhere to go, it is very desolate.

Since ancient times, when women marry, they follow their husbands. The husband is the woman's sky, and the woman's land is everything to the woman.Even though she was very wrong, in the final analysis, she just loves her husband. "Ling Rong sighed, and continued: "The deceased is dead, and she has already paid the price for what she did. The concubine does not want to be burdened by the past, let alone the emperor's statement. "

"I will consider this matter." The emperor did not agree, nor did he directly refuse.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ling Rong said with a slight smile.

"It's getting late, let's settle it down," said the emperor.

"Yes." Mausoleum hurriedly waited for the emperor to change clothes and go to bed, without saying anything all night.

On the second day, good news came from Yuanmingyuan, saying that Qianguiren and Xinguiren had given birth to the heirs successively.Qiangui took the lead and gave birth to a healthy little elder brother on the night of the eighth day of September, both mother and child were safe; Xingui gave birth to a little princess the next day, both mother and daughter were safe.

When he got the news, Ling Rong was having lunch with the emperor, Ling Rong hurriedly got up and said congratulations: "The concubine congratulates the emperor for having a new son."

"Reward!" said the emperor.

"My concubine, thank you for the reward from the emperor." After finishing speaking, Ling Rong sat down with a smile and continued to accompany the emperor to eat, but she silently mourned for Xia Dongchun, who happened to have a child on the same day as the eighth elder brother died. The luck is really not enough Gao, I don't know if the emperor will have a grudge.

"Depart for the Old Summer Palace in ten days, you should prepare early." After lunch, the emperor said to Lingrong.

"The concubine knows." Ling Rong said with a smile.

"I still have something to do, you can rest." The emperor got up and said.

"The concubine sent the emperor respectfully." Ling Rong watched the emperor leave, and then went to accompany his fat son instead.

Hong Xi seemed to have endless energy, and Ling Rong was dragged out of the tent by Hong Xi in the afternoon.Hongxi took the lead and rushed to the front, fluttering butterflies for a while, picking flowers for a while, so happy.

In the autumn of the grassland, the wind is clear and the clouds are light, the sun is shining but not dry, even if you do nothing but blow the wind, you will feel comfortable.

After walking for a while, Ling Rong saw that Hong Xi's movements had slowed down, so he knew that Hong Xi was tired, so he took Hong Xi to rest under the shade of a tree.The sapphire colored glaze was well prepared, mats, snacks, drinks and even Hong Xi's bedding were brought, everything was there.

Sitting on the soft cushion, seeing Hong Xi sitting there contentedly eating snacks, Ling Rong's heart softened.After eating and drinking enough, Hong Xi leaned on Ling Rong and pestered Ling Rong to tell a story, but after Ling Rong started the story, Hong Xi fell asleep.

The weather was not cold, so Ling Rong didn't ask someone to send Hong Xi back, but just covered Hong Xi with a small quilt, then closed his eyes lightly, enjoying the quiet time.

I don't know how long it took, Qingyu on one side called softly in Lingrong's ear: "My lord, my lord, are you asleep?"

"Huh? What's the matter?" Ling Rong opened her eyes, her eyes were clear, she just let go of her thoughts, but did not fall asleep.

"The concubine Huagui is here, can my lord go to pay her respects?" Qingyu pointed to Concubine Hua who was not far away. In fact, based on their location, Concubine Hua should not have seen them. .

Ling Rong actually didn't want to destroy the beauty at this time, but Concubine Hua seemed to have seen them and was looking in this direction at this time, Ling Rong had to gently remove Hong Xi's head from her lap, and stood up.

"Qingyu, you and grandma stay here to take care of Hongxi, I will come whenever I go." Lingrong ordered.

"Yes, the servant will take good care of the little elder brother, don't worry, the little master." Qingyu said.

Ling Rong walked slowly in the direction of Concubine Hua, and after a while, the two gathered together, and Ling Rong greeted Concubine Hua according to the rules.

"You don't need to be too polite." Concubine Hua said indifferently, she still had the same arrogant look looking down on everyone, but Lingrong felt a little different, and looked more confident.

It seems that Concubine Hua still used that secret recipe, maybe because she really wanted to have a child, or maybe it was just because she really loved that cold and cruel man so much that she wanted to have him at all costs blood.

"Your Majesty looks very good. I think the jade body is safe now?" Ling Rong greeted with a light smile.

"A mere grass snake, of course, can't hurt me. On the contrary, you, Concubine Jin, have always been timid and cautious. You suffered such a fright that day. I'm afraid it will be uncomfortable? Can you ask the imperial doctor to see if there is any root cause of the disease? It's not beautiful anymore." Concubine Hua's words were always a bit harsh, even if she cared about it, it was a bit harsh to listen to.

