The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

It was just dawn, and the streets were still silent. Most people were still asleep and hadn't woken up yet.

Suddenly, the sound of horseshoes broke the silence in the inner street. A short boy rode a steed and galloped through the market. If it was in the past, many girls would be fascinated by that handsome figure. It's a pity that there is no one on the street now.

The young man flicked his whip, and the horse under him galloped faster, sending up a gust of wind and sand.

"Woo!" The young man shouted anxiously, and the horse stopped in front of the gate of a large courtyard. In front of the gate were two majestic stone lions, baring their teeth and claws. They really looked like they were looking for someone to love.

The red gate, which is ten feet wide, is tightly closed, which makes people feel a sense of austerity. On it is a large door plaque, with the word "Anfu" written on it, with a sharp and handsome pen, penetrating three points.

The young man stretched his waist, turned over and got off the horse. He took three steps and two steps at a time. After a few steps, he jumped in front of the door. With fists in his hands, he slammed on the door a few times.

There was a murmur from inside the door, but the young man didn't feel guilty about the gatekeeper who was awakened by him, but just stood quietly in front of the gate and waited for the gatekeeper.

After a few creaking sounds, the door was opened with a small gap, and the gatekeeper inside the door poked half of his head slightly, and gave the person outside the door a rough look with his sleepy eyes, vaguely speaking. Qing Qing asked, "What's the matter?"

Seeing his appearance, the young man outside the door suddenly sank into water, raised his eyebrows slightly, and said coldly, "Which mansion are you working in? You don't even recognize me!"

The gatekeeper rolled his eyes and spat in his heart, how do I know who you are?It's not the heavenly king, even if it is the heavenly king, I have to see if I recognize it, let alone you, cut, just a brat, even though he thinks so in his heart, he still knows what to say and what to say Shouldn't have said it.

Just perfunctory, "Little one, how could I recognize you? Just tell me who you are!" He yawned as he spoke, leaning lazily against the door, and said.

Seeing his indifferent appearance, the chill on the young man's face was even worse, his eyes were already icy cold when he looked at the gatekeeper, he gritted his teeth and said, "Go and call Steward Zhang, you don't know me, Zhang The butler will always recognize me!"

Hearing him talking about Butler Zhang, the gatekeeper looked up at him, said "Wait!", closed the door, and entered.

The boy left alone looked at the closed red door and gritted his teeth angrily.

No matter how much Jingyu thought about it, he never expected that he would be slapped by a small gatekeeper after returning home with the blood of missing his relatives. Water drenched.

He walked down the steps, looked at the black horse that his sister had given him, looked at its moist eyes, and looked cute, couldn't help laughing, and reached out to pat its big head.

He remembered the white horse that matched Zhuiyun very well back then. What he had set his eyes on at the beginning was not the dark horses that had followed him for many years, but the tall, handsome and heroic horse. But his sister said that he looked like a The white-skinned glutinous rice balls are actually a little bastard with sesame stuffing. He also said that the horse was afraid of being bullied by him, so he refused to give him the horse, but gave him this pony at that time. He also told him that the white horse would be kept by him for his future wife.

At that time, he was still stubborn, and wanted to pester his sister to give him the white horse, but her sister entered the palace. Thinking of this, the smile on his face faded, his eyes were a little melancholy, and he stroked Zhuiyun's mane. Mao, he suddenly felt a little emotional again, who would have thought that the black horse that looked so weak back then would be raised by him to be so tall, strong, handsome, and full of bad water. Such a poor person, Jingyu laughed without sympathy.

A few days ago, in the letter that my sister wrote to him, she mentioned this guy with a bad stomach, and also mentioned the white horse that was given to him as a bride price. Would he not know that it was his own mother who was worrying about his marriage? , I was too embarrassed to ask him directly, so I asked my sister to test him, but...

He touched Zhuiyun, who was raised by him personally, with a sweet smile on his face. There is one more thing he wants to mention to his own sister when he comes back this time. The owner of the white horse, he seems to be Already found, is a very awkward guy.

The door opened with a creak, and Jingyu looked at the somewhat stooped figure standing by the door, the smile on his face suddenly brightened, he went home, went home.

The gatekeeper looked at Mr. An, who had always been very serious, and looked at the boy outside the gate with a smile on his face. His heart suddenly thumped, and he thought, it's over!

Hongxuan, who was born in Lingrong's arms with Meizhuang, was very happy for a while. Hongxuan looked like Ronghua, and was different from Hongsheng. Ronghua looked like an emperor, with his heroic eyebrows, a straight nose, and a He Lingrong's eyes are always full of tenderness, and his red lips are somewhat thin. At a glance, he already knows that she will be a beauty who will overwhelm the country and the city in the future.

Hongsheng, on the other hand, grew up like a mausoleum, with tender eyes, thin and uniform light-colored lips, and a somewhat sharp face with eyebrows and nose. He didn't have the slightest resemblance to the emperor, but his temperament was very similar. The emperor is different from his younger sister, he always sits obediently with a cup of tea next to his mother-in-law when his younger sister is holding his mausoleum and acting coquettishly, he doesn't look like a child at all. If Ling Rong hadn't confirmed that her child hadn't changed the core, she would really have thought that her stupid little brother had followed her.

