[The Legend of Zhen Huan] Rebirth of An Lingrong

After getting rid of the worries in his heart, Ling Rong's depressed mood finally began to improve. He packed up his belongings, added enough sesame oil to Heshun, and allowed himself to take a last look at Heshun. On the way back to the palace.

As he approached the Forbidden City step by step, Ling Rong's heart couldn't help sinking bit by bit, and finally returned to calm, like a pool of stagnant water.Finally, Mausoleum returned to the resplendent palace.As soon as his feet landed, Ling Rong first went to Jingren Palace to pay his respects to the queen.The empress still has to stick to her virtuous reputation, she will not embarrass the concubine who just came back from praying, and after saying a few words, she let Lingrong go back to Changfu Hall to rest.

Back in Changfutang, after washing up a bit, Ling Rong asked Hong Xi to be carried.After not seeing each other for a few days, Ling Rong always felt that Hong Xi had grown up a lot, listening to Hong Xi's indistinct babble, Ling Rong felt his heart warmed up a bit.

"My lord, the emperor has already descended, and he is discussing matters with several ministers in the imperial study." Qingyu whispered in Lingrong's ear.

"Well, I see, let people pay more attention, the emperor will report after the discussion." Ling Rong teased Hong Xi and said.

"Yes." Qingyu replied.

"The little master has been working hard for a long time, drink some bird's nest to moisten your throat." Baojuan came in with a cup of bird's nest and said to Ling Rong.

"Leave it alone, there is nothing wrong with me here, just let the little palace maid take care of it. You also followed me all the way, you must be exhausted, go down and rest." Ling Rong said gently.

"Your servant is not tired, so please use some first." Baojuan smiled and filled Ling Rong with a bowl of bird's nest, watching Ling Rong eat it before giving up.

Looking at Baojuan's busy figure, Ling Rong felt a little inexplicable, but now Baojuan really thinks of her wholeheartedly. Compared with her previous life, she has more than one person available by her side, which is a great blessing.

People's hearts are unpredictable but predictable. The little maid's request is simple and clear. If she can give her what she wants, she can exchange her loyalty.What about the emperor?The most honorable person in the world, what can she give in exchange for his sincere treatment?Exchange sincerity for sincerity?is it possible?She's not sure.

All along, she just kept in mind her grandmother's teachings. After entering the palace, she tried her best to treat the emperor as her husband, just to prevent herself from being reduced to a "little thing".She thought that she was relatively successful in what she did. The emperor treated her with respect and favor, and she also gave birth to two children as she wished.

But she knew very well in her heart that she couldn't really trust the emperor, let alone like the emperor or treat the emperor as her husband.What she was doing was actually only guessing at the emperor's preferences. It was still a way for the low-status to please the superior. She still put herself in the position of a "subject" or even a "slave". She knew it was not good.

This incident made her see the emperor's tolerance and love for her, and she began to be willing to try to trust the emperor.She really wanted to know, if she really cared about the emperor, would she be able to get some sincerity from the emperor?Not much, just a little.But she was really a little scared, afraid that in the end she would give everything but get nothing, just like Concubine Hua back then, only to end up dying.How sad, how terrible!

Ling Rong waited and waited wildly, until it was time to light the lamps, only to hear that the emperor had finally finished his work and returned to the Qianqing Palace. Ling Rong hurriedly had some dinner, so he dared to go to the Qianqing Palace to pay his respects.

The closer he got to the mausoleum of Qianqing Palace, the more he wanted to shrink back, and finally he forced himself to come to Qianqing Palace.Seeing the little eunuch guarding the gate go to report, Ling Rong couldn't help but tighten the handkerchief in his hand, a little nervous.

"Miss Jin, the emperor invites you to see me, please come inside." The little eunuch came out from inside and said with a smile.

"Thank you, Eunuch." Ling Rong stuffed a silver ingot for the little eunuch, took a deep breath, and entered the door alone.

When Ling Rong entered, the room was brightly lit, and only the emperor was sitting in front of the desk reviewing the memorial, and the thick memorial almost covered the emperor's face.

Ling Rong stepped forward to ask for peace and said softly: "The concubine will see the emperor, the emperor is blessed and safe."

The emperor didn't seem to notice it, he was still concentrating on looking at the memorial in his hand, his mausoleum was respectfully restrained, and he didn't dare to look up.As time passed, Ling Rong's waist and legs began to turn sore, and his muscles began to twitch slightly, but the emperor didn't call out, so Ling Rong could only maintain his posture and dare not move.

Ling Rong knew that the emperor was annoyed by her, so he made her suffer on purpose.But the emperor was willing to see her, and even dismissed the servants around him, so concerned about her face, Ling Rong couldn't help but feel relieved.

After a while, when Ling Rong's body began to tremble uncontrollably, the emperor finally said mercifully, "Get up."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." Ling Rong stood up slowly, steadied her figure, and tried not to be too embarrassed.

