The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

When Xia Dongchun heard these words, his face flushed with anger, and he said angrily, "Who are you? Why are you doing such stupid things? If you dare to say it, come out and see!"

The woman sneered, "Then let me see how good the so-called woman with the coat and collar is?"

Ling Rong smiled, she already guessed who rescued her.

Sure enough, the woman who came forward was the one Ling Rong guessed, and that person walked up to Ling Rong with a smile, and complained, "My sister can make my younger sister easy to find."

Ling Rongxu helped her, and said softly, "Is it my sister, I made my sister tired!"

A few more women came forward, Ling Rong turned his head to look, and it was the ears of some of his close friends who came here.

Mei Zhuang stepped forward, grabbed the hand of the woman who opened her mouth, and scolded with a smile, "Huan'er, you are the most reckless, you have already come up before I see clearly!"

Turning to look at Lingrong again, he said, "Which daughter is this? She looks so elegant!"

Fuqing who was on the side covered her mouth and laughed, and said sharply, "Sister Meizhuang is remembered by everyone, but only one person is forgotten."

When Mei Zhuang heard this, he looked at Ling Rong in surprise and said, "Are you Ling Rong's younger sister?"

Ling Rong said with a smile, "It seems that my sister has not completely forgotten my sister!"

Lan Shan on the side smiled and said, "You two sisters, don't talk about the old days, the girl who is wrapped in clothes and collar is full of fighting spirit, and she still has her father's demeanor!"

Zhen Huan also thought of the aggressive show girl, and said with a smile, "I said that the reason why this sister can control Sister An is that Sister An is the daughter of Zheng Yipin Minister of Industry——An Lingrong!"

When the woman heard Zhen Huan call Ling Rong as Sister An, she had a guess in her heart, but she never thought that it was really the person she thought of, and now she is silent, with her head bowed, not daring to speak.

She naturally knows what An Bihuai represents, and also knows that this person is the current favorite. If it is because of his eloquence, she does not need to worry, but this talent of An Bihuai has been praised by Master Zhang Tingyu. She couldn't afford to provoke her, and her father couldn't afford to provoke her even more.

She also wanted to say some words of apology, but she was so aggressive just now, how could she have the nerve to say it?

Seeing her like that, Ling Rong knew that it was not good to entangle with her any longer, and besides, today is the day of the palace selection, so there should be some troubles.

Then he walked over, held the woman's hand, and said calmly, "What happened today is Ling Rong's fault, and it is normal for my sister to be angry for a while. Ling Rong also hopes that my sister will forgive Ling Rong for acting recklessly! As for sister Huan'er, she is just Don't blame me for my injustice for a while, sister!"

When the show girl heard what Ling Rong said, she was very grateful in her heart, and she blamed herself for being reckless, and almost couldn't get off the stage.

Putting her hand on Ling Rong's, she said softly, "Sister doesn't blame Dongchun for being ignorant, so how could Dongchun blame the two sisters?"

Ling Rong greeted her a few more words, then chatted with Zhen Huan and the others in the corner.

Although Zhen Huan was a little unhappy, she didn't say anything.

Mei Zhuang looked at Ling Rong with admiration, Lan Shan looked at Ling Rong without saying a word, Fu Qing hugged Ling Rong's arm, coquettishly.

Ling Rong chatted with them for a while, and then heard the guiding eunuch sing her name, and after a hasty farewell, she followed the guiding eunuch to the direction of Yiyuan Hall.

Ling Rong didn't dare to look up, but just looked down at the pattern on her clothes, waiting for the ceremonial supervisor to sing her name.

"Cai Qi, the daughter of Cai Yuan, the prefect of Gusu, is fifteen years old!"

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"An Lingrong, daughter of Minister of Industry An Bihuai, eighteen years old!"

Ling Rong stood with his head bowed, and suddenly heard his own face, so he took a step forward, and said to the person on the throne, blessed, and lowered his eyebrows, "My daughter An Lingrong, I have seen the emperor and the queen, I wish the emperor long live All blessings, the Empress is a thousand years old!"

"Daughter of An Bihuai?" The person in the hall seemed to be interested, but the meaning was unclear.

Ling Rong said clearly, "Exactly!"

"It's my father's talent. I wonder if you have such a talent?"

Ling Rong vaguely felt a little depressed, and after thinking for a while, he opened his mouth and said, "My daughter is dull."

"Remember the name and keep it!" the person in the hall said calmly.

Ling Rong couldn't guess what he was thinking, but followed the other beautiful girls with lowered eyebrows, not daring to say much.

After the selection of this group of people was completed, the leading eunuch led Ling Rong and other beautiful girls to leave.

Ling Rong didn't know if other people had been left with a sign, and she didn't have the time to find out.

No matter how calm she was in the past, at this moment, she still couldn't calm down. The sky was still so clear, but it lost the brightness it should have. It's been a little confusing for a long time, and I don't know anything.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, he returned to the front of Yuxiang's gate. Ling Rong saw Zhu Han and Leng Rui from a distance, and his mind relaxed. Only then did he realize that his whole body was sore because of nervousness.

Walking a few steps faster to meet them, Zhu Han quickly put the cloak on Ling Rong's body, Ling Rong clenched his hands, trying to calm down the inexplicable horror in his heart.