The reason why Hongxuan is different from them is because this child looks almost the same as Mei Zhuang. His eyebrows, eyes, and nose are all carved out of the same mold as Mei Zhuang. Slightly hooked, giving this somewhat young child a bit of his father's fierceness.

Ling Rong likes him very much, not only because of his eyes, but also because he is more like a child than his two children, he loves to cry, make trouble, and is afraid of others, unlike his two children who are astute as if they can calculate people.

She let Meizhuang bring this child to her palace for more than half a month, and teased him with boiled fragrant almond milk for a long time, so that the child would no longer resist her like before, and finally agreed to let him go. She is cuddling and feeding almond milk.

Looking at the child in his arms who was drinking milk and squinting his eyes with a smile, Ling Rong's heart softened, and he couldn't help but kiss his little cheek.

Her relative was on firecrackers, she raised her head and was about to act like a baby with Ling Rong, when Rong Hua, who was begging for egg custard, happened to see this scene, her eyes widened immediately, staring straight at the baby in her mother's arms. The child who was vying for favor cried out "Yeah".

Hongsheng didn't have such a big reaction as hers, he just yawned and lay down on his mother's lap. If he hadn't deliberately pushed Hongxuan in Lingrong's arms with his head, Lingrong might have really thought that he didn't feel anything. .

Ling Rong looked at Hongxuan who was being held in her arms, then at Ronghua who was staring at Hongxuan covetously, and Hongsheng who had been competing with Hongxuan overtly and secretly. A thought suddenly appeared in her mind, she It seems to have poked a hornet's nest.

Mei Zhuang, who was watching the play, was enjoying himself, laughing so loudly that half of the Biluochun lamp in his hand was dedicated to the ground.

Seeing that she was just gloating on the sidelines and didn't come forward to help, Ling Rong couldn't say anything about her, but just glanced at her reproachfully, and then went to coax her two little babies.

It's a pity that Mei Zhuang didn't behave well. Seeing that Ling Rong didn't speak, she came to provoke Ling Rong instead, covering her mouth with a handkerchief, and said with a smile, "Looking at your two little guys, they are very jealous. I love you, when the emperor was resting in other people's palaces in the past, were you jealous like this?"

Ling Rong couldn't figure out her own little girl, who had a big head, and when she heard her say this in a blink of an eye, she raised her eyebrows and gave her a sideways look, and retorted, "I don't have any jealousy, but my sister was very jealous when she was young. Back then , I just said a few words to Sister Lan Shan, and you started to play a little temper. At that time, I really didn't see that you were a lady, I thought you were..."

Before she could finish her words, Mei Zhuang was already blushing, and hurriedly reached out to cover her mouth, nothing, it was just because of that capriciousness at the beginning, but she threw her entire ladylike face upside down, Thinking about it now, she felt extremely embarrassed, but Ling Rong had seized on her tricks, so she could only quickly cover the mouth of the little villain.

"Don't say it, don't say it, don't I pay you for it? Don't mention those stupid things you did when you were young!"

Lingrong's mouth has always been very poisonous, she reached out to take Mei Zhuang's hand, raised her eyebrows and said with a slight smile, "Sister, there is nothing wrong with you, it wasn't a stupid thing when I was young, it's still very fun to watch now! Sister at that time It's really lively!"

She deliberately bit the word "lively" very hard, and Mei Zhuang also knew what she was referring to, and the red glow on her face spread even more, and even the ruby-like luster on her earlobes made her shyly slap her. Stomp Road.

"My concubine Zhao, what exactly do you want? I apologize sincerely, my little one!" She gritted her teeth lightly and said angrily.

Ling Rong smiled even more coquettishly, "I don't want to do anything, I just fell in love with an oriental pearl you got a few days ago. You know, my family is poor, and my younger brother never knows how to dress himself up. I, as an older sister, should not Think about him!"

Hearing what she said, Mei Zhuang wished to snatch Hongxuan from her hand and stomp her hard. What does it mean to be poor at home, and she still lacks silver flowers. That one was lost to someone else, don’t mention one, Dongzhu already has a whole box, but she just fell in love with the new one she got, huh, don’t think she doesn’t know, it’s because she likes that one Dongzhu, did you ask for it on purpose because she wanted to make it into a hairpin and to make her bleed?

Thinking this way in her heart, she still told Cai Xing honestly, asking her to wait to fetch Dongzhu and give it to Concubine Zhao.

Ling Rong took the Dongzhu with a smile, and in a blink of an eye, Gao Qi opened the curtain and walked in, bringing good news, "The rebellion in Zhuozishan has been quelled, and the commander and deputy are now thanking you in the Hall of Mental Cultivation." , His Majesty authorized Vice General An to go to Zhongcui Palace to see his sisters!"

The author has something to say: I finished coding a chapter after nine o'clock, and I was rushed to bed by my mother over there, so I didn't have time to post it.

I only posted it after getting up at [-] o'clock this morning, please don't blame me!

I really feel that I am going to die recently. After a day of school, I have to finish my homework and fill in the exercises when I go home. After everything is done, it is already past six o'clock. The speed of coding is slow. Mom rushed to bed, and got up early the next day to code words.

Oh my god, we still have to go to school today. It has nothing to do with us if they take the middle school entrance exam and get promoted to high school. Every time we take our leave, and then try to make up for it. Six days, six days are spent studying, your sister, give me a day What can I do with my free time? I don’t even have enough time to study.