Ling Rong and Concubine Hua have known each other for many years, and have long been accustomed to Concubine Hua's way of speaking.Now it has developed to the point where I can get rid of those sour words and directly understand the essence. I don't think it's harsh, so I just smiled and said: "Thank you for your concern, my concubine is fine, just drink a bowl of shock tea and you will be fine."

"Hmph, I'm just asking casually." Concubine Hua was a little uncomfortable, raised her eyebrows and said: "In the autumn weather, you dare to take a nap outside. If Brother Six catches a cold, it depends on how you explain to the emperor. .”

"What the empress taught is that the concubine is guilty." Ling Rong bowed his head, as if obediently listening to the training.

"Okay, don't stick around here, go back and take care of Sixth Brother, I really don't know how you are a mother." Concubine Hua waved Ling Rong away.

"The concubine believes that the empress will be the best mother in the future, so the concubine resigns." Ling Rong smiled and resigned. When she left, she vaguely heard Concubine Hua say: "That's natural."

Ling Rong hurried back to Hongxi, seeing that Hongxi was still asleep, seeing that the sun had begun to tilt to the west, he planned to take Hongxi back to the camp.

"My lord, did the imperial concubine embarrass me just now?" Qingyu asked softly.

"Don't speak nonsense, the imperial concubine and empress are just chatting with me, how can you deliberately make things difficult." Ling Rong scolded softly.

"It's the servant who made the judgment, my master forgive me." Qingyu hurriedly pleaded guilty.

"Don't do it again in the future." Ling Rong said coldly, but she was very satisfied in her heart, this was the result she wanted.

Speaking of which, she would like to thank Concubine Hua for her somewhat domineering temperament. In the eyes of outsiders, although her relationship with Concubine Hua is not very bad, it is definitely not good.In the scene just now, it seemed that Concubine Hua was making things difficult for her. No one would believe that she would give Concubine Hua the secret recipe for conceiving a child, or even believe that she would hope Concubine Hua would conceive. This is the best, so she is the safest.

On September 22th, the large troops started to return to the Old Summer Palace, and arrived on September [-]nd. The empress took a group of concubines to welcome Sheng Jia, and they were busy for half a day.After finally returning to his bedroom, before he had a sip of hot tea, he got the news that the sinner, Seth, had gone.

Ling Rong didn't feel much about this, but just felt that it should be so.

After a short rest, Baojuan, who stayed behind, reported to Lingrong what had happened in the palace these days in detail.

Speaking of which, although Ling Rong has not been away for a long time, many changes have taken place.Mei Zhuang won the favor of the Queen Mother and became pregnant again. The days were very happy, which was expected by Ling Rong; Zhen Huan's fetal image was stable and under control; It is the raising of the newborn eighth elder brother.

Xia Dongchun is just a noble person, so he is not qualified to raise the eighth elder brother himself, and there are already many concubines in the palace, Xia Dongchun is unlikely to be promoted to the throne; and the master of the Yanxi Palace is the Fucha family, she has I have to take care of my own children, and it is impossible to take care of my eighth elder brother.As a result, who will raise the eighth prince has become a problem.

There are many concubines with high status and no heirs in the palace. There are too many choices, but it is difficult to make decisions. Therefore, the empress has not been abnormal for a long time. I am afraid that it will depend on the emperor's will in the end, but I don't know who will get it.

A mother is more expensive than a child, and a son is more expensive than the mother, and elder brother's adoptive mother status is also very important.Soon, the matter came to fruition, and the emperor handed the eighth elder brother over to Concubine Ning to take care of him.As soon as the imperial decree came out, the palace was in an uproar.Concubine Ning is an old man in the palace, she has no favors and no children, she is almost an invisible person, the emperor's decision is basically announcing that the eighth elder brother will not be destined for the throne in the future.

As soon as Ling Rong heard it, he knew that the emperor didn't like this son who was born at an unfortunate time. The emperor really didn't have a big heart.

To Mausoleum's surprise, the emperor finally agreed to the joint burial of Ba Fujin and the eighth prince, but he still did not restore the status of the eighth prince, but was buried next to the eighth prince as a concubine.

And the eighth and ninth elder brothers were finally buried under Beizi's specifications, which can be regarded as saving some of the royal face, and the matter is over.The once powerful "Baye Party" has come to an end, just like fireworks after the splendor, leaving only forgotten ashes.

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I'm here again, thank you for the unseasonable rain and snow tomorrow of mine!

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