The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

Time flies by.

The Jinfeng Ceremony was chosen on November [-]th, because after entering December, the palace will be busy with New Year's affairs, and when things get together, it will become much more cumbersome, so Yongzheng wanted to rush The concubine Jin ceremony will be held before December.

Qian Tianjian received the decree, and within half a day, he sent someone to report. November [-]th is the best day of the month.When the day is certain, the Ministry of Internal Affairs will take orders and start to make arrangements for concubine concubine.

At dawn, Ling Rong woke up. She lay quietly in Yongzheng's arms, looking at the haggard man in front of her. Ever since he ordered the Jin Feng ceremony, he has been a little mysterious. It's fine to come to her, she doesn't care anyway, but the only abnormal thing is that he didn't step into other concubines' palaces, and lived alone in the imperial study.

It wasn't until yesterday that he arrived at her palace. As soon as he entered the door, Su Peisheng presented him with a very delicately carved red sandalwood box, inlaid with beads of round jade, which looked very playful and lovely, but Ling Rong knew that every one of them was priceless.

Looking at the exquisite box in front of him, Ling Rong was also a little puzzled for a moment, looked up at Yongzheng, a rare smile appeared on Yongzheng's face and said, "Open it and have a look!"

Ling Rong hesitated for a moment, reached out and gently lifted the lid of the box, and looked at the exquisite suet and Tian jade heads in the box, she was faintly surprised, such delicate Hetian jade is rarely seen .

In addition, the color of the head and face is already a bit fake, it is really like suet, the texture is warm and moist, as if it is really about to flow out of suet, the carving is also excellent, but it is not a master's work, some subtleties are still a bit blunt, But overall, it didn't affect the value of this headline.

Ling Rong touched the hairpin in her hand and thought, she raised her head to thank her, she glanced at it, but noticed the look of anticipation in Yongzheng's eyes, turned her mind, and came up with a whimsical idea.

When he came back to his senses, he saw that Yongzheng was uncharacteristically, with a strong smile on his face, and Su Peisheng also had a flattering smile on his face. At this moment, Lingrong realized that he hadn't paid attention for a while, and his mouth was full of tears. Ask what's on your mind.

Yongzheng stretched out his hand to Lingrong. Lingrong looked dazed, but he still stretched out his fingers. His strong fingers tightly intertwined with hers, and the warm fingers touched Lingrong's hand. Go up, making her body a little numb.

His deep voice lingered in her ears, creating a dense atmosphere, "Rong'er, do you like it?"

Although Ling Rong felt that he was not sincere to her, her heart still jumped slightly at that moment, a rosy color spread quickly on her face, her voice was like a mosquito, her fingers tightly held Yong Zheng's fingers, and slowly Spit out two words.

The room was very quiet, Su Peisheng had already retreated out at some point, Ling Rong could only hear the man's breathing.

Yongzheng took her finger, lifted it up slowly, and gradually retracted his arm, but the strength of the confinement in his hand did not decrease at all. Ling Rong obeyed his wish, stood up and walked around the table slowly The incense burner stood in front of him.

Yongzheng looked at her blushing cheeks, and there was a bit of pampering in his eyes, but Lingrong lowered his head and didn't see this scene. He gently took out the jade hairpin she was holding tightly in his hand, and played with it in his hand .

Seeing that he wasn't looking at her, Ling Rong raised his head slowly. Seeing him touching the carved patterns on the jade thoughtfully, Ling Rong felt a little curious in his heart. When he got the hairpin, She only cared about the polish and texture of the hosta, but didn't pay attention to the engravings on it.

She poked her head, trying to see the carvings on it clearly, and gradually she saw the lines on it clearly, but her heart seemed to be hit by something violently, the lines on it were too familiar to her.

She remembered that she had this hairpin among her burial objects in the ancient tomb. At that time, because of the round and delicate texture of the hairpin, she thought that if she could leave the ancient tomb alive, she would use this hairpin to sell it for a good price.

However, she turned her eyes to the red sandalwood box on the table, but she didn't see this box, including the rest of the head ornaments. Could it be that she was brought to this era for this reason?

Seeing her looking at the box on the table, Yongzheng didn't come back to his senses for a long time. He thought it was because the surprise was so huge that she was at a loss. To a glimmer of joy.

Ling Rong was still recalling what she had seen in the ancient tomb in her previous life, trying to use this to speculate on the reason why she was brought to this dynasty, a strong force came from her hand, pulling her body down .

In an instant, her drifting thoughts came back, only to realize that Yongzheng had actually pulled her fingers into her arms. She took a slight step forward and sat in Yongzheng's arms. She was not tall. , sitting in Yongzheng's arms, just leaning on his shoulder.

At such a close distance, she can see almost every pore of him clearly. He is average-looking, not as handsome as those described in past life texts. His skin is not good, with a light wheat color. What attracts people is the pair of slightly warm eyes, deep and deep.

Yongzheng held the hairpin and fiddled with Lingrong's head, as if he wanted to find a suitable place to insert the hairpin. In the past, Lingrong might not be willing to be so close to him, but today I don't know if it was because of his face. Moved, she didn't feel displeased at all, and sat quietly in his arms.

Finally, after fiddling for a long time, Yongzheng inserted the hairpin in her hand into her bun. Only then did he look at the hairpin that matched the mausoleum with satisfaction, and exhaled a sigh of relief.

