The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

"Your Majesty, are you really going to call Concubine Zhao over? She is grounded now, if..." Jian Qiu covered her mouth and whispered in the Queen's ear, her face was full of unwillingness and anxiety.

The queen did not reply to her words, but quietly watched the imperial doctor carefully help the emperor back to the bed, took his pulse carefully, and said with a wry smile on his face, "What can I do? The emperor is seriously ill now, thinking It’s Concubine Zhao, so what about the restrained body? It’s not just a word from the emperor! What right do I have to decide?”

Seeing the bitter look on the Queen's face, Jian Qiu felt even more uncomfortable, but she couldn't disobey her master's wishes, so she could only do as ordered.

The concubines and concubines watched Jianqiu leave the palace, and they knew it well, but no one pointed it out. The empress didn't care about this matter anymore, and they didn't have the right to make decisions. Moreover, Concubine Zhao was demoted back then. It's not that she offended the emperor, now that the emperor is seriously ill and wants to see her, are they still going to stop her?

When Jianqiu arrived at Zhongcui Palace, Zhongcui Palace was silent, the doors and windows were closed tightly, Lin Xi and others who used to serve Concubine Zhao were standing outside the door, looking into the room with worried faces.

Seeing her coming, everyone was shocked, Lin Xi came up to meet her, hurriedly held Jianqiu's hand, and said earnestly, "Aunt Jianqiu, you are here at this time, but what is the empress's order?"

Jian Qiu took a peek at the closed doors and windows, with a sad face on his face, and said, "The emperor is seriously ill, and I want to see the concubine Zhao. The empress is concerned about the emperor's illness, and she is worried that your little master will think too much, so I will give you a chance." Let me come here to report, and let the concubine Zhao go to serve the sick, this is... what's wrong?"

Although her words were worried, the joy in her eyes could not be concealed. Lin Xi was not a fool to have lived in the harem for so many years, so she naturally knew what she meant. The emperor was seriously ill, and now there are only two princes in the palace. The fourth elder brother had always been raised in the Old Summer Palace, and was not liked by the emperor. If Concubine Zhao was ill and could not go, then the throne... would be in the third elder brother's pocket.

She couldn't help but smiled ironically in her heart, but she still kept a worried look on her face and said, "My young master heard that the emperor was seriously ill, and was worried about the emperor's condition, and also thought that she was still grounded. No need, I went back to the house and drove out the slaves who were serving in the palace!"

"This...how can this be done? The emperor almost loves the empress, but the empress looks like this now! Sigh!" Jian Qiu frowned slightly, lowered her head and said anxiously.

Lin Xi opened her mouth and was about to say something, but the door of the palace opened with a "squeak". Concubine Zhao was wearing a cheongsam painted with ink lotus, standing at the door with a pale face, her eyes were slightly red as if she had already cried a lot.

She looked at Jianqiu who was standing with Lin Xi, and said in a low voice, "Let's go!" Her voice was a little hoarse, like the rocks that had just been plucked from the top of the mountain, rough and uneven, making people frown slightly .

Lin Xi saw that she was about to fall when the wind blows her, so she couldn't help but stepped forward to help her. Ling Rong leaned all her weight on the person next to her, raised her eyebrows and looked at the still-moving scissors. Qiu's mind turned quickly.

Just now, she was in the room on her stomach just to divination the emperor's fate, but after such a divination, she found that the emperor's life had come to an end, but when the emperor was seriously ill, she also divination for the emperor. Hexagram, the result calculated at that time was turning bad luck into good luck. It took only half a month, how could the emperor's luck change so drastically.

Thinking of the two immature children under her knees, she was impatient for a moment, and had no time to rest. She took a elixir and made the next hexagram. Although there is no serious problem, the spiritual power is temporarily unusable.

When she came back to her senses, she heard what Lin Xi and Jian Qiu said at the door, she got up and looked at the pretty clothes on her body, then turned and went into the back room, changed into plain clothes before coming out.

Times have changed, she is no longer a favorite concubine, but now she is still a little concubine who is confined, for the sake of her two children, even if she doesn't care about herself, she still has to take care of these two children, and she has to be more careful.

Jian Qiuyuan wanted to expose this matter and go back to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to report, but she didn't expect that just as she was about to turn around and leave, Concubine Zhao opened the door and walked out, looking like a weak willow supporting the wind, which made her teeth itch Since this is the picture, it's better to rest peacefully in the palace, but she happened to come out when she was about to leave, and her wishful thinking could only be in vain.

She was thinking this way in her heart, but she couldn't show it on her face, she could only lead Concubine Zhao to the door, the soft chariot had already been prepared, and the little eunuch waiting outside the door was Xiao Xiazi, who saw Zhao Concubine When the concubine went out, he hurriedly stood up straight, and then kicked those idle little eunuchs. The little eunuchs who were still chatting about something became more and more serious when they saw that Jian Qiu had ushered Concubine Zhao out. Be cautious.

Jian Qiu naturally saw this scene, but she didn't speak, she just pretended not to see it. Concubine Zhao glanced at her with a half-smile, then at the small mansion with her head down, and said nothing , On the soft chariot.

She knew clearly that in this palace, there has always been admiration and depressing, and she doesn't need to haggle with these people.

The soft chariot was swaying, and the mausoleum was lazily leaning on the soft chariot, thinking secretly in his heart that the emperor was seriously ill and might die at any moment. The emperor had three sons under his knees. Hongli, the fourth elder brother of Yuanmingyuan, and Hongsheng, who was born by herself, the queen has always stood in the united front with Concubine Qi, and if things change drastically, her own Hongsheng may be in danger of life.

