The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

The room was silent.

The emperor fell asleep after taking the medicine. Concubine Zhao looked at the sleeping man on the bed, her eyes darkened, "Physician Zhang, what is going on with the emperor?"

Hearing her words, Doctor Zhang broke into sweat profusely, cupped his hands and said, "I, I, I don't know..." His voice was trembling, full of panic.

Concubine Zhao frowned slightly, glanced back at the shivering Imperial Physician Zhang, and said in a deep voice, "You have been an imperial doctor in the palace for so many years, is it just a sham? I don't expect you to be able to cure the emperor, but at any rate you will be able to cure the emperor." To put it bluntly, the emperor looks like this now, but you pretend to have nothing to do with it, if something happens to the emperor in the future, the empress will not care about it, and I will not let you go so easily!"

Dr. Zhang Tai was moved by her words, his lips murmured for a long time, and he looked around carefully, then he whispered, "If Wei Chen's diagnosis is correct, the emperor is probably... the Chinese Poisoned!"

He hesitated for a long time before he spit out the words. The panic in his eyes could not be concealed. Concubine Zhao knew that he was not telling lies, but her brows frowned even tighter. If he didn't tell a half-truth, it would be very difficult now , This is the Forbidden City, and the emperor's power is in the Forbidden City. There are imperial guards on the surface, hidden guards in the dark, and many eyes and ears, which can poison the emperor. It seems that the person who started the attack is not small. !

"Do you know what kind of poison it is?" She looked at Doctor Zhang and asked, Doctor Zhang pursed her lips, wiped the sweat from her forehead, and said in a deep voice, "When I was studying medicine, I was exposed to this poison before. The poison is not heavy, but it is extremely difficult to find. If the emperor takes it for more than half a month, he will be powerless. Fortunately, the emperor happened to stimulate the poison today and expel a lot of toxin. The right medicine is prescribed, but the emperor seems to have been taking it for a while, and the residual poison in the body may have entered the five internal organs. In addition, the emperor's evil wind entered the body a few days ago, and the humble minister has a heart, but he dare not use heavy medicine. Completely discharged?"

Hearing what he said, the worry on Concubine Zhao's face also eased. Compared with the unknown black hand, she is not worried about the emperor's current situation. After all, the medicine she gave the emperor is very effective in detoxification and healing. .

She glanced at Imperial Physician Zhang again, and said calmly, "You have been an imperial physician for so many years, and you know the rules in this palace. You must not leak a single word of what you and I said today, otherwise... .snort!"

Doctor Zhang felt the chill coming from Concubine Zhao, couldn't help but smiled wryly, and became more respectful. To be registered on the register, ministers and ministers...it's hard to hide!"

Concubine Zhao raised her eyebrows, sneered, and said, "You are smart, but there are some things that should be kept secret." She paused, and pointed to the emperor who was lying on the bed, "Go and tell the emperor Get on the pulse!"

She said these words without beginning or end, and Doctor Zhang couldn't guess what she meant, so she could only smile wryly, and walked to the bedside according to her intention.

The emperor's finger joints are distinct and well maintained. There are almost no calluses, and it has a jade-like moist feeling. On the thumb is a beautifully colored jade wrench. There is nothing carved on it, but the green color is beautiful. It calms the mind.

Physician Zhang didn't dare to look further, so he put a veil on the emperor's wrist, and began to detect the pulse, but when he started to feel the pulse, he found that the pulse was beating extremely steadily, not at all as before. appearance.

There was already a pinch of sweat on the tip of his nose, and he was breathing more quickly. There was a hint of disbelief in his eyes. He knew very well the effect of the medicine he had grasped. What's going on while taking something else?

He took a peek at Concubine Zhao with a pale complexion, and swallowed his saliva. If anyone tampered with it during this period, it was only the woman in front of him. He made the soup himself and brought it up. There was nothing else The only time when someone takes over the hand, the only time when it is possible to do something is when Concubine Zhao takes the decoction and feeds it to the emperor.

However, at that time, everyone's eyes were fixed on the emperor, no one noticed how Concubine Zhao moved her hands and feet.

As he thought this way, he kept guessing in his heart, and looked at Concubine Zhao with a bit of taboo in his eyes. After all, such skills should not be possessed by women in the harem. She was murderous, and she might not even be able to escape.

"how?"

Hearing Concubine Zhao's question, he lowered his head, not daring to look at Concubine Zhao, and acted more respectfully, saying, "The emperor's body is almost healed, more than half of the remaining poison has been cleared up, and I am prescribing some medicinal decoctions." Let the emperor take it, and it will be fine in a few days!" He knew what to ask and what not to ask, he cared more about his own life than his own curiosity, and he avoided the seriousness and talked about the emperor's illness, which shouldn't be Say more without saying a word.

