The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

After dinner, Eunuch Xu, who was in the respect room, arrived at Lingrong's dormitory early, and brought two nuns behind him. Lingrong naturally knew what was going on, but there was still a look of surprise on his face. There was also a hint of tension between them.

The two nuns looked at each other, smiled knowingly, Qi Qifu said, "Your servant has met young master Yi, so you don't have to worry, this servant will teach you well!"

Ling Rong's face was blushed, she lowered her head shyly, bit her lip, and looked up at Lin Xi, Lin Xi understood, she reached out and took out a larger purse, and two delicately embroidered but looking The smaller wallets were handed to Eunuch Xu and the two nuns respectively.

Eunuch Xu found the purse in her hand, and he stretched out his hands to weigh it. Seeing that it was full of weight, he almost smiled like a chrysanthemum, and said with a happy smile, "My master is smart, and Huang Shang must like it! Ladies, go wash up, this servant will leave first!"

Ling Rong blushed and lowered her eyebrows and said nothing. Eunuch Xu also saw that Ling Rong was shy and didn't care about her indifference.

The two nuns received the two purses. They were startled by the tentacles of the purses. They hadn't bothered to look at them just now. Now that they have seen clearly, they realize how delicate the embroidery patterns are. It looks like double-sided embroidery in Suzhou embroidery. The weight is a bit lighter, but the price of the purse above is already worth the less weight.

This time they knelt down and thanked them sincerely. Lingrong stretched out his hand to help them both up one by one, and said with a soft smile, "You two mothers are very polite, Lingrong still needs good teaching from mother, mother. Mama is so polite, how can Lingrong bear it?"

The faces of the two nuns were slightly moved, and they said softly, "The master is honorable, he just flattered us! How could the slaves be so rude!"

Seeing the appearance of the two of them, Ling Rong didn't say much, just smiled.

There are many rules for serving the bed in the palace. Firstly, before going to bed, the concubines have to be cleaned by the two nuns. After the mausoleum has grown into an adult, it is rare for a concubine to serve her to bathe.

Today, she had to let two nuns take care of her body, and she was very ashamed for a while, only when the two nuns waited for her to change her clothes, their faces were bright red, and the two nuns who served her saw her shyness. She faintly admired her beauty, since they entered the palace, they have never seen such a charming young master, it seems that after this young master is favored, she will definitely be honored and favored forever.

Ling Rong stepped on a small stool, and slowly stepped into the bathtub. The water was very warm, but it lacked a bit of aura compared to the water in the spiritual spring, which could not relieve the feeling of fatigue on his body.

Sister Jiaoyin gently wiped her skin with a veil, looking at the fair and delicate skin, she exerted strength with her hands, worried that it would be scratched if she wiped it.

Looking at Lingrong's skin, Jin Nanny couldn't help admiring, "Master's skin is really like water, and the slaves don't dare to wipe it hard, worrying that if they are not careful, the skin will be stained with blemishes."

I don't know whether Lingrong's face was flushed by the steam, or blushed by Jinmao's words, she lowered her head and said shyly, "Mama praised you, Lingrong is just an ordinary beauty, how can it be called that?" Madam's compliment?"

Zhu Han brought a bucket of hot water into the room, and happened to hear this sentence, his face was a little dissatisfied, he pouted slightly and said, "My lord's skin has always been very good, look at it as a servant, my lord This skin can be called beautiful jade!"

When Ling Rong heard this, his face was full of smiles, and he spat at her with a smile, "What a shameless woman!" Zhu Han stomped his feet in dissatisfaction, and stopped talking.

Carefully wiping off the water droplets on his body, Zhu Han served Ling Rong to remove the bun on his head, carefully combed the hair with jasmine oil, and loosely tied half of it with the white jade hairpin.

The two nuns wrapped the mausoleum in red quilts, and then let the eunuch who was waiting outside come in to carry the mausoleum away.

Ling Rong lay on the dragon bed, staring blankly at the double dragon play beads embroidered on the curtain, her face was indifferent, since she is determined to do this, she will not regret it, even if she wants to lie down under a man, she will will not back down.

From a distance, he heard the slight sound of boots stepping on the floor, and the footsteps gradually approached. Ling Rong buried his head in the quilt, shrinking slightly.

The sound of footsteps stopped outside the curtain, and the soft curtain was slowly opened. The man sat on the edge of the bed, stretched out his hand and lifted the quilt on Ling Rong's head, but saw that Ling Rong's eyes were slightly closed, with a faint tinge at the end of his eyes. Got wet.

His face was already a little displeased, and his tone was unfavorable, "What? You don't want to sleep with me?"

Ling Rong was shocked, opened his misty eyes, raised his head slightly to look at him, as soon as his gaze touched his eyes, the original sentimentality faded away in an instant, and he stared blankly at Yongzheng, tears stopped down.

"Sir...why are you here, sir?" She trembled her lips, with a trace of tension on her face, she stretched out her hand to grab the bright yellow pajamas, bit her lips, and said, "Sir, it's... ...the emperor?"

Yongzheng looked at her coldly, and asked coldly, "Didn't you already guess it?" Ling Rong trembled slightly, curled up in Yongzheng's arms, and cried slightly, "It's not easy for a concubine to guess the identity of Mr. , but failed to guess the real identity of the emperor!"

Yongzheng took a deep look at the beautiful woman in his arms, his eyes uncertain, he sat for a while and put his arms around Ling Rong's soft waist, and lay down on the bed, "Go to bed!"

