[The Legend of Zhen Huan] Rebirth of An Lingrong

Back in the inner room, Ling Rong coaxed Hong Xi to sleep before he calmed down to think about today's affairs.Of course, she has seen this hairpin of Hehe Erxian before. The Empress Dowager gave it to the pregnant Meizhuang and the pregnant Zhen Huan successively, and now it is rewarded to the pregnant herself.

Every time it is rewarded to the pregnant concubine, why is this?Ling Rong thought hard, but there was no result, so he put the hairpin on the dressing table.

No matter what the Queen Mother's intentions are, as a junior, she only has Xie En, and she always wears this hairpin.

Ling Rong is pregnant now, and she is tired quickly, so she took some soup and supplements, and then lay down on the soft bed to take a nap.Dimly, Ling Rong seemed to hear a notification sound, and wanted to get up, but he was really sleepy, and his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't open them no matter what.

After a while, familiar footsteps came to the bed accompanied by the unique smell of ambergris on the emperor's body, which let Ling Rong know that he heard correctly, the emperor had indeed come.

The emperor didn't come to wake her up when he came, so it must be the emperor's permission. Thinking of this, Ling Rong indulged himself and continued to squint, but he didn't really fall asleep.

"Why is Concubine Jin's face so pale? Have you invited the imperial physician to take a look?" the emperor asked in a low voice.

"Returning to the emperor, I invited the imperial physician to check the pulse yesterday. The imperial physician said that the weather is hot, and the young master is suffering from the heat, so just drink a few decoctions and it will be fine." Qingyu replied respectfully.

"How can you suffer from the heat when you're fine, but there's not enough ice here for Concubine Jin? Or are you servants not doing your best?" The emperor's voice was slightly cold.

"The emperor is happy and angry, and the imperial physician told her that pregnant women should not be greedy for cold, and... and..." Qingyu knelt on the ground trembling and hesitated to speak.

"Speak!" The emperor was slightly annoyed, but he still paid attention to controlling his volume.

"Yesterday, the weather was fine, and the young master went... to enjoy the flowers, so... he suffered from the heat. The servant failed to take good care of the young master, the servant deserves to die!" Qingyu buried her head in panic.

The emperor was silent for a moment, and then he said: "Get up, and take good care of your little master. If there is nothing urgent, don't go out to 'bask in the sun'." The emperor said in a weak tone, "If anyone invites you, just say yes. What I mean. If Concubine Jin is bored, wait until the sun is not so strong, and then go out for a walk." The emperor ordered.

"Yes, slaves obey the order." Everyone hurriedly responded.

The emperor stretched out his hand to smooth the broken hair on Ling Rong's cheek, very gentle, Ling Rong's eyelashes paused slightly, and quietly opened his eyes.

"Your Majesty..." The soft call was more like a whisper, and it made people's hearts soften.

"Are you awake? It's getting late, and it's time to get up for lunch." The emperor said gently.

"The concubine is rude, the emperor forgives the sin." Ling Rong sat up slowly, pleading guilty with a weary smile, his face was still slightly pale.

"Your body is important, so let's avoid those vain rituals." The emperor stroked the loose long hair of the mausoleum and said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ling Rong leaned lightly on the Emperor's shoulder, and whispered softly, "I haven't had a meal with the Emperor for quite a while."

"Didn't I come here?" The emperor patted Ling Rong on the back and said, "Su Peisheng, tell the imperial dining room that I want to eat at Concubine Jin's place."

"Hey." Su Peisheng responded, and then the clever little eunuch left and went to the imperial dining room to give instructions.

Amber waits for the emperor to wash up, and sapphire waits for the mausoleum to freshen up.Ling Rong didn't even intend to go out, so he simply put on his coat. After cleaning his hands and face, he used a long flower hairpin to simply pull up his long hair.

"The courtiers and concubines serve the emperor's meals." Ling stood beside the emperor with a smile on his face, and the table was already filled with all kinds of exquisite dishes.

