The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

Zhu Han didn't even dare to blink her eyes, she concentrated on looking at Ling Rong's face, expecting to see a movement on her face, suddenly Ling Rong's eyelashes moved, she couldn't believe it, but her eyes Didn't lie to her.

Ling Rong's eyes blinked slowly, then suddenly opened them and gave Zhu Han a white look, and said helplessly, "It's so noisy!"

Zhu Han wept with joy, tightly clenched Ling Rong's fingers, completely lost his mind, and kept muttering, "My lord, my lord..."

Ling Rong reached out and hit Zhuhan on the head fiercely, and said weakly, "Idiot, I was annoyed by you! However, if you don't get out of the way and let the nanny give birth to me, I will die in your lap." Got it!"

Lin Xi hurriedly stretched out her hand and pushed Zhuhan away, and let the nanny continue to give birth to Ling Rong, because the short period of coma allowed Ling Rong to recover, and the next delivery went smoothly.

The midwife nurse came out of the palace with two baby babies in her arms. Yongzheng looked at the baby babies in their hands quietly, his tense nerves gradually eased, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, Your Majesty Yi gave birth to dragon and phoenix twins!"

Everyone looked disappointed, and the tension on Yong's face eased a little. He stood up slowly, looked at the midwife and said, "Your Majesty, how is she?"

The two nuns were stunned for a moment, and they looked at each other. One of the nuns replied cautiously, "Both the mother and the child are safe, but Yigui is a little bit out of strength. The imperial doctor is checking the pulse of the young master!"

Yongzheng let go of his grip on the wrench finger, with a slight joy on his face, "Reward!"

Su Peisheng's originally tense nerves also eased. Hearing what Yongzheng said, he walked forward from smiling, took out two gold ingots from his sleeves, and put them in their hands, "Thanks to all the mothers Let's work together and take these to the bar!"

When Yongzheng heard that Lingrong was fine, he was in the mood to take care of the child in Mammy's hands, and stretched out his hand and said, "Let me hug you!"

The nanny hurriedly handed the child to him. It was not the first time that Yongzheng became Ama, but he was still a little apprehensive when he held the child who seemed to have no bones in his hand. The strength of his arm changed several times, making him sleep peacefully. The sleeping child gradually pouted.

Seeing the child frowned in dissatisfaction, Yongzheng's fingers trembled a little, and the expression on his face looked like he was facing a formidable enemy.

Seeing his master's actions, Su Peisheng couldn't help covering his face in his heart. Is this cautious person in front of him really his domineering majesty?

In the end, the nanny couldn't stand it anymore, and couldn't help stretching out her hand to help him adjust his posture. At this time, the child in his arms fell asleep quietly leaning against him.

Yongzheng looked at the reddish and wrinkled child in front of him, but he was very happy for a while. This child was not good-looking, but he felt that he was the most beautiful child in the world, so he couldn't help poking him. Poke his cheek.

The queen leaned over to look at the child, her heart turned cold, but she praised on the face, "Your Majesty, this child's eyebrows and eyes look exactly like yours, and his nose is just like that of a nobleman!"

Hearing what the queen said, the smile on his face grew stronger, and he couldn't help teasing the child in his arms, which made the child purse his mouth a few times, and when he was about to cry with tears in his eyes, he took it back embarrassingly. Looking at Mammy, he asked, "Is he a boy?"

The nanny who delivered the baby lifted the swaddle and took a look, before replying, "If you go back to the emperor, this is the little elder brother!" Yongzheng thought of Ling's beautiful face, and was a little curious about the appearance of the little princess, wondering if he would marry Ling With the same delicate appearance, she raised her head and said to the other mother, "Bring me the little princess and show me!"

Mammy carried the child in her arms to Yongzheng, and Yongzheng handed over the little prince in his hand to Mammy, stretched out his arms and picked up the little princess, seeing that the little princess's eyebrows looked a bit mausoleum-like, he praised him Said, "This child has a bit of his mother's demeanor, and he still stands delicately."

Where the newborn children will look good, they all have the same red face and wrinkled appearance. Yongzheng said so, but it is because Yongzheng loves the house and the bird, that's all.

Everyone's faces changed slightly. It was a great blessing to be able to give birth to dragon and phoenix twins. Now looking at the emperor's appearance, he seemed to love these two children very much. Seeing this situation, some people were naturally happy and some were worried.

Ling Rong was a little bit exhausted. She lay quietly on the bed, listening to the voices outside, and slowly raised the corners of her mouth. Fortunately, she gave birth. She hadn't thought that this matter was planned by someone, but now she has calmed down. , she also guessed that this matter is not that simple.

In the palace, she has nothing to rely on, except for her servants who are loyal to her, there is no one to trust. It is beneficial and harmless for them that the two children can be loved by their biological father. Anyway, the emperor has many eyes and ears. Sometimes when you can't pay attention to your child, it's more at ease to have his influence.

