[The Legend of Zhen Huan] Rebirth of An Lingrong

Day after day, the life in the deep palace is lonely and boring, but it still has to go on day by day.

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, the first winter snow arrived as scheduled, and the 12th year of Yongzheng was coming to an end. The weather was getting colder and colder, and Ling Rong had prepared winter clothes for the three children early.

Ever since the emperor was completely obsessed with pills, the entire harem was like a cold palace, with no one to fight for, the harem was terribly silent.After the initial confusion and panic, Lingrong also returned to his own life. Every day he just read books, embroidered, and took good care of his three children. His days were peaceful and happy.She has already done everything she can do, and no one can wake up the person who pretends to be asleep.

On the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month, the weather was particularly good. After drinking hot Laba porridge, Ling Rong took a stuffy and happy walk in the imperial garden to bask in the sun.The warm sun in winter is bright and ironing, but not too hot, Ling Rong can't help but close his eyes comfortably, and tilt his head slightly to feel it.

The mausoleum is already in her twenties, and the years have left traces on her body, taking away the brilliance and vitality of the girl, leaving behind the warmth and gentleness like the warm winter sun.

Today's mausoleum has long lost the petty air of being disliked by others, and her temperament has also undergone earth-shaking changes in these years of pampered and high-ranking life.Even if she didn't wear expensive jewelry today, but simply wore the palace flower that she had nothing to do, it still wouldn't make people mistake her identity.

"Er Niang." Hongrui's voice interrupted Ling Rong who closed his eyes to rest his mind, Ling Rong opened his eyes and smiled softly.

"My son greets Er Niang." Hong Xi said with a smile.

"Greetings to Concubine Chen." The two teenagers who looked very similar greeted An. They were also dressed in yellow belts, but they were from which family, but there was a sense of familiarity in their brows and eyes.

"It's all free." Ling Rong said with a smile.

"Brother, brother." Heyue, who was playing, threw herself on Hong Xi, and Hong Xi lovingly hugged her younger sister.

"Emiang, this is Prince Yi's fourth son, Hong Jun." Hong Xi pointed to the older boy, then pointed to another boy and said, "The other is Hong Xiao, the seventh son of Prince Yi. "

"So it's the two elder brothers of Prince Yi's family." Ling Rong suddenly realized that the trace of familiarity came from him.

The bright and transparent prince has also passed away for several years, the world is really impermanent, the mausoleum sighed invisibly, and then just smiled and said: "The two elder brothers are quite like Prince Yi back then."

"Your Majesty has seen my Ama?" Hong Xiao asked curiously. Hong Xiao and Hong Xi are about the same age, and they usually hang out together. Hong Rui likes to show off the clothes and snacks he prepared for him. Hong Xiao So I was always curious, and I didn't feel restrained when I saw the mausoleum.

"Many years ago, we met a few times." Ling Rong said with a smile, she was grateful to Prince Yi.

A few short contacts, but still remain in the memory, the friendship between gentlemen is as pale as water, maybe that's it.

"Oh, then..." Hong Xiao wanted to say something, but was stopped by Hong Jun who was on the side. Hong Jun had already reached the crown, and he handled things very calmly.

Looking at the way Hongxi disciplined Hongxiao, Lingrong felt that he saw Hongxi discipline Hongrui in normal times.

The brother of the same mother is always the closest. She is glad that Hongxi is not fighting alone, even though Hongrui can't help much now.But one day, they will all grow up, and then they will become each other's support.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Hong Jun and Hong Xiao bid farewell and left the palace, leaving only Ling Rong, mother and son walking and talking in the imperial garden.

"Why did you leave school so early today?" Ling Rong asked.

"Today is the Laba Festival. The masters gave us a holiday after assigning homework. It's time to close the pen and rest." Hongrui said happily.

"I just know how to play. The master assigns a lot of homework. If you can't finish it carefully, you will be punished for copying!" Hongrui complained.

"Brother, can you not hit me if you have a big festival!" Hong Rui said angrily.

"Always be lazy and be punished for plagiarism, it's embarrassing to me!" Hong Xi said.

"Shame, shame, hee hee..." He Yue, who was lying on Hong Xi's shoulder, shaved her own face and shamed Hong Rui.

"You, you! Huh!" Hongrui looked angrily at the big and small around him, snorted, and turned his head to ignore them.

"Hehe..." Ling Rong covered his mouth and smiled softly, looking at his three children tenderly, very contented.

After lunch, the nanny took Heyue to take a nap, Hongrui didn't know where he went, and Hongxi worked hard in the study.

After taking a nap for a while, Ling Rong brought some fresh honey pomelo from the House of Internal Affairs to see Hong Xi.