Ling Rong reached out to touch the hairpin on his head, but was stopped by Yongzheng, he took Ling Rong's fingers, looked deeply at Ling Rong, looked at Ling Rong earnestly, and asked, "Do you like it? "

Looking at his expectant appearance, Ling Rong thought about the Dielianhua carvings he saw just now, and suddenly thought of Liu Yong's Dielianhua, and chanted a poem, "The belt is getting wider and I will never regret it. Make people haggard because of Yixiao!"

As soon as the words came out, she became a little embarrassed. This sentence was originally used to describe a person in love. She and Yongzheng were not yet in love. Moreover, this poem was a bit sentimental, and it had a bit of a boudoir style. She sang Coming out is inevitably too little girlish.

Hearing her recite this poem, Yong didn't show his face, but reached out and hooked Gou Lingrong's palm.

A tingling sensation gradually spread where the fingers passed, making her body soften gradually, and she slowly leaned into Yongzheng's arms.

It was just a spring night, but luckily Yongzheng Nian and Mausoleum would hold a canonization ceremony tomorrow, so she didn't bother her too much.

It was a little bright outside, Ling Rong looked at Yongzheng's tightly closed eyes, and gradually pulled away from the memories of last night, his finger lightly brushed the light-colored lips of the man, he also had the same lip shape in his previous life, when he heard people It is said that most of these mouth shapes are fickle people.

Is he also a fickle person?

Her fingers gradually stopped, between Yongzheng's lips, suddenly her fingers were caught in a warm place, Ling Rong looked down, but saw the man looking at her with burning eyes, and his fingers were also touched by him. Putting it in his mouth, the tip of his tongue moved slightly, causing Ling Rong's body to feel numb.

Mausoleum looks like a boiled shrimp, the whole body is light pink.Yongzheng teased her for a while, seeing her shyly closing her eyes and stiffening her body, her heart felt a little hot, and the blood rushed to her body.

Thinking of today's Jin Feng ceremony, he could only let go of the arms that hugged Ling Rong, Ling Rong suddenly found that the confinement on his waist had disappeared, and felt a hard object poking his waist, so he hurriedly got up and stood up.

Ling Rong tidied up his loose pajamas, and called Su Peisheng who was waiting outside. Su Peisheng walked in with the palace maids, and everyone in Lin Xi followed Su Peisheng.

Lingrong served Yongzheng to get up, just started to wash, Su Peisheng also went out to pass the meal, when he came back, he brought back a strange nanny, she looked very kind, with a respectful face, Yongzheng was stunned when he entered the door , Immediately after reacting, he saluted Yongzheng and Lingrong.

She combed my hair in accordance with the etiquette and carefully groomed it. When Ling Rong saw the complicated bun on my head, admiration flashed across her face, and she praised, "Nurse Qi is very dexterous, and such a complicated bun is so smooth. It’s very delicate, and there’s nothing messy about it.”

That Nanny Qi smiled softly, "The servant girl has combed the hair of the nobles in the palace for so many years, and the hair quality of the young master is the best. If it is not for the smooth hair of the young master, the servant girl may not be able to comb it out. Such an exquisite bun!"

Ling Rong looked at the delicate bun made of black silk, Ling Rong couldn't help admiring the superb skills of the ancients in his heart, but the small bun was already very delicately carved, even Lin Xi and the others saw the bun on Ling Rong's head, Can't help but admire.

After combing the bun, it's time to put on the hairpin. Zhuhan held a box full of accessories for Mammy Qiao to choose from. Mammy Qiao stretched out her hand to pick up the hairpin, but Ling Rong stopped her movement with her hand , softly said, "Zhuhan, go get the box on the table!"

After saying that, the beautifully carved red sandalwood box was handed to Mausoleum, she turned her head to look, only to find that it was Yongzheng who was holding the box, and all the servants around her knelt down.

Yongzheng waved his hand, and the servants all retreated.Ling Rong looked at the man in the mirror, and watched him deliberate for a long time before putting on the accessories one by one.

When Su Peisheng and the others were recruited in, they found that the mausoleum had already been tidied up and even put on the Chinese clothes. Seeing her like this, in their hearts, the fact that Mausoleum was favored was confirmed in their hearts.

After grooming and washing, Ling Rong took the Zhai Fengyu Road car to the Taimiao Temple to perform the canonization ceremony, and finally went to Jingren Hall to pay homage to the emperor, and made a big ceremony to thank the Holy Grace.

When the auspicious time came, the mausoleum knelt in the solemn Taimiao Temple to pray, listened to the complicated and solemn congratulatory speech read by the minister of ceremonies, and conferred the twelve-page gold book and gold treasures by the minister of the Ministry of Rites.The gold books and gold treasures used had already been drawn up by the Ministry of Rites half a month ago, handed over to special personnel to make them, and delivered to the Taimiao by the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs in person early in the morning.

Ling Rong took it respectfully with both hands, the golden seal and the Luan button, and four large seal characters, clearly and profoundly "Zhao Concubine's Edict".

She looked down at the golden treasure in her hand, and listening to the lingering sound of the envoy reading the edict, a desire for power suddenly surged in her heart, but it came and went quickly, and soon this inexplicable emotion disappeared.

The author has something to say: I think the writing is a bit sweet, what do you think?

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Is the next chapter going to get Mei Zhuang out of the negative state?Should Liu Du be caught, and who should be caught.

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