"Are you willing to come back? Everything is done?" The emperor looked at Lingrong lightly and said.

"The concubine pretends to be reckless, please punish me by the emperor." Ling Rong held the emperor's jade pendant in his hand, knelt down and pleaded guilty.

The emperor remained silent for a while, only staring fixedly at the mausoleum, his expression turned dark and gloomy.In the end, in the end, it just turned into a sigh, with a hint of distress that was not obvious.

Over the past few days, Ling Rong has lost too much weight. Even though he is wearing a rather thick jacket and skirt today, he still looks so thin that he will be blown away by the wind at any time; there is hardly a trace of blood on his beautiful face. , even though it was covered with makeup, she still looked haggard, and the emperor couldn't even say the words of blame with such an appearance.

"Get up. You go to the temple to pray for Heshun. You have a loving mother's heart, so why should you be guilty?" the emperor said.

"The concubine thanked the emperor for his innocence, and thanked the emperor for his love and care for his concubine and gentleness." Lingrong kowtowed heavily before slowly standing up.

The emperor didn't speak any more, and Ling Rong just stood quietly and looked at the emperor, tears blurred his eyes involuntarily, and fell silently on the ground drop by drop, for the first time there was no element of drama at all.

"They're all mother-in-laws and still cry, and they're not afraid of being laughed at! What are you doing standing there, why don't you hurry up and grind ink for me," said the emperor.

"Yes." Ling Rong wiped away tears indiscriminately, showing a big smile, and walked quickly to the emperor's side to concentrate on grinding ink, the jade pendant was also taken away by the emperor and hung back on his waist.

The emperor continued to correct the memorial, and Ling Rong stood beside the emperor, observing this man so carefully for the first time.There were some traces of age on his face, which had passed his forty years, perhaps because of being too tired. The emperor looked even older than ordinary people, his brows were tightly furrowed, and his complexion didn't look very good.

"The emperor looks very tired, why don't you take a rest." Ling Rong persuaded softly.

"I still have a lot of memorials to review, you just returned to the palace, go back and rest earlier." The emperor said without raising his head.

"The concubine sits or lays down all day, so how can she be tired? The concubine can massage a little, and her gestures are not bad. I wonder if the emperor would like to give it a try? It will take a quarter of an hour, and it will never delay the emperor's important affairs." Mausoleum Rong knew that he couldn't persuade the emperor, so he could only say it in another way.

"Okay, then I will give it a try." The emperor put down the memorial in his hand, relaxed his posture, and let Lingrong do what he did.

Ling Rong knows a little bit of medical theory, not much, but at least he knows a lot about acupoints.The mausoleum ranged from light to heavy, trying to massage acupuncture points for the emperor, sort out the meridians, carefully feel every trace of the emperor's reaction, and try his best to relieve the emperor's fatigue.Mausoleum was not proficient in doing it, but he was very careful. The emperor's expression gradually relaxed, and he looked a lot more comfortable.

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Rong's fingers began to ache, but Ling Rong didn't stop, and continued to massage the emperor with all his might.

"Okay, don't be tired, I feel much more comfortable." The emperor held Ling Rong's numb hand and said, "I still have to review the memorial, you go back and take care of Hongxi."

"Then the concubine will not bother the emperor, and I will leave first." Ling Rong no longer refused, and was about to leave.

Suddenly remembered something, Ling Rong stopped again and said: "The concubine asked for a peace talisman for the emperor in the temple, please accept it with a smile."

"Give it to Hongxi," said the emperor.

"The emperor's is the emperor's, and Hongxi's is Hongxi's. The emperor is afraid that his concubines will forget Hongxi's?" Ling Rong said with a smile.

"Go back and embroider a purse for me, put the peace talisman in it, and bring it to me again," said the emperor.

"It's because the concubine didn't think carefully, so the concubine will go back and embroider." Ling Rong paused, took the amulet back and put it away.

"It's enough to embroider within a month. Before you embroider, you don't want to leave Changfutang's door." The emperor added.

"..., Your Majesty?" Ling Rong looked at the emperor a little depressed, is this trying to restrain her?Is the emperor settling accounts after autumn?She thought she had escaped a catastrophe, but it seemed that she was still too naive.Ling Rong couldn't help feeling a little resentful, and couldn't help showing some emotion on his face.

"The thin ones only have a handful of bones left, so it's not easy to give birth?" the emperor said angrily.

"The concubine thanked the emperor for his love and concubine, and the concubine resigned." Ling Rong smiled so hard that his teeth could not see his eyes, and finally he had the coquettish attitude of a young woman.

Lingrong left the Qianqing Palace briskly, and the result was much better than she expected. She didn't know why the emperor was so tolerant, maybe the emperor had a little affection for her.In the future, she will also try to face the emperor as a woman, hoping to have a different harvest.

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