"Hong Xi, are you busy? Can Er Niang come in?" Ling Rong knocked lightly on the door and asked.

Hongxi was early wise, after the age of eight, it was difficult for Ling Rong to completely treat him as a child. In the past year, the unsettled changes in the court and the harem made Hongxi more mature.Ling Rong felt relieved in spite of her distress. Similarly, she also gave Hong Xi the same respect as an adult.

"Why did Er Niang come in person?" Hong Xi opened the door and welcomed Ling Rong in with a smile.

"Emiang sees that you have been busy these days, and you have lost a lot of weight. Others can't persuade you, so I can only come to watch you rest in person." Ling Rong said, "The fresh grapefruit you like, the housekeeper The government has just sent it, so hurry up and try it."

"Thank you, Er Niang." Hong Xi wiped his hands, picked up the peeled grapefruit and started to eat.

"What's the rush, eat slowly, and be careful not to choke." Ling Rong looked at Hong Xi lovingly, feeling a little melancholy in her heart.If Hongxi was given another five years, Hongxi would definitely grow better, then everything would be different, she wouldn't be so worried, and now she doesn't know how long the emperor can last.

"Why is Er Niang sighing?" Hong Xi asked.

"Er Niang was just thinking, if Er Niang entered the palace a few years earlier and Xi'er was born a few years earlier, it would be fine." Ling Rong said.

"Don't worry, Erniang, my son has grown up, and he will be able to protect Erniang and his younger siblings well." Hong Xi said.

"Don't worry about Er Niang, and don't worry about Xi'er. Er Niang is still young, and she can still protect Hongrui and Yue'er for a few more years. Xi'er can just do her own thing at ease. Er Niang will support you." Ling Rong smiled Touching Hong Xi's face, said.

"Thank you, Er Niang." Hong Xi said.

"Xi'er, are you very close to Hong Jun and Hong Xiao?" Ling Rong asked hesitantly.

"Hong Xiao and I are about the same age, and we got along best when we were studying in the study room. As for Hong Xiao, we only met in the past two years, so it's not very close." Hong Xi said.

"Prince Yi is both wise and brave, and his son-in-law will not be bad." Ling Rong nodded.

"Emiang recognizes Uncle Thirteen? How come Emiang never mentioned it before?" Hong Xi asked.

"It's just a few encounters. Many years ago, in the school grounds, Er Niang's horse was frightened, and Prince Yi once saved Er Niang; after He Shun left, Er Niang went to pray for He Shun, and she was also protected by Prince Yi.

Speaking of which, Er Niang still owed Prince Yi a lot of favors, but she never had the chance to repay. "Those old people and old things are still vivid in my mind, but things are different, Ling Rong said with a little melancholy, his heart is old.

"Er Niang is suffering." Hong Xi comforted Ling Rong's hand.

He always knew that he had a twin sister, and knew that it was an indelible pain in Lingrong's heart. He never dared to mention it, but secretly vowed to protect Hongrui and Heyue, and never let Erniang get hurt again!

Huang Ama's situation is not optimistic. Although he has gathered some contacts, it is not enough to get what he wants.Those old fritters are all scheming, and if they don't see rabbits, they won't throw eagles.He comes from an ordinary background and is too young, those old fritters will not be used by him.And those who took the initiative to come over were either useless flatterers, or careerists who wanted to manipulate him.

Hmph, even if he, Aixinjueluo* Hongxi, cannot be an emperor, he will never be a puppet in the hands of others.If Huang Ama can last for a few more years, he is expected to fight for it. If not, he can learn from Thirteenth Uncle to be a good king, so why not!

"Xi'er get busy first, Er Niang won't bother you anymore," Ling Rong said.

"Son to my mother." Hong Xi got up and sent Ling Rong to the door, only to be persuaded by Ling Rong to go back.

After leaving the study, Ling Rong thought for a while, and then went to Mei Zhuang and Concubine Hua, one for short and three for long. She believed that she was not the only one who wanted to know the current physical condition of the emperor, and she just hoped that things would not be too bad.

Ling Rong went to Concubine Hua first, and Concubine Hua's Yikun Palace was still so magnificent, but there were far fewer familiar faces.When the Nian family was in decline, well-connected court ladies and eunuchs looked for other outlets one after another. Even if Concubine Hua later regained her favor, she still lost her former glory.The human feelings in the harem are cold and warm, always so naked and bloody.

When Ling Rong was invited into the room, Concubine Hua was playing with her daughter. Since having her own child, Concubine Hua has softened a lot, but the arrogance between her brows remains the same.