So, after a lot of cloud and rain, Yongzheng wanted to make Lingrong a little bit harder, and Lingrong was also a little weak to support, so he fell limply in Yongzheng's arms and let him do whatever he wanted.

Yongzheng caressed Lingrong's skin, looked at Lingrong with unclear meaning, and unconsciously asked what was in his heart, "Are you intentional or unintentional?"

The beauty in his arms seemed to be feeling cold, and shrank into his arms. Yongzheng's eyes darkened with that trusting look, and after another movement, Ling Rong was powerless to resist in his sleep, so he could only curl up silently. In his arms, whispering softly.

But she didn't know that it was her powerless appearance, which made Yongzheng couldn't help but love her again and again.

When Lingrong lightened himself on the second day, he didn't pay attention for a while, and when his waist and limbs softened, he fell on the bed. Yongzheng was also awakened by her movement, and saw her frowning and lying on him, with her right hand supporting her She leaned over, gently rubbed her waist with her left hand, a smile flashed in her eyes, and rubbed her waist slowly.

Ling Rong felt the temperature around his waist, his body stiffened, and then he softened his body, followed him to massage, Yongzheng rubbed her for a while, then put her pajamas on her, before calling for someone to come in and wait on her.

Ling Rong supported Lin Xi's hand in Zhu Han, and stood up slowly, but his waist was weak, and he couldn't stand up straight for a while, so he could only walk slowly towards the dressing table.

Seeing her like this, Yongzheng also knew that he was a little bit tough last night, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes, he hung up the court beads, then reached out his hand to her side, and stretched out his hand to support her.

Ling Rong was originally weak all over, and her steps on the bottom of the flower pot were a little unsteady, suddenly a hand stretched out from the side, and reached out to support her.

Ling Rong was surprised, and when he looked up, he saw the smiling face of the man, and he lowered his head slightly, not looking at him, his white jade-like earlobes had already turned red.

Looking at her appearance, Yongzheng couldn't help reaching out and rubbing her ruddy earlobe, gently kneading, making Lingrong's whole body soft, and he fell into his arms.

"Rong'er." Yongzheng called softly in Lingrong's ear, Lingrong looked up at him bewilderedly, and murmured a reply, Yongzheng stretched out his hand to scratch the tip of her nose, and said with a smile, "You really are innocent!"

Su Peisheng didn't know what the emperor said to Yigui, but he saw that after Yigui spoke to the emperor, a blush spread on his jade-like face.

Ling Rong bit her lip, looked up at him, and without opening her mouth, lowered her head and buried her in his arms.

The two stayed warm for a while, and then went about their own business. After breakfast, Mausoleum got into the sedan chair and went back to the bedroom to recuperate.

Ling Rong went back to the palace and drank a glass of spiritual spring water, only to feel that the fatigue in his body eased, and sat on the soft bed for a while, then got into the sedan chair and went for a spring trip to Tiandi and his family where the empress lived.

Ling Rong leaned on the sedan chair, too lazy to talk, the sedan chair stopped quickly, Ling Rong supported Lin Xi's hand, got off the sedan chair, and walked into the hall.

In response to the scorching weather, she came to the Old Summer Palace. The empress took advantage of the sweltering heat to save everyone from having to spend time in the morning and evening. In the past, when Mausoleum came to pay her respects, there were few people in the palace.

When I greeted you today, there was a crowd of people sitting in the hall, and it looked really stuffy.

The empress was sitting in the main seat, she had a smile on her face, her face was dignified and soft, and seeing Ling Rong entered the room, the smile on her face became even stronger.The next seat was Concubine Hua, she was full of jewels, she was dressed very delicately, her eyes were flowing, she was full of charm, she didn't say anything when she came in, she took a deep look at him.Behind her was one of Concubine Hua's confidantes - Concubine Li, who was also dressed up in emerald jewels, with dissatisfaction and contempt in her eyes, she snorted dissatisfied when she saw the mausoleum.

The attitudes of the others were no different, Mei Zhuang was full of joy, Zhen Huan smiled, but she didn't know how true or false, Concubine Qi also snorted coldly, Concubine Jing also had a smile on her face, and when Xin Chang was there, she looked down. He was playing with his handkerchief with his head, but couldn't see her expression clearly.

There was a hint of sarcasm in Ling Rong's eyes, he restrained his face, and walked in slowly. Everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Rong. Ling Rong pretended not to see all the meanings in their eyes, but knelt down in front of the queen, Kneel down and bow down to her.

After the queen received her gift, she just looked at Jianqiu who was standing beside her. She understood and stretched out her hand to help the mausoleum. She just smiled and said, "My sister is so polite. My sister has worked hard to serve the emperor. Why don't you rest for a while?" ?”

Before Ling Rong could speak, Concubine Hua played with the gold-carved finger cots on her hand, and said lazily, "Mr. Yi is very polite, not as good as other people!" She even raised her eyes to look at Zhen Huan , with contempt in his eyes.

Lingrong knew that they were tit for tat, so he could only avoid the seriousness and said lightly, "The empress is the mother of the world, and the concubine Hua manages the harem. All the sisters are waiting here to greet you. How can the concubine let the sisters wait? ? Naturally, we can only arrive earlier, just to make things easier."

The queen covered her mouth and smiled, and the concubines also laughed. Concubine Hua covered her mouth and smiled so charmingly, she said, "My sister is very flattering, she can speak so well!"

Ling Rong lowered his head and said respectfully, "It's the Empress Hua who praised it!"

After hearing a few sour words from the concubines, the queen said that she had a headache, and everyone in Lingrong could only get up and leave.

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