The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

Zhen Huan has been away from the palace for a while, and Ling Rong's body is also in July and August. The closer the due date is, the more nervous the emperor is about her stomach. Not only does he not let anyone disturb Ling Rong, he even prevents her from going out. Put her under house arrest in disguise.

Regarding this kind of confinement, Ling Rong didn't have any objections at first. He had food and drink every day, and he didn't have to worry about other things. He just needed to concentrate on raising his baby. When he was in a bad mood, there were many people who made him happy, but Seeing her increasingly pot-bellied stomach, Ling Rong became a little worried.

The cloth curtain at the door was lifted, and Zhuhan walked in with a large bowl of hot, fragrant soup, Ling Rong frowned instantly as he saw the bowl of soup.

Zhuhan looked at her face full of bitterness and hatred, feeling a little helpless in his heart, this tonic soup was made with high-quality medicinal materials and a few whole chickens, others couldn't drink it if they wanted to, but his little master couldn't drink it. Bisheng avoids it like a snake and a scorpion.

"My lord, the chicken soup is ready, it's ready to drink! This servant will serve you!" Zhuhan scooped up the chicken soup, blew it carefully, and said softly.

Ling Rong frowned, avoided the spoon she handed over, and said with disgust, "If you don't want to drink, put it away for now!"

"My lord, this chicken soup was stewed by the emperor early in the morning, and he specially asked us to remember to remind you to drink it, but now you refuse to drink it, isn't this embarrassing us?" Lin Xi looked at Lingrong's expression of complete refusal to cooperate I couldn't help persuading him.

Ling Rong, who was always easy to talk, became stubborn this time, just refused to drink, frowned and said, "It's hard to drink, I don't want to drink!"

Everyone looked at the appearance of their young master, and they were very calm. After all, if they watched this kind of thing every day, they would become very calm after watching it for a long time.

And when their little lord was six months pregnant, she always looked like this, like a child, throwing temper tantrums all day long, not letting everyone in the palace toss around, never giving up, shutting down the palace. Everyone was bewildered by this ancestor, only the emperor could always tolerate all kinds of nonsense of his little master, and coaxed her in a good voice every day.

And I don't know if I know that the emperor is pampering her, and she becomes more and more savage, listening to the wind is like rain, thinking of it is like coming out, and she becomes more and more mischievous.

Seeing that her young master refuses to drink chicken soup, Zhuhan also has nothing to do with her young master. If she coaxed her to drink a few words before, she might be able to trick her into drinking it, but now even if she speaks out loud, it may be difficult for her to convince her My little master.

Her little master is so uncooperative, she can only look at the chicken soup and feel worried.

Leng Rui looked at the black face of her young master, then at the bitter look on Zhu Han's face, and whispered to Zhu Han's ear to give her a trick.

Hearing Leng Rui's words, Zhu Han immediately came to his senses, and walked to the small kitchen with the chicken soup. Leng Rui was right, she couldn't cure the young master herself, but the emperor could.It doesn't matter if the young master doesn't drink this soup now, anyway, when the emperor comes back, are you afraid that the young master won't drink it?

She asked Jing Cong to heat up the soup, and when the emperor came back, she would coax her young master, and the young master would drink it honestly.

Sure enough, as early as morning, the emperor rushed to Zhongcui Palace immediately. As soon as he entered the house, the emperor saw Concubine Zhao lying on the soft bed and playing with her temper, and his heart softened immediately. He took her into his arms immediately.

Feeling that she was leaning into a broad embrace, Concubine Zhao knew who it was without even opening her eyes, she softened her body and embedded herself into that embrace.

Seeing the beauty relying on him so much, the emperor felt a little relieved, but seeing the beauty's uneasy face, he immediately became unhappy. He summoned Zhu Han and asked, "In the morning, I asked someone to stew it. Chicken soup, can your little master drink it?"

Zhu Han carefully glanced at his master, Fushen said respectfully, "Young master has a bad appetite, didn't you drink much?"

Having known Ling Rong for so long, how could the emperor not understand her? Zhu Han didn't like her very much, so he let the emperor know that this petite woman in his arms never drank chicken soup at all, and his eyebrows frowned involuntarily. , "Go, bring the chicken soup, I'll feed it to your little master!"

When Zhu Han heard this, most of the stone in her heart was put down immediately, she thought that the emperor would blame her for her bad work, but she didn't expect that the emperor didn't say anything, and didn't punish her, thinking this way, she turned around and ran out of the door briskly , to serve soup.

As soon as the emperor finished speaking, he noticed that the beauty in his arms was a little unhappy, so he grabbed her hand, played with it, and coaxed her, "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Concubine Zhao opened her eyes, glanced at him sideways, pursed her mouth in dissatisfaction, and said lazily, "I don't want to drink chicken soup, I've become a little chubby recently!"

When the emperor heard what she said, he was a little curious, reached out and touched her cheek, and said with a smile, "I'm not fat, it looks pretty good!"