She clenched her fingers and lowered her eyebrows. Sooner or later, she would find out the black hand behind the scenes. If it was just a simple frame, that would be fine, but her child was almost gone. No matter how calm she was this time, she couldn't bear it. Once it's done, she can't wait to tear the person who did it to pieces.

Time flies, and more than a month has passed quickly. During this period of time, because of Lingrong's miscarriage, the nuns in the palace did not dare to let her go out, making her seem to have various illusions that she made a mistake Her concubine is like being imprisoned in her own palace, but fortunately she never likes to go out, so she spends most of her time reading and writing every day.

The emperor came to see her every day, just because she was not in good health, and every day he just had dinner with Ling Rong in her palace, played with the children with Ling Rong, and then went back to the palace to rest.

However, just because Ling Rong was not feeling well, Yongzheng felt very sorry for these two hard-won children, and used the best things for food and clothing, and asked people to change things if he didn't like them.

Although Ling Rong was a little worried that Yongzheng would spoil his own child if he spoiled his child like this, but after all, it was his own child, so he felt distressed after all, so he didn't say anything else.

After giving birth to a child, she also gradually cared about the feelings of the child's father. Every time she cooks, she also cooks some dishes he likes according to Yongzheng's taste. Yongzheng likes her overtures. Bigger appetites will know.

Ling Rong looked at the chubby children in red clothes on the bed, saw their eyes wide open, looked at her with a smirk, and couldn't help laughing, don't look at these two little guys being so obedient now, In fact, it was very bad, and the nuns who had been rectified every time wanted to cry but had no tears.

Every time something goes wrong, she cries, regardless of the time of day, making the nanny who is serving them look like she came out of the Department of Punishment, and she loses a lot of weight, and her mausoleum is also tortured day and night like this. Tossing, made dark circles.

Fortunately, since Ling Rong carried them to the main hall to sleep with her, they stopped tossing about. In desperation, Ling Rong could only take care of these two little guys by himself.

Ling Rong felt a little depressed. Ever since they slept with her, these two little guys have turned into brown candy, clinging to her all day long, making her unable to do anything, almost replacing the nanny work.

Seeing them laughing so hard that their gums were exposed, Ling Rong couldn't help poking their faces. They thought Ling Rong was playing with them, so they smiled even more happily.

Ling Rong was a little weak, and took back the small clothes he was embroidering on. He didn't tease them anymore, and they were not angry. They leaned on Ling Rong and watched Ling Rong doing needlework quietly.

As soon as Jing Cong entered the room, he saw this harmonious scene, and couldn't help but smile. When Ling Rong looked up, he saw Jing Cong holding a bowl of soup, and his face was slightly discolored. The tonics she drank these days are all good. Open a lotus pond and raise a group of carp.

Three meals a day, plus afternoon tea, supper, and five bowls of tonics a day, she never felt that drinking tonics would be a painful thing, but since giving birth, she is almost overwhelmed by the daily wind and rain. The continuous decoction made me crazy, and the taste that I could taste in my mouth almost turned into the taste of tonic.

However, every time she wanted to stop the decoction, she would not only be reprimanded by Yong Zhengzheng's words, but also be persuaded by Jing Cong and the others.

Jing Cong noticed the slightly changed expression on Ling Rong's face, and also guessed the reason for her change of color, and couldn't help but chuckled a few times in his heart. Every time the little master drank the medicine, he would reveal this scene that made people laugh Jing Cong is really satisfied when he sees the little master who has always been indifferent.

Ling Rong picked up the medicine bowl in her hand as if she was dead, and drank the tonic in one gulp. Her mouth was full of the unpleasant smell of medicinal materials. She frowned, reached out and picked up a piece of candied fruit and put it into her mouth Here, I want to dilute the taste in my mouth.

Seeing her appearance, Jing Cong couldn't help slandering, "Looking at the young master's appearance, people who don't know think she is drinking poison. Who would have thought that the young master is drinking a good tonic."

Seeing that Ling Rong kept stuffing candied fruit into her mouth, Jing Cong hesitated for a while before taking away the plate of candied fruit, and softly advised, "My lord, these things are pickled things after all. Eating too much will hurt your stomach. Let's go in less!"

Ling Rong felt that the smell of the medicine in his mouth was still a little bit, and looked at Jing Cong with a frown. If she continued to eat like this, there was no guarantee that she would not be able to eat when she ate, so she could only harden her heart and refuse to put down the candied fruit in her hand.

Seeing that she was very stubborn, Ling Rong could only curl his lips, waiting patiently for the bitter taste in his mouth to gradually dissipate. When the two little guys saw their mother like this, not only did they not sympathize with her, they even laughed. There was a bright mockery in Rong's eyes, and she couldn't help reaching out to scratch their itch.

They thought that Ling Rong was playing with them, and they laughed heartily, but in desperation, Ling Rong stopped teasing them.

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