The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

After a few days, Mausoleum heard the palace people outside discussing that the emperor had favored a maid in the plum garden. Because of her low status, it is not enough to attract everyone's hostility towards her.

Mei Zhuang didn't fall asleep all night, and the blue shadows in the corners of her eyes looked very deep, probably she was also a little concerned about this matter!After all, she also knew about Clan Yu's favor again, and this Clan Yu really had some tricks.

Ling Rong casually put down the book in his hand, walked up to Mei Zhuang, and said with a smile, "Why is Sister Mei Zhuang here?"

Mei Zhuang's face was a little tired, and his smile was forced, he said with a smile, "Seeing that the sun is still early, let's go out for a walk!"

Cai Xing beside her looked angry, and wanted to speak several times, but was stopped by Mei Zhuang again.

Ling Rong saw her appearance, it was not as simple as what she said, she was faintly angry, and did not expose her, just smiled lightly, probably because she met that very domineering and arrogant Yu Shi!

This Mrs. Yu hadn't favored her for a few days, so she used her ability to keep her mouth open to annoy the concubines in the harem. If she hadn't climbed up to Concubine Hua, she might have been eaten by the women in the palace within a few days.

The little maid offered tea, but Mei Zhuang didn't drink it, just looked at the handkerchief in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

Ling Rong took a sip of tea, only to realize that Mei Zhuang hadn't had a sip of tea at all. With doubts on his face, he smiled and said, "Why didn't you drink it? Is it not to your taste?"

It stands to reason that Jing Cong would never serve tea that others don't like, not to mention that she has been with Mei Zhuang for so long, Jing Cong should have figured out the taste of Mei Zhuang long ago, and the aroma smells like the old days Meizhuang is used to drinking.

Mei Zhuang was thinking about what happened just now, with a lot of thoughts in his heart, suddenly woke up by Ling Rong's words, came back to his senses, forced a smile, "I just felt a little boring, so I didn't drink!" After finishing speaking, She picked up the tea and took a sip in a daze.

Ling Rong shook his head helplessly and said, "Look at you, people who don't know think that my tea is hard to swallow?"

Mei Zhuang unconsciously rolled up the handkerchief in his hand, pulled himself together and said with a smile, "That's not true, it's just that I'm mentally tired today!"

Ling Rong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Weary? Is it because I haven't seen the emperor for the past few days, so I'm tired of deep thinking! Oh, my Miss Meizhuang is actually thinking about spring!"

A trace of blush flashed across Mei Zhuang's face, then it faded away, and he said sadly, "You girl dare to say anything, I'm not to this extent, but I didn't expect the emperor to love her so much!"

Seeing her like this, Ling Rong couldn't help stretching out his hand and scratching her armpit, and said with a smile, "I see you are very relaxed on weekdays, but today you feel so disappointed! How could you be jealous?"

Mei Zhuang was so troubled by her that she slumped on the couch and couldn't stand up from laughing. Cai Xing, who was originally fighting for his little master, saw Mei Zhuang smiling, and a smile appeared on his face.

The originally sluggish atmosphere in the room was swept away in an instant, and everyone watched the two of them frolicking on the couch, and laughed for a while.

After playing around for a while, Mei Zhuang and Ling Rong sat up straight, straightened their clothes, Mei Zhuang pointed at Ling Rong and cursed with a smile, "You are still as noisy as you were when you were a child, and you are very bad!"

Ling Rong smiled lightly and said nothing, Mei Zhuang sighed at her appearance, and said sadly, "Looking at your appearance, I thought of Huan'er. We grew up together since we were young, and Huan'er was a real girl at that time. It's not intentional."

Hearing this sentence, not only Ling Rong lowered his brows coldly, but even Leng Rui Zhuhan who was present was a little embarrassed, and even Cai Yue Cai Xing brought by Mei Zhuang also lowered his head and dared not speak.

"Sister Meizhuang, have you ever thought that I was very good with her, if something really happened to me that day, what would you want from my parents?" Ling Rong's voice was low, and there was already a faint tinge on his face. anger.

Mei Zhuang originally thought that she had forgotten about it, but she did not expect that she would still remember it, and regretted it for a while, with an anxious expression on her face, not knowing what to say.

Looking at her appearance, Ling Rong already knew what she was thinking, and continued, "It doesn't matter if you want to or not. The way I look now is the most benevolent and righteous. The most important thing for a woman, I almost missed it that day. Lost, if not saved, do you know what will happen to a woman whose body has been defiled?"

Mei Zhuang flashed an anxious look, she naturally knew what would happen if a woman lost her virginity, but she really couldn't bear to see Ling Rong miss this matter so much.

Ling Rong didn't continue talking, and changed the topic with Mei Zhuang to talk about some trivial matters, and asked Zhu Han to send her out.

Leng Rui looked at Ling Rong worriedly, and comforted her, "Little Master, you should relax! Didn't anything happen that day? Everyone knows about it."

Ling Rong stared blankly at the red plums on the table. She still remembered the feeling of vomiting when the man's rough hand touched her face. If someone hadn't appeared to save the man at that time, maybe she would really Turn that man into flower mud under the plum tree.

He reached out and folded a plum blossom, crushed the petals one by one, and said with a smile, "Nothing happened, did you tell me? The one I saw was not alone. I hope that one day, I don't need to fight her." That's all!"

Although she smiled very gently, Leng Rui, who knew her personality well, was already frightened, but the more she looked at such an indifferent young master, the more she felt distressed. Zhen Huan really hurt the young master.

