The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

Yun Li looked at the brocade handkerchief embroidered with pale pink lotus in his hand, and played with it silently. This brocade handkerchief was made of Shu brocade, and it felt as smooth as a woman's skin. A faint fragrance, not greasy, just like that woman.

Thinking of the beautiful woman he saw this afternoon, Yun Li couldn't help showing a wry smile on his face. He was already crazy about that woman, and he would be so crazy that in order to meet her, he would use his forces to lure other people away.

But no matter how much he longed for this woman, the woman's estrangement today reminded him that they were uncles and sisters, and there was already a gap between him and her. Just like in the past, even though the father wanted him to be the emperor, he couldn't take the throne from his brother.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. He understands this truth, but it is because he understands that he suffers even more. He can't help but think, if he could control more power back then, would he be the emperor now?Does that woman also belong to him?

But every night in his dreams, he couldn't forget what Er Niang had said to him. Er Niang asked her to leave the palace for him. Even if he could let anyone down, he had to worry about Er Niang.

But every time he thinks of the woman's frowns and smiles, and when he dreams back at midnight, his heart is always in pain, leaving only a mouth full of bitterness.

He got up and looked at the picture of a beautiful woman without a face on the table, and suddenly felt that all the movements of the woman in the painting were extremely artificial, without the slightest charm of that person. Thinking of the two children who were praised by the emperor, he suddenly felt like It was like a scorching fire, and his mood became irritable in an instant.

When he came back to his senses, the study was in a mess. The inkstone he liked had been smashed to the ground, and a corner was broken, and the picture of beauties that he cherished so much had now turned into a pile of shredded paper. Brushes scattered all over the place.

Seeing this messy scene, something flashed through his mind, and seeing that there was nothing in his hands, he felt flustered, and after searching carefully, he finally found what he was looking for at the corner of the table.

He exhaled slowly, and carefully put the Fang Jinpa in his arms. After confirming that it would not fall again, he left with peace of mind.

Ah Jin stood obediently at the door, didn't dare to make a sound, but silently followed his steps after his master came out, and he could hear the noise in the study clearly, it's not that he didn't try to persuade him at first Master, but my master clearly refuses to talk, so why should he keep asking?

As soon as the boy cleaning the study opened the door of the study, he took a deep breath, his eyes were filled with distress, these treasures are rare to see, being treated like this by his master, he felt so distressed, thousands of taels His inkstone was hard to find outside, so it was thrown on the ground like this. The high-quality rice paper from Suzhou Shanggong is comparable to beautiful skin, and now it has become a piece of paper, not to mention the paperweight made of tourmaline. With the scene in front of him, the boy felt that his eyes were dark and he couldn't breathe.

In the early morning of the second day, Yunli rode a steed to Ganlu Temple. In the past, few people entered the royal place of Ganlu Temple by mistake. Almost no one passed by the tenants who went out to deliver food every day. Er Niang also took a fancy to this, so she built a resting place not far from Ganlu Temple, where she chanted sutras and meditated every day.

When Yun Li came to Ganlu Temple, he naturally had to go to see his mother Er Niang. When she arrived at Er Niang's place, Er Niang had already got up and was sitting in front of the Buddha, chanting scriptures. Yun Li handed over the vegetables he brought I gave it to the nanny who has been serving my mother-in-law, and told her not to disturb her mother-in-law's chanting, and told her to prepare an extra portion for lunch, and then drove to Ganlu Temple.

It's just that he didn't expect that the horse hadn't arrived at the Ganlu Temple. Instead, he met the person he wanted to meet on this trip by a small stream.

Zhen Huan resisted the pain from her hand, gritted her teeth and put her clothes into the water. It is already winter, and the stream water has no temperature at all, and it is piercing to the bone with a biting cold feeling.

The thin winter clothes are useless at all, not even able to withstand the biting cold wind, but fortunately the medicine prepared by Imperial Physician Wen has some effect, and the frostbite on my hand is much better, it is not as bruised and purplish as before, and pus That look is disgusting to look at.

At night, Jingbai refused to let her own firewood start a fire, and the musty-smelling quilt that had been left unattended for a long time was covered with no heating, and it was hard and damp.

If it wasn't for seeing Yunli, she wouldn't be holding on. I don't know if this situation can survive this winter?

As the days got harder and harder, she missed Yunli more and looked forward to his arrival. She thought she would return empty-handed again today, but she didn't expect to meet Yunli. With a handsome and handsome appearance, when she looked at her, there was still pity in her eyes. For some reason, she suddenly felt her hands and feet go limp.

This softness is incredible, just now she and Huanbi were twisting their clothes with all their strength, Huanbi was twisting with all her strength, but Zhen Huan was lost in thought at this moment, and she didn't care about her hands when she was lost in thought. She was standing by the stream again, her feet slipped, and she lay down on the stream.

The cold stream water poured in along every slit, and the skin that was supposed to be slightly warmed up by work was already icy cold at this moment. After being hit by the stream water like this, she felt even more powerless, and the tiredness of the past surged in an instant. When he came out, his eyes were dark.

