The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

The news of Ling Rong's pregnancy was like a stone stirring up thousands of waves, causing the harem to be unable to settle down for a while, and the low-key actions against Ling Rong gradually increased. Ling Rong had already guessed what would happen, and also I made preparations, but for some unknown reason, those secret movements suddenly disappeared.

"Your Majesty, isn't this a good thing? It saves us from wasting time dealing with these things!" Xin Gui said disapprovingly when he heard Ling Rong's words.

Ling Rong pondered slightly, "I don't care about these things, but I feel a little uneasy in my heart. It seems that there are other things that I don't know about, and they are happening secretly."

"You actually said that, so you have to be more careful so as not to get their way!" After hearing what she said, Mei Zhuang frowned slightly, and she stroked her stomach, and said, "But, don't Thinking too much, after all, you still have a child in your stomach, too much thinking is not good!"

"I'm sorry, I'm also a person who was pregnant before, how could I not know these big taboos?" Ling Rong smiled lightly, she looked at Ling Rong's slightly pregnant belly, stretched out her hand to touch it, and said, "What about you?" How is your diet recently, but you still feel ashamed as before?"

Mei Zhuang smiled softly, held Ling Rong's finger and said, "He cares so much about you as an aunt, so how can he still make a fuss? The plums you brought that day were sweet and sour. I used them a lot. Now With a thick skin, I am asking you for some!"

"There's no need to be cheeky. If you want to eat, just say it. I was so disgusted at the beginning. Fortunately, Jing Cong thought of making plums, otherwise I would be about the same as you!" Ling Rong smiled lightly and greeted Zhu Han went to the small kitchen and told Jing Cong to prepare a jar of plums to take with Mei Zhuang when he left.

Xingui looked at the appearance of the two of them with big bellies, and at his own belly that had not received good news for several years, and couldn't help sighing.

Sensing that there was something wrong with Xingui's mood, Ling Rong looked at her worriedly, stretched out his hand to hold her fingers, and said softly, "What's the matter, are you feeling unwell? Do you want someone to tell you the imperial physician?"

Xingui forced a smile and said, "No, it's just that seeing that you all have royal descendants, and I haven't conceived in the palace for so many years, I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart! It would be great if I could conceive a princess. There is nothing to rely on!"

Hearing this, Ling Rong and Mei Zhuang both fell silent by coincidence. After all, no one else can help with such matters as pregnancy. Mei Zhuang could only reluctantly comfort him, "Don't be impatient, this kind of thing is also very particular." The time is right, and it will come sooner or later!"

However, Ling Rong suddenly remembered that when she entered the palace, An Shi personally handed her a piece of pregnancy secret recipe, and she seemed to have put it in the drawer of the cabinet. After thinking about it, she invited Leng Rui to let her Go get that recipe.

As soon as she turned her head, she saw Meizhuang and Xingui looking at her curiously, she smiled slightly, and satisfied their curiosity, "My mother-in-law gave me that recipe, but I haven't used it yet. Hearing from Xingui, I happened to borrow flowers to present Buddha and give this to my younger sister! If my younger sister can get her wish, that would be the best!"

Xingui showed surprise and said gratefully, "If my sister can fulfill her wish, she must be loyal to your mother!"

Hearing what she said, Mei Zhuang frowned slightly, but Ling Rong just smiled and said, "It's just a prescription, how can I make my sister make such a promise!"

As soon as the words fell, Xin Gui said with a serious face, "Concubine, I am willing to do my best for your mother, not only because of her prescription, but also because of how much she has treated me since I lived with her in the first palace. After taking care of her, the concubines are also very grateful to the empress!"

Ling Rong was silent, but shook his head helplessly and smiled. Soon, Leng Rui took the prescription, and Ling Rong carefully instructed her before someone sent her out.

When the footsteps gradually faded away, Mei Zhuang frowned and said, "This Xingui, her scheming is not as shallow as you imagined, how can you trust her easily! If you let her know too much, she will bite you back in the future." what to do?"

Ling Rong knew that since she broke up with Zhen Huan, she didn't trust other people very much, and she didn't explain, but said calmly, "My sister has no intention of harming anyone, so why worry about being bitten by her?"

Seeing her like this, Mei Zhuang couldn't do anything about her, so he could only smile helplessly, and said, "You must be on guard! Mr. Xingui, after all, she is a wild wolf in the palace, and her ruthlessness is not weak. For other concubines, otherwise how would you be favored?"

Hearing what she said, Ling Rong just smiled faintly, turned around and picked up the jujube cake on the table and said, "Sister, I also know what you want, but Mrs. Xingui and I are already on the same boat. If I also fall into the water, she will Don't expect to get through it safely either. This sour jujube cake is very appetizing, sister, try it!"

Mei Zhuang looked at the plate of jujube cake in front of him, and after a long time, he reached out and picked up a piece and said, "At the beginning, when I had a false pregnancy, Er Niang also sent someone to give me a box of jujube cake. I was so happy that I was pregnant with dragon descendants He also gave that box of pastries to Liu Wu, and now that I think about it, he had already exposed a lot of flaws, but I was so happy that I didn't notice it!"

