The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

"My lord, do you have to do this?" Zhuhan asked worriedly as he supported the plainly dressed Lingrong. Lingrong's face was very calm, looking at the turbulent clear water of Qianye Pond lightly, with Zhuhan's eyes in his eyes. Han can't understand emotions.

"I didn't want to, but now I can only get involved in this harem. If I don't do it, the lives of my father and mother are in danger. I must do this." Ling Rong squeezed Zhu Han's hand that was supporting her, with a face on his face. With determination, Zhu Han was in pain from being grabbed by her, and his mouth was about to escape, but seeing the look on Ling Rong's face, he also gritted his teeth and endured it.

"Why does my lord have to choose Qianye Pond? The servants look at it, and there is nothing good here!" Zhuhan looked around Qianye Pond, except for the barking clear water, there is nothing worthy of admiration. Looking at the patch of lotus in the residence of the nobleman in Wanwan, I feel that there is nothing worth seeing.

"Qianye Pond, it has the pure thoughts of the emperor. It is here that Empress Chunyuan met the emperor." Ling Rong's eyes were full of sarcasm, and she knew that person might not be the Empress Chunyuan who loved so deeply as rumors said. , but she had to borrow a dead man to take over the position. Although the emperor was annoyed at his father's reluctance, he would not be able to let go of his talent.

Zhu Han was startled, bit his lips, took Ling Rong's hand to take her away, and said nervously, "My lord is really confused, so what if the emperor is suspicious of you, since you can find out this Interesting stories about Qianye Pond, of course others can know about it, but the person who told you has ulterior motives."

Ling Rong stretched out her hand to hold Zhu Han, the indifference on her face was the same as before, but in her eyes that couldn't see any brilliance, Zhu Han seemed to have fallen into an ice cave, as if she had seen through everything.

She sighed lowly, lowered her eyebrows, and said calmly, "Zhuhan, why do I feel that you have become smarter after being ill for a few days? Since I am determined to do this, I will definitely not stay hands and feet."

The speaker had no intention of listening to the listener, she said these words carelessly, but Zhu Han was taken aback, grabbed the handkerchief in his hand, and replied with a smile, "Why, this slave is still a slave! I think it must be the little master for a few days If you don't see me, you feel unfamiliar!"

Ling Rong played with the handkerchief in his hand, his face was light, "Maybe I am overthinking! You go and see if the emperor is here?"

Seeing her like this, Zhu Han didn't know whether she believed it or not, and didn't dare to say more, so he could only retreat with his body.

Mausoleum folded a peach blossom from the tree, the branch was still covered with morning dew, it was crystal clear, embedded in the unfinished bud, but it looked delicate and beautiful, reached out and pinched a small bud, and rubbed it with two fingers, The pale pink color stains the fingertips.

After a while, Zhuhan ran back and whispered in Lingrong's ear, "My lord, the emperor has arrived!"

Ling Rong smoothed out the wrinkles on his body, stepped on the peach blossom petals on the ground, stretched out his hand to pluck a few peach blossoms, and softly recited Lu You's "Bu Suanzi Yongmei".

I don't know who stepped on the fallen branches under the tree, and there was a creaking sound, but it was very light. Lingrong knew that the big fish she was going to catch had already been hooked. As expected, she led Zhuhan towards Tao Go deep in the forest.

The voice is curling, with the tenderness of a woman, but the artistic conception in the words brings a woman's melancholy, and it is a little indifferent, "I don't want to fight hard for spring, and let all the fragrances be jealous, and they will be turned into mud and dust, only the fragrance is the same. Zhuhan, This Lu You's Yongmei is very good, it should be used on plum blossoms, but looking at the peach blossoms, I also have this feeling of melancholy!"

The branches were pushed aside lightly, Ling Rong took Zhu Han a few steps forward, and then heard the sound behind him, leading the person behind him to the lake pavilion in Qianye Pond.

The pavilion in the lake is a bit far away from the shore, and there is no place to hide it, just a clear view. Ling Rong bent down and fiddled with the clear water in the pool, watching the water in the pool rippled, and there was a smile on his face. A hint of playfulness.

She put her hand on Zhuhan's hand, looked up at her, Zhuhan immediately understood and pretended to stop her, and hurriedly said, "Young master, you are self-willed again, the master won't let you near the water, you forgot again ?"

"The master is not here again, have you forgotten that I am your little master! Don't you listen to my words?" Ling Rong feigned anger, and his face was also flushed.

"My lord..." Zhuhan opened his mouth and was about to continue to persuade Lingrong, but Lingrong poked Zhuhan's forehead impatiently, and said softly, "You see, it's been very hot these days. Afraid of heat, why don't you show consideration for your little master?"

From the corner of Zhu Han's eyes, he caught sight of a corner of his clothes by the Qianye Pond, frowned and said, "My lord, I can't stop you, you have to be more careful!"

Ling Rong blinked playfully, but his complacent look made the faces of the people behind him look cold. Su Peisheng raised his eyes to look at his master, then at Mr. Yigui, a flash of light flashed across his face. It was a pity, and he silently sighed for the woman in his heart.

The Emperor and Empress Chunyuan are well known in Qianye Pond. This elegant man looks very smart, how could he commit such a stupid thing? Even if he wanted to invite favor, he couldn't think of such a whimsical thing.