Concubine Zhao seemed very satisfied with his answer, chuckled, and praised, "Doctor Zhang really deserves to be an old man who has served in this palace for so many years. Since the emperor is almost in good health, as I said before, Zhang What does the doctor think?"

"My lady's order, I understand! What I shouldn't say, I won't say a word!"

Zhen Huan looked at the emperor who was being fed the decoction by Concubine Zhao. She didn't show it on her face, but the huge force made her tightly clenched hands drip with blood. She didn't notice her injured hand, but just stared at the pair with hatred. men and women.

She hated this man and woman, she wished she could rush in front of that man and strangle him to death, but she couldn't do that, because if she made any changes, it would only bring about an irreversible end.

She got up slowly, blessed the weak man, got up and left.

She heard herself say flattering words to that man with a smile on her face, and she saw that man completely ignored her farewell, and only cared about the smiling woman standing beside him.

At that moment, for some reason, she suddenly wanted to laugh, and laughed wantonly and crazily. She couldn't help asking herself, is such a struggle really useful?

I insisted on changing, and wanted the emperor to fall in love with me, but my wish was not fulfilled. The person the emperor fell in love with was the person she hated the most—Concubine Zhao, the woman she had been jealous of in her previous life—the former empress, but now she is... It has become a joke, can the living never compare with the dead?

However, the scene in front of her reminded her that a living person is better than a dead person, but this living person is not her.

At the beginning, the sentence of "Wan Guan Lei Qing" completely broke my own desire. It turned out that I was just a substitute in the eyes of the emperor, replacing a dead person. What I felt extremely shameful was born to be liked by that person, ridiculous and stupid.

That girl is not pregnant, but the lover in her heart is not her lover. That person already has other women in his heart. He used to seek someone who cared for him, but in the end he turned into taking advantage of her.

If she lost her favor, everything about her was gone. Her schemes and her sincerity became worthless. The only thing the emperor saw was her face, which was very similar to the former empress.

She didn't want to serve others with color, she didn't want to use this face that made her feel ashamed to flatter the man who disgusted her, she didn't want to give up her remaining self-esteem for a man, so she abandoned herself The young daughter, Ozuki, left the harem that once made her happy and sad.

Originally thought that he was going to spend his dismal life in Ganlu Temple, but he never thought that he would marry Yunli in that place far away from the world, and even gave birth to two little lives for him, but he went to the battlefield instead.

The only thing that came back was the news of his death. I was completely disillusioned, and entered the harem with a heart of revenge, but he came back, when she became Concubine Xi, she became his brother's concubine, but he was just his little one. uncle.

It's ridiculous, fate plays with me like that, but I can't break free, what I want, but I leave one by one, what I expect, but I never get it, and my various designs, but I don't get any return.

In this life, she doesn't want to repeat the same mistakes, and plans to change her destiny, but everything is not as she wished. The emperor fell in love with Concubine Zhao, that An Lingrong whom he abandoned like a shoe in the previous life, but she was just a substitute for all her calculations. one.

Concubine Hua didn't cause the child to disappear, but he still couldn't keep the child, so what about Yunli?

Whether I can keep him, why can't I get happiness, but the people I hate and the people I despise get their happiness, why?Why?

Why the emperor can survive, why his own child must die, why, he didn't die, he should have died, as long as he drinks a few cups of his favorite Pu'er in the first half of the month, he will fall asleep obediently, Won't wake up again.

It has been more than half a month since that conversation, and the emperor's body has gradually improved, and his complexion has improved a lot, but his foundation is still a bit weak. When winter came, he was a little bit cold, which made Ling Rong worry For a while, but then it gets better.

Every day, Ling Rong used medicinal herbs from space and Lingquan to stew a pot of clear soup, and sent it to the emperor. She didn't know if the emperor drank it, but in the few times they met, Ling Rong could already feel that he was in good health. More than half of it.

She is still confined. Although the departure from the palace did not lead to any bad results, after the emperor recovered from his illness, Lingrong still returned to her own palace, and she still occasionally saw Meizhuang and others every day, but She seldom goes out of the palace, and even the emperor can only condescend to go to Zhongcui Palace to see her if he wants to see her.

With a lot of free time, Lingrong is even more lazy, looking at the little clothes she sewed for the child in her belly every day, and copying Buddhist scriptures, so the whole day passed, but she didn't know a storm The attack made her life completely lose its peace.

The author has something to say: The murderer has come out, have you guessed it right?

I have warned you before!People who can't guess it, go face the wall and think about it!

Let Jingyu and Nianfu play in the next chapter, I want everyone to be so cute

I put it in the manuscript box but forgot to write the update time. I am really sorry everyone. I worked hard to type and hope to write one more chapter today.

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