The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

Zhen Huan felt the heat flow out of her body slowly, the continuous pain made her grit her teeth, she tried her best not to make a sound, her eyes were already bloodshot and red, like the red-eyed devil in ancient legends , the originally clear and beautiful face was twisted together because of the pain, and the face was as ferocious as an evil ghost from hell.

Tears flowed slowly from her eye sockets, she had endless resentment and hatred in her heart, but she couldn't express it out, all this could only be endured silently.

The pain gradually disappeared, she lay quietly on the bed, her lower body was already wet, she didn't ask someone to come in to serve her, she just closed her eyes quietly, after a long time, those eyes opened again, just this For once all that was left of the eyes was indifference without any emotion.

"Jinxi!" She called out softly, and Jinxi rushed to her, hurriedly picked up the clean obscene pants for her to change, and she let Jinxi play with her obediently like a soulless puppet.

After changing clothes, Jinxi looked at her like a walking dead, and wanted to say something to comfort her, but the strength from her right wrist blocked her words. Jinxi looked down at the tightly held one. The hands on my wrists, like the hands of any official lady, are very delicate and delicate, the nails are neatly trimmed, and a layer of light pink impatiens juice is smeared, beautiful and clean, but But she knew that the hands had been stained with blood, including the unborn child.

Her voice was crisp and clear, without any sadness for the lost child, "Jinxi, have you dealt with it?"

"Yes, it has been dealt with according to the order of the young master. It's just that the emperor didn't seem to suspect the queen, and instead grounded the concubine Zhao!" Jinxi quietly explained what she had checked one by one, but the young master himself She didn't have the slightest leeway to decide what to do, she said that all she could do was to obey the little master's order and do everything well.

"Very good, you did a good job!" Concubine Guan praised lightly, pondered for a while, and then said, "Don't bother with Concubine Zhao's affairs for now, first find out who else went to the Imperial Garden that day, and We moved hands and feet there, but our people didn't notice it at all, this person must be caught."

"Yes, but Concubine Zhao should be paid more attention!" Jinxi nodded and replied, Concubine Guan raised the corners of her mouth and said with a contemptuous smile, "Concubine Zhao can barely keep her by relying on the emperor's favor." Child, losing the favor of the emperor, who in the harem will allow her child to survive, I am afraid she is too busy to take care of herself now."

Jinxi didn't speak again. It is true that Concubine Zhao has long been a thorn in the eyes of everyone in the harem, but... Concubine Zhao's words that afternoon always made her feel that Concubine Zhao seemed to be vaguely aware of something. Concubine Zhao didn't As simple as imagined, I'm afraid it's all within her grasp.

She reminded Concubine Guan, but unfortunately Concubine Guan didn't see far enough, but all this has nothing to do with her, she just needs to take good care of Concubine Guan according to the instructions above.

Jinxi tidied up the mattress, while Concubine Guan sat quietly leaning against the floppy bed, looking at the dark red blood stain on the changed panties, she suddenly said, "Jinxi, take it down and burn it !"

Jinxi was a little confused at first, but she quickly realized it, nodded in agreement, and put away the obscene trousers and the packed mattress together.

As soon as she left, Zhen Huan's tears fell instantly, and she took off the mask of camouflage in an instant. The dark red on the obscene pants kept shaking in front of her eyes. She lost not her blood, but her child , her blood!

She used to expect that she could keep this child and change her own destiny, but why, why, no matter how careful she was, she couldn't keep her child, and even if she knew everything, she still couldn't change her established destiny.

Suddenly thinking of that handsome young man in her mind, Zhen Huan suddenly felt panic. Could it be that she really couldn't keep that man?

Thousands of thoughts flashed through her mind, but they were rejected one by one. She couldn't find a solution for a while, and the panic in her heart couldn't be restrained. The neatly manicured nails cut a sharp line on the center of her palm. mouth.

Smelling the faint smell of blood, her confused mind suddenly calmed down, and a trace of madness flashed in her eyes. Since she couldn't keep that person, she wouldn't make it easier for others.

Recently, the emperor has lost his appetite and his body is not very refreshed. He has not stepped into the harem for half a month. Last night, the wind blew, and the evil wind entered his body, and he contracted a cold.

Except for Concubine Zhao and Concubine Guan who had just had a miscarriage, most of the other concubines went to the emperor's palace to serve the sick.

Although Lingrong was grounded, she still knew some news. Meizhuang didn't come to see her for a few days, so she naturally knew the reason.

When she heard the news, she was playing ball with two children. After hearing Lin Xi's words, she just quietly let Ronghua and Hongsheng be carried down, and went back to the inner hall to sit for a morning and afternoon. It was that indifferent appearance again, but her completely innocuous appearance caused Lin Xi and the others to worry a lot.

But she didn't say anything, but she still had that indifferent appearance, doing whatever she should do every day.

