The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

The next day, Zhu Han helped Ling Rong get up, and Ling Rong followed her to caress the black hair on her head. Lin Xi walked in through the curtain, blessed Ling Rong, and then said, "My lord, I heard that yesterday's visit When the nobleman returned to the palace, he fell ill!"

The movements of Ling Rong's hands paused slightly, the white jade hairpin in his hand collided lightly with the bracelet in the jewelry box, Ling Rong came back to his senses in shock, reached out to pick up the bracelet, and put it on his hand.

But Ling Rong used brute force, not only did she not take it up, but it turned red, Lin Xi looked at her move thoughtfully.

But Zhuhan didn't think too much, took off the bracelet from Lingrong's hand pitifully, supported the red seal on her hand and asked, "Does it hurt, my lord?"

"Of course it hurts! It's just that besides you pity me, who else will pity me if it hurts?" Ling Rong answered that the words were wrong, Zhuhan stared blankly at Ling Rong and didn't know why she said that.

On the other hand, Lin Xi first frowned in thought, then let go, with a slightly surprised look on his face, and a hint of admiration in his gaze towards Ling Rong.

She lowered her eyebrows and glanced at the bracelet on the table, gently applied some balm on Ling Rong's hands, picked up the bracelet on the table, and gently set it on, the bracelet went in, she blessed Ling Rong and said, "Most of the people in the palace touch the balm before they can put the bracelet on. With this layer of balm, it can achieve the purpose without hurting yourself. My lord is being reckless."

Zhu Han frowned, she didn't understand, she couldn't understand what the young master said, and she couldn't understand what the aunt said, seeing her like this, Leng Rui knew what she was thinking, reached out and took the balm on the table, He handed it to Zhuhan, but didn't speak.

Ling Rong supported the bright jade bracelet without any impurities in his hand, and said with a smile, "Mother gave me advice, do you know what to do?"

Lin Xifu said, "This servant knows what to do!"

Zhu Han lowered her expression, combed Ling Rong's hair carefully, and pulled her hair a little. She knew that there were some things in the palace that she could not ask about even if she saw or heard them.

Ling Rong lazily leaned on the couch, holding a Book of Songs in his hand, although his eyes were on the Book of Songs, Zhuhan could see that Ling Rong's thoughts were not on top of the Book of Songs.

Hearing the sound of footsteps coming from outside, Ling Rong suddenly came back to his senses, casually placed the Book of Songs in his hand on the small table on the couch, touched the white jade bracelet in his hand and pondered carefully, but did not speak.

The person who opened the curtain was Jing Cong who was serving in the kitchen. She came in lightly carrying a large food box, with a naive smile on her face, and her mouth was also very pleasing, "Master, this servant made some snacks, my little one." Lord, taste it!"

Ling Rong was extremely indulgent to this cute little girl, and also doted on her very much. Seeing her like this, he also smiled and said, "Really? What delicious food did our little chef cook again? Look, I can't help but drool when I talk about the deliciousness of your cooking!"

When Jing Cong heard what Ling Rong said, she smiled happily, and hurriedly took out the exquisite snacks from the food box, and introduced them to Ling Rong one by one, "My lord, this is rose sweet soup made with rose dew. , this is a plum cake made of plum blossoms, and a mint cake made of mint leaves..."

The little maid serving at the side saw so many dim sums, she couldn't take her eyes off for a while, she had never seen such delicate dim sums, the dim sums in the imperial dining room in the past were not as exquisite as sister Jing Cong's, seeing such More snacks, she is a little salivating.

Ling Rong looked at the dim sum that was packed for a while, and didn't realize it. After a long time, he turned his head and glanced at Jing Cong, and asked, "Do I have to finish all these?"

Jing Cong's tail was about to turn up, and she said with a sweet smile, "My lord, these are made by others, you can eat more!" At the end of the speech, she vaguely said coquettishly, if it was in the past, the mausoleum must be She agreed without hesitation, but seeing so many snacks in front of her, she also had a headache.

Ling Rong took a bite of each, sweets are easy to get full, halfway through the meal, Ling Rong was already full, but seeing Jing Cong's appearance, it was not easy to refuse her, so he could only hold on to eat.

Looking at the unabated snacks on the table, Ling Rong frowned, and couldn't think of any way to get rid of the current situation.

Coincidentally, at this time, Lin Xi opened the curtain and walked in, and said to Lingrong, "My lord, I have already prepared the things. Do you want to go to the nobleman in person, or send someone to send them over."

Ling Rong was looking at these snacks, and when he heard Lin Xi's words, the embarrassment on his face disappeared instantly. He stood up hurriedly, brushed off the crumbs of snacks on his body, and said with a smile, "My sister is sick, Naturally, I want to take a look, Zhu Han and Lin Xi will accompany me there!"

After speaking, he was about to lift the curtain and go out, Jing Cong hurriedly asked, "My lord, what should I do with these snacks?"

Ling Rong glanced at the little maid whose eyes had been fixed on the dim sum, and suddenly burst into a smile, "Take it to the small kitchen and eat it! I won't waste your thoughts."