"Sit down and have dinner with me." The emperor held Ling Rong's hand and led Ling Rong to sit down, while the little eunuch on the side hurriedly stepped forward to serve the two of them.

"Thank you, my concubine, for the emperor's grace." Ling smiled and thanked him, and poured a bowl of iced mung bean soup for the emperor, and filled a small half bowl for himself.

"Mung bean soup is too cold, drink some white fungus and lotus seed soup." The emperor said.

Qingyu on the side hurriedly removed the mung bean soup in front of Lingrong and replaced it with white fungus and lotus seed soup.

"Your majesty..." Ling Rong looked at the emperor pitifully.

"It's getting more and more childish." The emperor looked at the mausoleum, and said with a smile: "That's all, let's let it go and drink."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ling Rong tilted his head cutely, smiling contentedly, the golden hairpin on his head caught the emperor's eyes inadvertently but conspicuously.

"This hairpin..." The emperor didn't think of it for a while, and frowned slightly.

"Oh, this is the golden hairpin given to the concubine by the Empress Dowager today." Ling Rong explained with a smile, seeing the emperor's face darken, Ling Rong pretended not to see it, and touched himself in a little embarrassment The big belly that could no longer be concealed continued: "It's just that this hairpin is too expensive, and the concubines really can't stand it, and it's the concubine's duty to spread branches and leaves for the emperor, and the concubines are really ashamed of it."

"The golden hairpin is too gorgeous, which really damages Rong'er's elegance and beauty." The emperor said in a flat tone, with a slight disgust.

"But... the elder's gift cannot be refused..." Ling Rong flipped the hairpin in disbelief.

"Don't wear it if you don't like it." The emperor took off the hairpin nonchalantly, and threw it on the table beside him.

"Your majesty..." Ling Rong gently put down his chopsticks, and looked at the emperor timidly.

"Why, can't bear it?" the emperor said lightly.

Ling Rong hurriedly shook his head and said: "Compared with the gorgeous gold hairpins, my concubine loves the flower hairpins bestowed by the emperor on them even more. Qing melancholy enters the brow.

"This hairpin was given to Huang's mother by Huang's mother when she was fourteen years old." The emperor said lightly.

"Ah?" Ling Rong's eyes widened in surprise, and he said anxiously, "I don't know this golden hairpin is so precious, and I'm really terrified. I implore the emperor to help my concubine." Gritting her teeth silently, she hated the queen mother for using herself as a weapon.

No one in the palace knew that the Empress Dowager favored the youngest son, and there were a lot of quarrels between the emperor and his mother's brothers. The Empress Dowager always wanted the fourteenth elder brother to come back, but failed to do so.This time, I'm afraid it's just the queen mother reminding the emperor with her own hands, so that the emperor will remember her precious little son. It's really well-intentioned!

It's just... the queen mother is so anxious, I'm afraid that the queen mother's body is worse than it looks, and it also shows that the queen mother and the queen's most concerned things are not consistent, or that the queen mother doesn't take herself seriously, which is good news .

"Get up, it's just a hairpin, it doesn't matter, since the queen mother gave it to you, you just keep it." The emperor said.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Ling Rong Xie En got up and continued to accompany the emperor to eat.

Su Peisheng on the side hurriedly picked up the hairpin and handed it to Hu Po, who put the hairpin away and put it away, fearing that the hairpin would never see the light of day again.

The emperor left after eating, Ling Rong sat comfortably in front of the window drinking tea, and the child in his belly also kicked and stretched his fists from time to time in a good mood.

On the second day, the emperor sent someone to send over two boxes of hairpins of various kinds, including jade, silver, agate, pearl, gemstone, tortoise shell...everything that one could expect to find, but there was no golden hairpin. Lingrong picked up one at random. Hairpin smiled sweetly.

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I haven't been thinking well recently, and I haven't written much. Please recover as soon as possible? I wish you all a happy Chinese New Year!