"What kind of wind is blowing today, why did Concubine Chen condescend to come to my Yikun Palace?" Concubine Hua raised her eyebrows and smiled.

"If you don't have anything to go to the Three Treasures Hall, naturally you will ask Concubine Hua for help." Ling Rong said straight to the point.

"Oh? What can bother you? If you can't solve the problem, what's the use of asking me." Concubine Hua said unforgivingly, but she still retreated from the crowd and discussed with Ling Rong alone.

"Finally, what do you want me for?" Concubine Hua said.

"Your Majesty, is there a way to find out what the current physical condition of the emperor is?" Ling Rong asked.

"Why are you looking into this? Spying on the emperor is a crime that should be punished." Concubine Hua frowned.

"Ming people don't talk dark words, I don't believe in the golden core, and I don't dare to try to change anything, I feel very uneasy, I just want to have a bottom line in my heart." Ling Rong said.

"With so many imperial doctors watching, are you still afraid that someone will harm the emperor? It just doesn't work." Concubine Hua didn't think so.

"Your Majesty, do you really think so? If the words of the imperial physician are trustworthy, there won't be so many people who died suddenly." Ling Rong said mercilessly.

"..." Concubine Hua frowned, obviously thinking of this, but she still couldn't believe that those imperial doctors had such courage.

"Speaking out is a dead end. If you keep it secret and delay, there may be a way out. Who will be the one who stands out?" Ling Rong said.

"Then what does that have to do with me?" Concubine Hua sneered, "The queen has to worry about these things, so what are you worried about? Could it be that you still want to be the queen mother?"

After going through so many things, Concubine Hua has long been cold-hearted towards the emperor, and now she only deals with the emperor for the sake of her family and her own daughter, and keeps her position.

"I won't think about things that don't belong to me, not to mention that the emperor already has two adult princes. But I want to remind the empress Hua that the emperor is still here, and the queen is very cautious. She dare not do anything to you and me, but if The empress has become the only empress dowager, we will not have a good life!" Lingrong said sharply.

"I can only bear with it for a few years at most, and then I can follow my son out of the palace to be raised, and the emperor himself promised that my Heyue will not have to marry outside to raise Mongolia.

But you, ma'am, you can save the little princess' life, but you can't dominate her marriage!At that time, what does the empress want to do? "Ling Rong stared into Concubine Hua's eyes and said mercilessly.

"You!" Concubine Hua, who was poked into a weakness, was very angry. "The empress has no children and no favors. Even if she becomes a mother empress dowager, so what. The new emperor and her are just a matter of face, so what can she do to me?"

"Your Majesty really has been shutting the door for too long. Didn't your Majesty hear that the fourth elder brother Hongli has now taken refuge with the queen? The queen has no heirs, and the fourth elder brother has no biological mother. We hit it off immediately. There will be no place for you and me at that time." ?” Ling Rong asked.

In fact, Lingrong just got some rumors, and she wasn't sure that Hongli really took refuge in the queen, but if she didn't say so, how could Concubine Hua stand up?

"I know about this matter, I have to think about it carefully, you go back first." Concubine Hua said solemnly.

"Farewell." Ling Rong didn't delay, and after leaving Yikun Palace, he turned around and went to Xianfu Palace in Meizhuang.

Meizhuang is far more foresighted than Concubine Hua, and has more scruples.Of the three children in Meizhuang, the son is still young and cannot be relied on; the eldest, He Jing, is a princess, who is about to reach the age of marriage, but in the current situation, she may not be able to talk about marriage, and I don't know if she will. Married to Mongolia.She was more worried about the emperor's holy body than Lingrong, and she had been trying her best to understand it, but she couldn't find the right way.

Ling Rong learned something about the situation from Mei Zhuang, and he was even more worried. He was so secretive that the emperor's situation was definitely not optimistic. Obviously Mei Zhuang also thought so, and he kept frowning.Ling Rong explained a few words to Meizhuang, and then went back to Zhongcui Palace.

Ling Rong is not someone who just sits and waits to die, she has been working hard to investigate, Mei Zhuang and Concubine Hua are also working hard, but the progress is not smooth, she only hopes that she is worrying too much.

The author has something to say:

Regarding Thirteen’s question, let me briefly explain that from the very beginning, I didn’t think about group CP. I really don’t like the kind of drama where married people still get entangled with other people, so from the beginning, the friendship between gentlemen is as light as water. settings.They can help each other, but they will never get too close. Originally, they wanted Shisan to become a good memory in Ling Rong's heart.Later, it was indeed because someone commented that I did not continue to write about the old thirteen.

I like Shisan very much, and I have considered digging a hole alone, but currently there is only copywriting, hahaha