Jing Cong looked at the mausoleum without looking back, stomped his feet in dissatisfaction, and pouted his mouth. The little maid at the side watched the mausoleum leave the inner hall, and then dared to come up, and gently pulled Jing Cong's clothes , "Sister Jing Cong, can we really eat these snacks?"

Jing Cong looked at her salivating expression, pinched her round face when he got angry, and said angrily, "Eat, eat, the young master has already said it, so you can take it to the back kitchen and share it with others, okay Eat ghosts!"

The little maid's face was a little red from being pinched by her, with tears in her eyes, but she had a pleasing smile on her face, "Xiaoyu, thank you sister Jing Cong, sister Jing Cong is so good!"

When Jing Cong heard her words, half of her dissatisfaction disappeared in an instant, she smiled happily, and reached out to rub her round face, "Seeing that you are so talkative, next time if you have a belly If you’re hungry, come find me in the kitchen and I’ll make some snacks for you.”

The little court lady looked at Jing Cong with disbelief, and asked blankly, "Really?" Jing Cong rubbed her face and smiled happily, "Of course!"

Naturally, Ling Rong didn't know what happened after he left, so he arrived at Suiyuxuan on a chariot, and Xiao Yunzi, who was waiting in the outer hall, saw Ling Rong get off the chariot, and hurriedly greeted him, "Master Lingrong, why are you here?" Is it? Do you want the servant to report it?"

Ling Rong smiled and waved his hands, "No need, I'll just go in by myself."

Xiao Yunzi didn't insist on reporting, but just smiled, "Then you go!"

Ling Rong nodded casually, and led Zhu Han, Lin Xi, and the others into the Sui Yu Xuan, where sweet-scented osmanthus flowers were planted, and as soon as they entered the courtyard, there was a faint fragrance.

Ling Rong faintly smelled something that shouldn't be here in this fragrance, turned his head and glanced at the crabapple planted by the osmanthus tree, lowered his eyes without saying a word, and walked towards the inner hall again.

Now that winter has begun, all the palaces have burned silver charcoal indoors, as soon as they entered the inner hall, there was a gust of heat, and the mausoleum walked in with a smile.

Mei Zhuang and Zhen Huan were sitting on the couch with embroidery in their hands, they didn't know what they were embroidering, when they saw her walking in, they were taken aback for a moment, then quickly stood up to meet her.

Zhen Huan held Ling Rong's somewhat icy hand, pouted and complained, "Why is sister here? Don't let anyone notify me."

Mei Zhuang stretched out his hand to hold Ling Rong's other hand, and said with a smile, "Why are you willing to come out? I thought you were going to stay in the palace and not go out?"

"Huh? Why are your hands so cold? Why didn't you know to bring a heater with you when you went out?" Mei Zhuang held Ling Rong's hand and felt that her hand was very cold. He frowned and held her hand carefully. Rubbing.

Ling Rong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Could it be that I used it to get your sympathy?"

Mei Zhuang pretended to be surprised, pointed at Ling Rong and cursed with a smile, "You, you don't know how to restrain your words. What do you mean by our pity? What deserves our pity most is not our pity. I haven't seen you in these years, and I don't know you. It will be so pampered."

Lingrong had another quarrel with Meizhuang, and then saw Caixing, who was waiting beside Meizhuang, lifted the curtain and walked in, with joy on his face, since Lingrong and the others blessed their bodies, he said to Meizhuang , "Little master, the father-in-law of the respect room came to inform that the emperor invited you to serve tonight."

Mei Zhuang didn't know Cai Xing's purpose at first, but when she heard her say this, her face flushed, she looked as beautiful as peaches and plums, very delicate and charming, Ling Rong raised her eyes and glanced at Zhen Huan, she lowered her eyebrows and cut the embroidery on her hand, It seems a little thoughtful.

Ling Rong turned his head and congratulated Mei Zhuang, "Congratulations sister, go back to the palace and get ready!"

When Zhen Huan heard Ling Rong's words, she woke up suddenly, with a smile on her face, she quickly put her arms around Mei Zhuang's hand, and said with a smile, "Sister Ling Rong is talking about sister, let's go back to the palace to clean up as soon as possible!"

Mei Zhuang lowered his beautiful eyes slightly, with a shy face, and said with a smile, "You two tease me so much, if you are favored in the future, see if I don't laugh at you?"

Mei Zhuang talked to them a few more words, then took Caiyue Caixing and the others back to Xianfu Palace to prepare.

Ling Rong watched Mei Zhuang leave, feeling bored, said a few words to Zhen Huan, and then brought Zhu Han and the others back to the palace.

Mei Zhuang was favored by the emperor for the first time, and he was favored for several days, which caused a lot of bitter words in the harem.

Mausoleum Rong was just joking around listening to these sour words in his spare time. After a few days, the emperor favored a few new concubines. Apart from Zhen Huan who was ill, the only remaining mausoleum that had not been favored by the new concubines .

Zhu Lengrui in Lingrong Palace felt a little anxious looking at her master's casual look, but Lin Xi's eyes on Lingrong became less and less incomprehensible.

The small days in the palace passed quickly, and the winter solstice was approaching in a few days. Looking at the falling snowflakes outside the window, Ling Rong felt the warmth of the festival for the first time in the palace.

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