When Ling Rong heard her talking about the past, there was a hint of worry on her face, and she reached out to take the snack in her hand and said, "I didn't know there was such a past, sister, don't eat this jujube cake, sister let me eat it." Someone bring some sour plum soup over here!" As he spoke, Leng Rui asked Leng Rui to take down the sour jujube cake and bring another one.

Seeing the worried look on her face, Mei Zhuang smiled calmly, "I just remembered some past events, but you are more thoughtful, why don't you let me eat this snack? I haven't eaten jujube cake for a long time, but I feel a little greedy." Already!"

"Forget it, since you want to eat, I can't stop it, but you are pregnant now, so don't think too much! Let the past go!" Ling Rong hesitated, and finally let Leng Rui Served the jujube cake again.

"Why?" Mei Zhuang raised his eyebrows and smiled, "What I taught you just now, are you going to use it to teach me now? You really know how to draw inferences!"

The originally dull atmosphere seemed to be diluted a lot by Mei Zhuang's witty words, and the two gradually started talking and laughing, and the two of them used up more than half of the plate of jujube cake.

After seeing off Mei Zhuang, Ling Rong sat alone in the room and touched her pregnant belly. She was silently lost in thought. This child was beyond her expectations and within her expectations. When she took off the contraceptive pill , She had guessed that this day would come sooner or later, but she didn't expect it to come so soon.

As soon as Yongzheng entered the room, he saw such a scene. Concubine Zhao was sitting under the window sill, the setting sun was pouring on her body, she was stroking her belly with a smile, her face was full of tenderness, this scene made him suddenly I remembered Concubine Tong's mother who was pregnant back then. At that time, she was also looking forward to the child in her womb, but it's a pity...

He knew who made a move on that child, but he didn't want to expose it, because that person did it because he didn't want to be rejected by Concubine Tong's mother, so that every time he thought about it, he didn't know what kind of mentality he should use Come face to face with this.

Perhaps because she noticed her arrival, Concubine Zhao was a little surprised, she got up and was about to walk over, the emperor didn't have time to think about it, and took a few steps forward and hugged Concubine Zhao into her arms, and said anxiously, "Didn't I tell you, you You are pregnant, so you don’t need to salute anymore? I also asked Su Peisheng to go to the House of Internal Affairs to order you to make a few pairs of Chinese shoes out of soft leather, why are you wearing flowerpot bottoms?”

"Etiquette cannot be discarded. Although the emperor loves me, I can't be proud of being favored, lest I be laughed at!" Ling Rong glanced at the bottom of the flower pot on his feet, and smiled softly, "As for these shoes, The concubine forgot this morning, so she wore the bottom of the flowerpot!"

The emperor had never seen anyone who would admit that he was wrong so confidently, and laughed for a while, he stretched out his hand and lightly poked Ling Rong's forehead and said, "I have never seen that concubine who dotes on you like this." You, but you are said to be spoiled and proud, do you think it's right for me to throw you aside?"

Ling Rong raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Will the emperor do this?"

It was rare to see Concubine Zhao's disobedient appearance, the emperor felt a little hot in his heart, reached out to hold Lingrong's soft palm, gently played with it, and said, "Do you think I will?"

Ling Rong turned against the guest, and started to play with the emperor's finger. He raised his head and glanced at him, Fang said, "The concubine is not the emperor, how can he know whether the emperor will?"

"No!" The emperor stretched out his hand to grab her palm, slowly pressed it towards his heart, and said, "You know, you know what's going on in my heart better than anyone else!"

His eyes were firm and persistent, Ling Rong wanted to avoid it, but couldn't, so he could only look at him quietly.

Finally, the emperor let go of her hand. He knew very well what was between him and Concubine Zhao. Love, but still with reason after all.

Afterwards, getting along was very dull, the emperor and Lingrong both wanted to restore the previous atmosphere, but if it was so simple, that would be great, although both of them had such thoughts, they still couldn't be like before.

It was the first time that the emperor left after going to Concubine Zhao's palace. After receiving the news, everyone in the harem was also a little happy. Does this mean that Concubine Zhao has fallen out of favor? Soon many people began to make small calculations.

Ling Rong looked at the figure of the emperor gradually going away, sighed softly, turned around and went back to the house, indeed, she was very clear about what the emperor was thinking, but there were too many barriers between them, "understanding" was just a sentence after all. It's just a lie.

For several days in a row, the emperor never stepped into Concubine Zhao's palace again, but he never stepped into the harem again. Such a move made everyone in the harem puzzled.

Before everyone in the harem could think about this matter clearly, another news spread that Concubine Wan had a miscarriage.

The author has something to say: he was abandoned, and curse those who don't want him after reading the article. ~>_<~

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Concubine Wan has a miscarriage, what do you think will happen?