In a daze, she seemed to see Yunli reach out and grab her clothes, saving her up.

Huanbi was concentrating on twisting her clothes at first, but who would have thought that she would use her own strength, and the young master would not pay attention, so she fell to the side of the stream, which made her face change drastically. Although the stream is not deep, it only reaches the thigh, but it is patient. It can't help it's cold, in the twelfth lunar month, I planted it in the water, but I was so scared that I stretched out my hand to grab it, but she was a woman, how could she have any strength?

Just when she was panicked, a hand behind her hugged her away, and she reached out to grab her little master. Before she came, she screamed, and saw the appearance of the person who came, thinking that the person had just come Her face blushed instantly.

Yun Li's face changed drastically when he saw it, just now he was thinking that it was a coincidence that he met Concubine Guan here, but for some reason, Concubine Wan saw him and fell into a daze instead, falling into the water, he was hurt He came to see Concubine Wan only after Concubine Zhao's order, if something happened to her, he really didn't know what to say to Concubine Zhao?

He hurriedly dismounted, stepped forward a few steps, reached out his hand to grab her skirt and pulled it towards the bank, wondering if the quality of the cloth was not good, but when he tried hard, it tore, revealing a piece of white flowers.

Yun Li was a little dazed, but he clenched his hands to save her. He could only grab the belt around her waist and lift her up to the shore. Although the quality of the clothes was not very good, they were good enough to drink water. It wasn't long after being submerged in the water, and now they are Dead dead.

Fortunately, he still practiced riding and archery in the past, and he has a little arm strength, so it is not impossible for him to pull a woman.

After being rescued, he was too embarrassed to look at her clothes, so he could only take Ah Jin to gather some firewood, come over to light the fire to keep warm, and dry the clothes. His cloak was untied and left it to her.

When Zhen Huan woke up, Huanbi was the only one left beside her. She hugged herself tightly in her arms, unable to move. Zhen Huan moved her body carefully, but found that her chest was chilly. Suddenly it became hot, and my heart was like a deer jumping wildly.

Huanbi didn't know that she was in a turbulent mood. When she noticed that she was waking up, she saw that her face was flushed. She thought she had a cold, so she touched her forehead with her hands.

Her hands were icy and cold, and Zhen Huan suddenly came back to her senses when she touched her. Although her face was still rosy, it was not as obvious as before.

Her voice was a little hoarse because of choking water, and it felt a bit gritty, "Huanbi, what's wrong? My clothes..."

Huanbi pulled the cloak, wrapped her mistress tightly, endured the cold, kept her warm, and replied, "The mistress fell into the creek just now, I didn't have time to react, and I didn't have the strength to catch her. Fortunately, the Seventeenth Prince arrived in time and rescued the young master, but only damaged the young master's clothes."

"What about the others?" Zhen Huan looked around, but she didn't see Yunli's figure, so she asked eagerly.

Huanbi showed a touch of emotion on his face, and said softly, "The prince saw that the young master was wet, so he took Ah Jin to collect some firewood. He planned to light a fire and let the young master dry his body."

Hearing this, Zhen Huan finally felt relieved, and rested on Huanbi with peace of mind.

Not long after, Yun Li and Ah Jin came back, and Ah Jin lit a fire with ease, and the warm flames were very beautiful to everyone at this time.

Zhen Huan took off her outer clothes in the grass, and put on Yunli's cloak. Yunli took the outer clothes and found a relatively dry place, picked up some hay, and put the clothes on it to bake.

Yunli didn't look at Zhen Huan carefully at first, but when he sat closer, he saw her clearly. He thought that the life in the monastery would make her haggard, but he didn't expect that such a long life did not make her ugly, on the contrary, she became more and more ugly. Chu Chu felt pitiful, especially at this time, her messy bun, her pale face, and her appearance by the fire suddenly reminded him of that woman standing in the snow with the same pale face, Zhimei. In the scene of leaving, I felt a little pity for the woman in front of me.

Zhen Huan shrunk her body and wrapped herself tightly, occasionally peeking at the man beside her, seeing the pity in his eyes, her heart was even sweeter.

"My lord, why did you come here?" She lowered her eyebrows and asked softly, she knew that her appearance was the most likely to arouse pity from men.

Sure enough, Yun Li lowered his voice and said, "Concubine Zhao cannot leave the palace, so I asked Xiao Wang to come and see Concubine Guan!"

Zhen Huan even believed that Yun Li came to see her. Who didn't know that Concubine Zhao had never had a good relationship with her since entering the palace, so how could she take the risk of entrusting a prince to take care of her?Aren't you afraid of being said to be giving and receiving privately?

The author has something to say: Zhen Huan: (moved) I knew Yunli that you care about Huan'er!

Yunli: (hard) Please stay away from me!I really don't mean anything else.

Zhen Huan: (covering her face shyly) Oh, Airo, don't be shy!

Author: This person has fled and vomited