Zhuhan helped her tie the belt, and accidentally touched it, the tentacles were icy cold, but now it's only summer, and the severe winter has not yet arrived.At this time, why Lingrong's hands were so cold, she seemed to be able to explain only the majesty of the emperor.

What's more, the guiding nanny stood there, even if she wanted to ask a few more questions, she didn't dare to speak, so she could only hold Lingrong's hand tightly and cover it carefully.

Perhaps it was because Zhu Han's move was really useful, Ling Rong's icy fingers were warming up a bit now.

This warmth seemed to wake up Ling Rong's thoughts, Ling Rong slowly glanced at Leng Rui, and then at the guiding mother.

Seeing what she meant, Leng Rui quickly took out a delicately embroidered purse from her bosom, and handed it to the nanny with a smile, "I'm sorry, nanny!"

The nanny touched the purse in her hand, then smiled and said, "It's not hard work, it's just doing things for the master!"

"That's natural!" Leng Rui blessed the nanny, and the nanny also saw that Ling Rong was a little weak, so she didn't deal with her, blessed her body, and then left.

Leng Rui and Zhu Han helped the mausoleum up, and served hot tea warmed on the small stove.

Ling Rong lifted the lid, fiddled with the tea in the cup but didn't drink it, her expression was indifferent, the green smoke slowly rising made her even more invisible.

Leng Rui and Zhu Han knew from her appearance that she didn't want to speak, and they didn't force it, they just added some hot water when the cup of tea was getting cold.

Ling Rong's fingers were gradually able to move, and this cup of hot tea calmed down her complicated thoughts again.

The mule cart was getting closer and closer to Anfu, and the sound of firecrackers on the street was heard from a distance, and soon the cart stopped.

With the support of Zhu Han and the other two, Ling Rong got out of the carriage, the ground was full of broken firecrackers, the red ones were very festive, but Ling Rong couldn't be happy, and just managed to pull out a forced laugh.

There are many people around who are watching the excitement, Ling Rong looks at those people indifferently, feeling sad in his heart, those people will not understand, the life of their draftees is so helpless, as if they have never understood Compared with the requirements of controlling one's own life, silk and satin are insignificant.

She asked people to help her family members who were kneeling on the ground, and then she helped her father and mother into the An Mansion.

The heavy door was slowly closed, and the noise and complication outside were all isolated behind this door, and my heart gradually became more rational.

After a simple dinner, Ling Rong went back to his room to rest.

Leng Rui helped Ling Rong change into her pajamas and remove the pearls from her head, Zhu Han made the bed, Ling Rong held a book and read on the bed, but the exhaustion of the day made her drowsy.

He didn't think about anything any more, left the book in his hand, and lay down to sleep.

Three days later, the eunuchs in the palace came to the mansion to pass the decree, and Fu An brought a whole family to the main hall to receive the decree.

The eunuch delivering the decree was a very mellow person, full of energy. The eunuch opened the imperial decree and read it out carefully, "On August 22, the first year of Yongzheng, the Office of Internal Affairs in charge was copied from the respect room. A 17-year-old girl, An Lingrong, who was named a nobleman of the fourth rank, titled 'Yi', entered the palace on September [-]th, hereby!"

Ling Rong knelt down silently along with the others, and did not get up until the imperial decree was read out.

Father An was no longer as vigorous as before, and there were some gray hairs on his temples. With a smile on his face, he bowed his hands to the eunuch who announced the decree, "Please, father-in-law, take a walk."

The father-in-law just waved his hands again and again, saying no thanks.

Seeing him like this, An Shi just smiled, and handed him a heavy purse, "Eunuch, please take care of yourself, let him have a cup of tea!"

The father-in-law touched the purse in his hand before he said with a smile, "What kind words are you talking about? Then thank you madam!"

Another nanny with a serious face was introduced, and she said with a smile, "This is a nurturing nanny bestowed by the queen mother. She said she was worried that other people would not take good care of her. Miss, come and see Nanny Zhuxi!"

Although Nanny Zhuxi looked very serious, she still showed a good face to Lingrong, she smiled slightly, and blessed her body and said, "Zhuxi has seen the young master."

Ling Rong hurriedly went to help her, and after receiving a false salute from her once, he didn't let her salute again.

He just smiled and said, "Lingrong doesn't know the rules, so I have to trouble Nanny Zhuxi to teach him more. Since Nanny Zhuxi came to teach Lingrong, there is no saying that the master salutes the apprentice. During the time the nanny was teaching me, It's better not to salute to the mausoleum!"

Something flashed in the eyes of the nanny, Ling Rong hadn't seen it clearly, the nanny just lowered her hands slightly, and said with a smile, "Young master, you are polite, listen to what you say!"

Lingrong summoned Jing Cong, and said with a slight smile, "Mama is a bit tired from the exhaustion, why not go to the wing room to rest first, and then come to teach Lingrong after lunch!"

The nanny didn't say any words of rejection, just blessed her body, and followed Jing Cong to the back room.

After An's father inquired about the canonization matters of the young masters, he respectfully sent the father-in-law who passed the decree out.

After returning, he just said to Ling Rong, "The tree attracts the wind." Then he went back to his room to rest.

Ling Rong sat quietly in the main hall, drinking the high-quality Yuqian Longjing, with his eyes slightly lowered, wondering what he was thinking.

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