Although she can guard against it for a while, she may not be able to guard against it for a lifetime, so this time, both public and private, she must keep the emperor, at least his life.

I didn't want to rely too much on my own space. After all, this thing came as a strange thing, and it was still unknown whether I could grasp it, but now I had to use this thing.

She sighed in her heart, and began to think, can I borrow those treasures for space use?

The soft chariot walked quite fast, and after only half a stick of incense, the soft chariot arrived at the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Lin Xi carefully helped the mausoleum down, and Jian Qiu led her to the inner hall.

The main hall is the place where the emperor used to meet courtiers, the East Nuan Pavilion is the emperor’s resting place, and the West Nuan Pavilion is the place where the emperor reviews memorials.

Su Peisheng was waiting at the door, seeing the haggard appearance of Ling Rong, he was shocked, just now he saw Concubine Zhao's face was still rosy, but in the blink of an eye, it was this haggard appearance. Feeling pity, seeing that the circles of his eyes were still a little red, he might have cried a lot, he sighed in his heart, and wanted to say something, but because of Jian Qiu's presence, he couldn't say much. He had to lift the curtain and let her in.

As soon as the fragrant wind in the room turned, people were a little dizzy. Ling Rong held Lin Xi's hand and walked in slowly.

As soon as she entered the room, everyone in the room focused their attention on her. With a sad expression on her face, she slowly blessed the queen who was sitting by the bed, and saluted Concubine Hua and the others.

The queen beckoned her over, reached out to hold her hand tightly, and said worriedly, "Why do you look so haggard? Although the emperor's body is important, you should also take care of your own body! Come and see the emperor, just now The emperor is still looking for you when he wakes up!"

Ling Rong lowered his eyebrows and said in a soft voice, "I heard that the emperor is unwell, and my concubine is impatient, so I didn't have time to wash up, and I came to see my empress in such a mess, I am really rude to my concubine!"

"It's right to miss the emperor. It's natural for you to be anxious to make this appearance. How can you call it rude?" The queen shook her head helplessly, patted her hand with a wry smile, and comforted her softly, "Look! Look at the emperor!"

"Yes!" Ling Rong answered in a low voice. The queen got up and gave her the seat. Others may not have noticed, but Zhen Huan saw it clearly. Depressed.

Ling Rong was eager to see the emperor's situation, but he didn't notice this, the queen made room for her, and she sat down.

The face of the person on the bed was as plain as white, and there was no trace of rosiness on the thin cheekbones. Ling Rong quickly took his hand and felt for his pulse. Fortunately, this person was not as serious as imagined. Although his fingers were cold, they were still The beating of the pulse is fairly steady.

I don't know if it was because of Concubine Zhao's arrival that the emperor noticed it, or because of some reason, the emperor woke up because of the ironclad fact. He opened his eyes wide and looked at the beautiful face in front of him, as if he wanted to see the deep and deep face of the person in front of him. deeply imprinted in the mind.

Ling Rong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled comfortingly on his face, and clenched the emperor's palm. The strength from his hand reminded the emperor deeply that the person in front of him was the one he met. He exhausted all his strength and spit out two One word, "Rong'er!"

His voice was not loud, and only Ling Rong could hear it clearly. Looking at the bloodshot eyes of that person, for some reason, Ling Rong suddenly felt a little sad at this moment.

She responded in a low voice, and tightly held the man's broad but fleshless fingers, feeling pity suddenly in her heart, and reached out to touch his pale cheek.

Perhaps it was the strong support just now that made the emperor exhausted his strength. Now he can only squirm his lips, but he can't say anything. Feeling that he can't speak, the panic in his eyes is beyond words.

However, Ling Rong knew that there was nothing wrong with him, it was only because of too much mental effort that he was like this, and he was more concerned on his face, comforting him carefully.

At this time, the imperial physician's decoction was also cooked, and Imperial Physician Zhang carefully brought the decoction in his hand to Ling Rong. Ling Rong looked at the black liquid with green smoke and a strong smell of medicine, and compared it again. I couldn't help but frown on the pills I had taken in the past, but I also knew that the good medicine was bitter and beneficial to the disease, so I didn't delay.

Ling Rong took advantage of the short time when he scooped up the soup, and took the opportunity to mix the elixir from the space into the soup. Fortunately, the elixir melted in the water, and no one else noticed the slightest clue, even the queen who had been standing in the mausoleum The people around Rong didn't notice her little move.

The ink-colored decoction was gradually cooled, and then fed into the mouth of the person on the bed. The useful ingredients of the medicine also acted on the person. Before he knew it, the emperor's body had been healed. It's more than half done.

After feeding the decoction, Imperial Physician Zhang carefully took the emperor's pulse, but found that the emperor's pulse had changed slightly. Although he was surprised, he didn't dare to say anything about the change. He just returned to the queen carefully. The emperor was in a hurry He vomits blood only when he attacks his heart, which is not as serious as he imagined.

After hearing what he said, the empress calmed down, thinking that she had easily summoned Concubine Zhao out, she couldn't help feeling a little headache, and persuaded the other concubines to go back to the palace to rest, and then went to the Palace of Compassion and Ning, to explain herself to the Empress Dowager The reason for acting so recklessly this time.

As a result, the originally noisy hall was suddenly overflowing with silence.

The author has something to say: I have lost my income recently, (┬_┬) how can everyone abandon me!Seek comfort, seek collection

By the way, dear friends, guess what is the real reason why the emperor vomits blood, there is already a hint

(PS: How do I feel that the more I write recently, the more I deviate from the original outline, Mr. Outline, don’t leave me!)