Lingrong knew that Yongzheng died in the 13th year of Yongzheng. This time it was just a minor illness. The imperial physicians in the palace are not bad at medical skills. Such a minor illness can still be cured, but she didn't expect that she heard about the man's illness He didn't feel worried at all, instead he was just quietly thinking about that person's affairs.

She has never been such an indifferent person, such a reaction made her feel a little out of reach, but she just pressed the matter.

It's just that she didn't expect that a few days later, she saw that sick person.

"Er Niang, Rong Hua wants to eat cakes made by Aunt Jing Cong." Rong Hua was wrapped in bright red clothes, and his chubby body looked a bit like a small meatball, but Ling Rong didn't dare to take it seriously. Speaking of her like this, don't look at her as a small person, she has a big temper, if she can't say it well, she will get annoyed because of this sentence.

On the contrary, Hong Sheng, who looked a bit like his father, just sat beside Ling Rong holding a cup of tea, quietly watching his sister's acting like a baby, and seemed a bit calm.

"But you have already eaten a lot of snacks today, eat more! You have to ask the imperial physician to come and prescribe some bitter medicine for you!" Ling Rong slightly puffed out her stomach, coaxing her carefully, and chose to go What was said about body shape in speech.

Ronghua can look like this, so naturally she won't be afraid of Lingrong's words, she clings to Lingrong unyieldingly, coquettishly, "My mother~, I want tea, if you are hungry, eat it, eat it A little bit! A little bit, my mother!"

While she was talking, she also gestured little by little. Ling Rong was so happy with this elf's little appearance, even Lin Xi and the others couldn't help covering their mouths and laughing.

Ling Rong was a little helpless with her, but he didn't want to indulge her, so he asked someone to bring up sweet milk tea. Although Ronghua didn't get his favorite cakes, but he could get this sweet milk tea and he settled down, together with his brother Sitting on the left and right of Ling Rong, drinking milk tea happily.

However, she is still young, her fingers holding the spoon are not strong enough, and she refuses to allow the nanny to feed her. She scooped up a spoonful of milk tea, but poured most of it, but not much in her mouth, and most of it was contributed to the table. And clothes, face also stained a lot.

Seeing her milk-stained face, Ling Rong was both a little bit offended and fond of her, holding a handkerchief, and wiped it carefully for her, seeing that Ling Rong didn't blame her, Ronghua laughed.

"How did Ronghua get into such a state? Where's the nanny who is serving? It's not easy to serve!" A boy who was familiar and unfamiliar sounded inexplicably. Hearing this voice, Ling Rong paused, and then continued to wipe Ronghua with a handkerchief. Cheek and fingers, do not want to pay attention to that person.

The people serving in the hall were not Ling Rong, they all saluted the person at the door.

Seeing that Ling Rong ignored him, the man was not annoyed, but stood quietly by the door, watching Ling Rong wipe the milk stains on Ronghua's body until Ling Rong wiped off the sticky residue on Ronghua's body, and wiped her When the nanny went down to change clothes, the man just opened his mouth.

"How have you been lately?"

"It's good, the emperor loves it, and no one in the harem dares to neglect the Zhongcui Palace!" Ling Rong touched the tea in Hongsheng's hand, feeling a little cold, took out the cup of tea from his hand, and handed it to him. The little palace maid who served tea beside her asked her to exchange for a cup of hot tea before giving Hong Sheng a hug.

Hong Sheng opened his eyes curiously and looked at the man standing at the door. In the past, he was always taken care of by the nanny, and he rarely saw that man. After a few months, he had long forgotten that he had ever seen him before. The father of a close relationship.

The man seemed to be very indulgent towards Hong Sheng, not only let him watch, but also stretched out his arms to hug Hong Sheng. .

Ling Rong raised his hand to ask someone to bring a cup of tea, put it on the opposite side of him, and said nothing, the man naturally knew what Ling Rong meant, looking at her expressionless face, he also knew that he was annoyed, so he sat down The location opposite Mausoleum.

Ling Rong picked up the tea soup in front of him and took a sip, then glanced at the man calmly, the man had been ill for a few days, his complexion was not very good, he looked a little pale, his figure seemed to be a little thinner, and his clothes With a relaxed look, his eyes were a little tired, and he looked lazily at Hong Sheng in his arms.

"Have some tea! This is sent by my concubine's Ama from outside. It tastes good, maybe you will like it!" After sitting for a while, Ling Rong looked at the tea soup that was getting colder in front of him, opened the mouth.

Xu didn't expect that Ling Rong would suddenly speak to him, the man froze for a moment, then took a sip from the teacup, the tea in his mouth was very good, not extraordinary, and it was the taste he was used to .

"You, this tea..."

Ling Rong raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "You don't like it?" She picked up the tea cup and smelled it, but there was no other smell, and she had no problem drinking her own cup, it seems that this person doesn't like it as much as she does. Tea.

The author has something to say: Recently, Kawenka died, and he only wrote a thousand words a day, and he always delayed the update time. I'm sorry, everyone.