Ling Rong grabbed his fingers with his backhand, and played with him, "I have gained a lot of weight. After winter, I have remade the clothes twice, and my waist is much wider than before."

The emperor laughed loudly, making the chest that Ling Rong was leaning on tremble a little, Ling Rong couldn't help but pat his chest because he was tormenting him, "Don't laugh, what the concubine said is the truth! "

If she didn't say this, the emperor might not be able to hold back his laughter. When she spoke, the emperor smiled happier than before. He stretched out his hand to touch her belly, and comforted her gently, "But don't forget, you Your stomach didn't grow any meat before, it was not the time to grow it, but now, you have been more than seven months old, and it is only natural that you have a bigger belly!"

Ling Rong frowned, thinking about his words, he was still unhappy for a long time, reached out and patted the emperor's shoulder and said, "Anyway, I don't care, I don't want to drink tonic soup anymore, it will be boring if I drink too much!"

The emperor coaxed Ling Rong in a good voice, "Then I asked the imperial dining room to make some new tonic soup, and come here for you to drink?"

Ling Rong raised his eyebrows, turned his face away and stopped talking, the emperor knew that she was annoyed when he saw her behavior, and became more gentle, "Then what do you want to drink the tonic soup?"

Ling Rong's eyes rolled around, and she was about to discuss with the emperor not to drink the tonic soup, but the emperor seemed to know what she was thinking, and said a second before she spoke, "Except not to drink Tang, I promise you anything!"

Hearing this, Ling Rong immediately became depressed, but soon her little brain turned, "Okay, the concubine will drink soup, but the emperor wants to promise the concubine and let the concubine go out for a walk!"

The emperor frowned, and was about to say something, Ling Rong raised his eyebrows and said angrily, "Don't say no to the concubine, the emperor just made it clear that he would agree to everything!"

Looking at the serious eyes of the person in front of him, the emperor suddenly felt like he was shooting himself in the foot with a stone. Now he really has a headache. He thought for a while and said, "But it's the twelfth lunar month, and it's raining outside. Xue, where are you going? The road is slippery in the snow, if you are not careful, won't it make me uncomfortable?"

Ling Rong listened to him with a cold brow, pouted her lips, and supported her big belly with a displeased face, "The concubine's belly is so big, how can someone else have such a big belly when they are seven months pregnant?" , it must have been raised by drinking too much tonic soup. Your Majesty, look, this belly is very big, isn't the concubine worried that the child will be too big for the concubine to give birth on the day of delivery?"

Hearing what Ling Rong said, the emperor's expression turned pale in an instant, and he shouted angrily, "No nonsense!"

"Then?" Ling Rong blinked, looked at the emperor expectantly, and asked.

The emperor really couldn't do anything about her, and was worried about her health, he didn't know how to answer for a while, he raised his eyes and saw Zhu Han walking in with a tonic soup, as if seeing a savior.

"The tonic soup is ready, let's drink the tonic soup first, and we'll discuss it after we're done!"

Hearing this, Ling Rong immediately lost interest, looked unhappy, and lazily turned his head away from looking at him.

The emperor took the soup from Zhu Han, took a spoonful and blew it, and wanted to feed Ling Rong, but Ling Rong became stubborn and ignored him. It's not that the emperor never thought of coaxing her, but coaxing her She didn't move. When the spoon in her hand moved to one side, her head turned to the other side. After tossing for a long time, she couldn't feed a mouthful of soup.

When he couldn't do it for a while, the emperor could only agree to her request first, and let her drink the soup first. Once he agreed, things would be easy to handle. Lingrong, who is so cute, is just like Hongsheng, doing whatever he is called.

Seeing Concubine Zhao being so well-behaved, the emperor couldn't help but laugh a little. Seeing her so well-behaved, the emperor was very happy, but he had to sign a treaty when she was so well-behaved, and he was a little helpless.

After feeding the decoction, the emperor wiped his hands, and began to make three chapters with Concubine Zhao who had been expecting him to speak.

"If you want to go out for a walk, it's not impossible! However, I will make an agreement with you for three chapters!"

Ling Rong frowned slightly, looked at him suspiciously, and said just now, "Which three chapters?"

"First, when you go out, you can't go out alone, you must take the people who serve you with you, and you can't leave your body!" The emperor sat upright.

Ling Rong thought for a moment, then nodded and agreed. Anyway, she used to travel with a large group of people. This request is very simple.

"Second, before going out every day, I will ask Qian Tianjian to report the situation in the past few days. If the weather is bad, you can't go out!" The emperor took a peek at the beauty's face. I couldn't help laughing.

Ling Rong bit her lip, but still agreed.

"Thirdly, since I have agreed to your travel, then you can't play petty temper, you have to be obedient!" Seeing Ling Rong's response, the emperor continued.

Ling Rong curled his lips and agreed.

The author has something to say: Don't think that this dialogue has nothing to do with the plot!It's actually somewhat related.

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