[The Legend of Zhen Huan] Rebirth of An Lingrong

The days in Yuanmingyuan were very leisurely, but Ling Rong was always thinking about the things Ling Zhi was to do in his heart, and the weather was getting hotter, so he was inevitably a little anxious, and a few small bumps appeared on the corners of his mouth and forehead, and he looked a little haggard.

"My lord, let's drink some herbal tea." Seeing that Ling Rong was very hot and dry these days, Liuli specially made herbal tea to clear away the heat.

"Is there any news from my brother?" Ling Rong asked after drinking the herbal tea.

"The young master only said that everything at home is fine, the master has returned home safely, everything is going well, let the young master rest assured." Liuli said.

"Really?" Ling Rong pondered for a while, feeling a little calm and worried.

"The young master has always been careful, and it will definitely be able to accomplish things. Don't worry too much, young master." Liuli said.

"I hope." Ling Rong frowned. In fact, she didn't have much confidence and hope, but she really needed a stronger family background, so she had to give it a go.

The Fang family was born in a merchant family with a small population. There was no possibility for her mother's family. She could only start from her father's side. It's just that her great-grandfather broke with the family with such drastic means back then, and this hope was slim.

However, Lingrong has always believed in one sentence: There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.

"My lord, there is news from Imperial Physician Wen that Xia Changzai is one month pregnant." Qing Yu came back from the outside and whispered in Ling Rong's ear.

"Oh? Good news?" Ling Rong raised his brows and asked.

"No, it's said that the month is too shallow, and the imperial physician is not allowed to report for the time being." Qingyu said.

"Be careful, don't worry about it, let her go." Ling Rong said indifferently.

"Little master, I heard that the emperor turned over Chun Chang's sign tonight." Qingyu said.

"Chun Changzai?" Ling Rong was a little surprised, "Isn't Chun Changzai still young?"

"What did the young master say? Chunchang is almost sixteen now, how can he be so young?" Qingyu said with a smile.

"I'm confused. It's been two years since I entered the palace, and the newcomers are going to become the old ones." Ling Rong said slightly melancholy.

"What did the young master say? The young master is only eighteen years old. What's more, the servant feels that the young master has added a bit of charm to her since she gave birth to the young master. How can she be an ordinary young beauty?" Comparable." Qingyu said with a smile.

"You have a sweet mouth, and you are used to making me happy." Ling Rong said with a smile.

"The young master finally smiled. The young master has been frowning these days, which makes the servants very worried." Qingyu said.

Ling Rong didn't speak, just held Qingyu Liuli's hand.

"My lord, it's not hot right now, so I want to go out for a walk to relax? My lord is on a good day and hasn't gone out yet." Qingyu suggested.

"That's fine, count the time and Shun Hongxi should wake up, let's go for a walk together." Ling Rong said.

"Okay, servant girl will make arrangements now." Qingyu stepped back happily to prepare.

Half an hour later, Ling Rong took a nap in the gazebo at the corner of the garden with two children and a large group of palace officials.

"My lord, look, how well this sweet-scented osmanthus blooms." Qingyu said.

"It's really good." Ling Rong said with a slight smile, and when he came out to blow some air, he felt much calmer and more relaxed.

"My lord, drink tea." Liuli poured a cup of tea for Ling Rong.

"Hmm~ It smells like osmanthus." Ling Rong took a sip and said.

"My lord, try this again. This is sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus seed soup made from fresh osmanthus flowers picked by the maidservants. Please try to see if it suits your taste." Qingyu took out several plates of different dim sum soups from the food box she brought.

"Okay." Ling Rong smiled and took the soup Qing Yu handed over, savoring it carefully.

After the nap, Ling Rong and his party continued to wander in the garden, and met many people along the way, most of them were those with lower status who often agreed, so they didn't have to bother to deal with them.

After wandering around for about half an hour, Ling Rong was about to head back home, and met Prince Yi who was about to leave Yuanmingyuan on the way.

"I have seen Prince Yi." Ling Rong saluted.

"My lady Jin, it's a pleasure to meet you." Yinxiang nodded slightly.

"My lord is in a hurry, I think I have something important to do, so I won't bother you." Ling Rong said with a smile.

"Your Majesty seems to leave very quickly every time she sees me. It seems that she doesn't want to see me very much." Yinxiang said with a smile.

"My lord was joking." Ling Rong said calmly, and Yin Xiang didn't think he was disobedient, he just said: "Is this the sixth elder brother and the seventh princess? I haven't looked at it carefully before, so bring it to me. Look."