Ling Rong took off the bottom of the flower pot on his feet, took off the stockings on his feet, and sat down slowly by the pool while leaning on the railing. His little snow-white feet stepped on the faint clear water, making them look even more white and flawless.

Ling Rong pushed Zhu Han, looked around, and said, "Help me see the wind, lest I be offended by someone who broke in by mistake."

"Little master..." Zhuhan didn't expect that Ling Rong would ask her to go far away and look at the wind. Although Ling Rong grew up in the south of the Yangtze River, he has never been good at water. He almost drowned when he was six years old. Since then, Father An never let the young master get closer to the pond. Now, in order to fight for favor, the young master asks her to go farther away. If something happens later, what should she do?

Zhu Han stood where he was, and didn't listen to Ling Rong's words. Ling Rong saw her thoughts, and said in a soft voice, "I'll call you over when I'm about to get up, and you can help me guard it. If you meet someone, your little master will lose face completely!"

Hearing what she said, Zhu Han felt that it was feasible, so he blessed himself, and stood by the stone railing carefully watching for anyone coming and going.

Ling Rong put his feet on the water and stepped on the water to play. The slightly cool pool water made a crisp sound when Ling Rong stepped on it, beeping like a musical instrument.

Seeing her having so much fun, Zhuhan turned out to be a very dignified little master, and also had such a childish time, it seems that this memory is not entirely correct.

The eyebrows of the man behind the tree softened, and Su Peisheng also vaguely doubted his own thoughts. If he really wanted to meet his master, how could he do such an unruly behavior at this time. The master has always cared about the rules. After being confined in the palace for a long time, it is only then that she has such a young girl's demeanor.

The scorching heat of this day has made Ling Rong unable to eat for a few days, but today he felt very happy playing in the water, Ling Rong called Zhu Han, wanting her to come and help him.

Zhu Han also came over, holding Ling Rong's hand, and wanted her to stand up, but he didn't expect that no one came to Qianye Pond for a long time, and the original white jade-like steps were also stained with moss, and Ling Rong stepped on it. You will slip on the moss.

Zhu Han was a little caught off guard, he couldn't hold Ling Rong for a moment, his hand slipped, and Ling Rong fell straight into the water, Zhu Han wanted to hold Ling Rong several times, but he couldn't pull her up.

At this time, a hand was stretched out from behind, and it pulled Ling Rong who was struggling in the water up.

Ling Rong's clothes were already soaked, and when the soft silk and satin hit the water, her body against Ling Rong became more and more slender. Su Peisheng and Xiao Xiazi lowered their heads and dared not look at her.

She stood barefoot on the bluestone slab, and her hair was a little messy. Xu Shi noticed her embarrassment at this time, and hid herself behind Zhuhan, her face was slightly red, and she lowered her head and said, "Thank you very much." Mister help!"

Yongzheng frowned and looked at Lingrong's drenched clothes, then turned his head and glanced at Su Peisheng and Xiaoxiazi who were following him, seeing that they both lowered their heads, he frowned slightly and asked, "Don't ask me?" who is it?"

"No need, I didn't intend to meet you. Why do you need to know your name? It's just adding to your troubles. As long as you don't tell me what happened today!" Rong trembled slightly, stretched out his hands to gather the clothes on his body, and said lightly.

"Aren't you really curious?" Yongzheng faintly felt that her words were a bit like Zhen Huan. It seems that there are many women in the palace who are as intelligent as Huan'er, but compared to Huan'er, she is very indifferent.

"Curiosity, but Lingrong knows what to listen to in the palace, and it's inconvenient to ask what you shouldn't ask!" Lingrong looked up at Yongzheng, his brows and eyes were full of indifference, Yongzheng saw Lingrong's face for the first time, and his eyes flashed A touch of surprise.

But he soon noticed Ling Rong's self-proclaimed, and he was familiar with the name after reading the content of the secret guard's report every day, the jewel in the palm of An Bihuai - the woman he wanted, seeing Ling Rong's beautiful face, he His heart moved slightly, but he didn't care much.

He opened his mouth to ask her if she knew who he was, but after hesitating for a while, he turned the words in one direction, "You... aren't you cold?"

Ling Rong clasped her hands together, and the cold feeling of her fingertips made her suddenly realize that her body had been stiffened by the cold. When she came back to her senses, she uttered a word, "Cold!"

Seeing her blank look, Yongzheng showed a smile on his face, pointed at Su Peisheng and said, "Go get some clean clothes and take her to a nearby palace to change!"

Ling Rong raised his head to look at him abruptly, and said in surprise, "You..." He suddenly stopped talking as if he suddenly thought of something, seeing Yong Zheng looking at her suspiciously, he forced a smile He smiled, "No, it's nothing, thank you sir, I'll take my leave first!"

Yongzheng looked at the figure of Lingrong walking away, his expression was uncertain, his voice was low, and he couldn't hear his thoughts, "Xiao Xiazi, do you think she did it on purpose? Have you already noticed my identity?"

Xiaoxiazi took a few steps forward, approached Yongzheng, and said with a smile on his face, "Looking at it as a slave, Master Yi seems to have guessed the identity of the master, but it was not designed on purpose, otherwise why don't you dress up exquisitely?" Some, but they are dressed so plainly, and they are still in such a mess."

Yongzheng turned his head to look at him, and a wave flashed in his eyes, "Maybe!"

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