After a while, Yunyi opened the curtain and came in to report, "After the young master of Meizhuang left Zhongcui Palace, he went to Suiyuxuan."

Ling Rong looked down at the handkerchief Leng Rui handed over, wiped off the bright red juice from her hands, and said with a calm smile, "Sister Mei really deserves to be a gentleman, but she doesn't know, I know! If she knows, is it still true?" To be able to face her so calmly."

"My lord..." Zhuhan was about to say something, but Ling Rong helped Lin Xi to stand up, and said with a smile, "I forgot, you are the most sentimental girl, you don't need to think about it." Too many, do you still not know me after serving me for so long?"

"My lord..." Zhu Han wanted to continue, but Ling Rong interrupted her and teased, "What's the matter? How about accompanying your little lord to the Imperial Garden?"

Looking at her like this, Zhu Han also knew that she didn't want to say more, so he could only sigh silently, and walked towards the imperial garden with Ling Rong.

It is still early spring, and the imperial garden looks a little bare, but at least some flowers that grow this season have been planted, so it won't look bare.

Ling Rong didn't come here to enjoy the flowers, so naturally he didn't pay much attention to the flowers. He just took a leisurely walk around and planned to go back to the palace, but he didn't think that it started to rain.

After a while, I saw that the rain began to fall all over the sky, and Ling Rong was led to the small pavilion in the imperial garden, intending to take shelter from the rain there, but unexpectedly, in a moment of anxiety, he bumped into a man in blue A little eunuch in inner prison uniform.

Being hit by him like this, Ling Rong almost fell to the ground, but luckily Zhu Han supported her, otherwise she would really fall.

Zhu Han hurriedly checked to see if Lingrong was injured, but fortunately Lingrong was not injured, but the cheongsam on his body was stained, the original pale black cheongsam was stained with spots of blood.

Zhu Han became a little anxious when he saw that this dress was the young master's favorite one, and he said angrily, "You are not careful, you know that you have offended the nobleman!"

Ling Rong stabilized his body and looked at the person who came. The person looked very handsome, and there seemed to be some grievances on his face, his hands were covered with blood, and he didn't know what happened.

Ling Rong frowned slightly, stretched out his hand to stop Zhuhan, and said, "He didn't mean it, he looked like it was going to rain, and you still have the mind to quarrel with him, why don't you help me to the pavilion to shelter from the rain."

Zhu Han suppressed the anger he wanted to burst out, and helped Ling Rong to walk towards the small pavilion.

Ling Rong stopped suddenly, looked at the little eunuch who was kneeling on the ground and did not dare to get up, looked at the black sky, frowned, and said to the eunuch, "Go to the pavilion to avoid the rain too! Liang, you have troubled your master instead!"

The little eunuch didn't dare to speak, so he followed, Ling Rong sat on a chair in the pavilion, watching the rain gradually get heavier, the expression on his face became uncertain.

After a long time, Ling Rong retracted his gaze, looked at the little eunuch's hand, and asked lightly, "What's the matter with your hand, why is it full of blood?"

The little eunuch trembled slightly, and replied, "The servant is helping the master break the walnuts!"

At this time, Zhuhan noticed the wound on the little eunuch's hand, looked at his bloody fingers, pointed at his head with a smile, and teased, "You idiot, don't you know how to use a small hammer?" Are you breaking it by knocking?"

The little eunuch looked up at Zhuhan, his eyes were dim, and he said seriously, "Master wants me to break it with my hands, so I can only do it!"

Seeing his expression, Zhu Han shuddered fiercely, and said inarticulately, "You...your family...Master is so cruel!"

The little eunuch smiled and said, "Isn't that the woman in the palace?"

Zhuhan seemed to see those dead souls in his eyes, and was so frightened that he couldn't speak for a moment. This sentence completely made her see the most real side of this gorgeous and deep palace, which was far more cruel than she imagined. much.

The rain stopped soon, and the clear sky after the rain was very beautiful. The blue was flawless, exquisite and beautiful, and the flowers of various colors were also dyed with transparent water droplets, which looked very delicate and charming.

Seeing that it was getting late, Ling Rong took everyone to prepare to return to the palace, but before leaving, he suddenly remembered the little eunuch, and smiled at him, "The injury on your hand looks very serious, be careful when you go back Don't get hurt at all."

Then he turned his head and said to Zhuhan, "I remember that there are still a few boxes of healing medicine that my father gave me, you can give him some, and help him bandage the wound casually!"

Zhu Han was originally a little angry towards the little eunuch, but after hearing what happened to him, he only felt sympathy, so he nodded in agreement.

The little eunuch didn't seem to expect that Ling Rong would say such a thing, and suddenly raised his head to look at Ling Rong, but just in time to see Ling Rong looked at him gently with a soft smile, and was stunned for a moment.

Mei Zhuang supported Cai Xing's hand and walked towards his own palace, frowning tightly, wondering what he was thinking.

Thinking of Huan'er's expression just now, Mei Zhuang didn't dare to be sure of his own thoughts. Giving and receiving privately is a serious crime of beheading, but Huan'er's appearance looks like a young girl in Huaichun.

Mei Zhuang sighed deeply, originally wanted to point Huan'er to repair with Ling Rong, but seeing her unawareness, she suddenly couldn't ask anything, and faintly doubted Huan'er's past Is the kindness towards her true or false.

Such a move not only chilled Ling Rong's heart, but perhaps also chilled his own heart.

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