"Hold it to the prince to have a look." Ling Rong said, and the nanny hurriedly carried the two children forward.

"Well, the sixth prince really looks like the emperor brother, the empress is so lucky." Yinxiang said.

"My lord praises it." Ling Rong said, motioning for the nanny to take the two children back.

"This king seems to still owe the two imperial nephews a full moon gift." Yinxiang said suddenly.

"Your Highness is busy with personnel affairs, so there may be some negligence." Ling Rong said bluntly.

"The king came in a hurry and didn't prepare a gift. I will make it up next time." Yinxiang said.

"My lord has a heart, and Heshun Hongxi is also tired, so I will leave first." Ling Rong said.

"Go slowly." Yinxiang said.

This encounter, Ling Rong only regarded it as a small episode and didn't take it to heart, life was still going on, and the ups and downs of the harem were always so normal.

That night, Chun Chang was flopped and went to bed for the first time.Afterwards, Chunchang became a nobleman in the Jin Dynasty, and began to come into everyone's sight, and was quite favored; Xia Dongchun's pregnancy was not kept secret, and soon it became known to everyone, and the person who exposed it was Xiyue Huanbi; Afterwards, Xin Guiren was also found to be pregnant, and the number of pregnant concubines in the harem suddenly became three, which was very lively.The irony is that the most favored Concubine Hua and Zhen Huan have not received good news for a long time, which is embarrassing.

Summer went and autumn came again, the weather gradually cooled down, and everyone set off to return to the Forbidden City.The atmosphere in the hall became more and more tense, and the fighting in the harem never stopped.

Ling Rong has never served the bed, and Xia Dongchun and others are also pregnant, Ling Rong has become less conspicuous, and Ling Rong is also happy and leisurely, but Ling Rong still dare not relax, and the care of the two children more rigorous.There has been no good news from Ling Zhi, and Ling Rong has almost given up hope, and can only take one step at a time.

The weather was getting colder and colder, and when the first snow fell in winter, something big happened in the palace, and the Fucha clan activated.

"My lord, Mrs. Shugui is about to give birth! The emperor and empress have rushed to Yanxi Palace." Qingyu hurried in and reported.

"What? Isn't it just over eight months? Why is it about to give birth?" Ling Rong asked in surprise.

"My servant doesn't know exactly what happened, but I only know that Mr. Chungui, Xia Changzai, and Yu Yingying were detained, saying that they offended Mr. Shu." Qingyu said, "Young master, please ask this servant to go and see ?”

"It's cold and the road is slippery. I'm weak, so I won't go. Qingyu, you can go and express my condolences instead of Bengong." Ling Rong said.

"Your servant understands, the young master is at ease." Qingyu said.

"It's cold, take the stove." Ling Rong urged.

"Thank you, my lord." Qing Yu accepted the order with a smile and left.

Ling Rong was thoughtful, as the saying goes, seven lives and eight don't live, and the eight-month-old child doesn't know if he can keep it.It's just that they don't know who wanted to harm the fetus in Fucha's womb.

Queen?No, what the empress wants should be Fucha's life, and leaving the mother and keeping the son is the empress' goal.What's more, now is the critical moment for the emperor to eradicate dissidents, and the empress will definitely not do such a thing that drags the emperor's hind legs.But who would it be if it wasn't the queen?Could it be Concubine Hua?Neither.

She didn't think that Xia Dongchun and the others had the ability to harm Fu Cha, and the two nuns beside Fu Cha were not vegetarians.Could it be Concubine Qi?Concubine Qi...Concubine Qi does have a motive, but...wouldn't it be too stupid to choose this timing.

Ling Rong hoped that Fucha's mother and child would be safe, so that Fucha's family would become the target of public criticism, and she would be safer.

Perhaps God heard Lingrong's prayer, or perhaps it was because Mrs. Fucha was indeed healthy enough. After struggling for a long time, Mrs. Fucha gave birth to the child without any risk. The mother and child were safe, and everyone All relieved.

As for whether this child can grow up safely, no one can predict, and few people will care.

The Fucha family's mother and child are safe, so the matter has only been closed hastily.As compensation, Mrs. Fucha was promoted to Concubine Shu, Mrs. Yu was thrown into the cold palace directly, Xia Dongchun was grounded, Mr. Chungui was demoted to Chang Zai, and the matter ended like this.

Ling Rong still had no clue about this matter, nor did he delve into it.It will be four years in Yongzheng soon, even if the previous mausoleum knew little about the events of the previous dynasty, he knew that the year was not stable.

For some reason, Ling Rong always felt a little uneasy in his heart, but he didn't know why.

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