The Legend of Zhen Huan: An Lingrong

By the time the sedan chair stopped at Zhenshun Gate, it was already Chen's hour, and the mausoleum's appearance was still a little illusory, so did she mean she was married?

In her previous life, she also thought that she would hold the hand of the person she loved deeply and enter the palace of marriage with her, but today's wedding was married with another identity, but this kind of wedding was not as beautiful as imagined.

Ling Rong supported Zhu Han's hand, got out of the sedan chair, and looked at the red walls and green tiles, is this where she will stay for the rest of her life?It is gorgeous and unusual but can't see a trace of warmth, it is more of a biting cold.

After getting off the sedan chair, she saw Mei Zhuang and the others, and she just breathed a sigh of relief, she still likes being with these girls, at least being around them, she felt that such a harem was a little more popular.

Mei Zhuang and Zhen Huan were also a little surprised to see her, and Ling Rong just nodded to them lightly, and didn't talk to them, there is no need to rush into the harem together, there will be more time to catch up on the past in the future.

Furthermore, there are many affairs today, and there are too many people talking, so you can't talk too much, so as not to cause trouble.

The servants in dark red clothes were by the door, leading the young masters who entered the palace one by one to their respective bedrooms.

As soon as Ling Rong got off the sedan chair, a servant led her to the bedroom, Zhuhan supported Ling Rong and followed the servant slowly to the bedroom.

Mausoleum lives in the Zhongcui Palace of the West Sixth Palace, and there are only three young masters living in the Zhongcui Palace. In addition to Mausoleum, there are also newcomers from the East Palace—Chun Changzai, and the West Palace. Xin is always there, and there is no one else.

Zhongcui Palace is almost the same as other palaces, the mausoleum simply walked around without looking carefully.

The guiding eunuch was also patient, and Ren Lingrong walked them around before leading them to the main hall.

On both sides of the main hall, the servants and maids knelt down neatly, with their heads bowed, not daring to speak.

Ling Rong sat on the main seat in the main hall, and a little maid served tea. Ling Rong casually fiddled with the tea leaves floating on the tea soup, and only drank the lukewarm tea when the green smoke floating on it almost dissipated. tea soup.

Savoring the tea soup in her mouth carefully, she couldn't help squinting her eyes due to the bitterness and sweet taste.

The leading eunuch and the palace maid looked at each other, before they all knelt down and kowtowed and said, "The maidservant Zhong Cui Palace is in charge and the court lady is the seventh-rank obedient Lin Xi to see the nobleman, wishing the nobleman good luck!"

"The eunuch in charge of Zhongcui Palace, the servant of Zhongcui Palace, is guarding Gao Qi in charge of the seventh-rank inner eunuch, and joins the Yiguiren. May the Yiguiren have good luck!"

Lin Xi is a rather elderly woman with delicate features and looks very gentle, but the occasional flashes of light in her eyes are not as kind as imagined.

Gao Qi is a very simple and honest middle-aged man with a very kind smile.

Ling Rong glanced at them indifferently, but didn't say anything, the two of them didn't dare to get up, they restrained their expressions, and didn't dare to get up.

After an unknown amount of time, Ling Rong finally said, "Get up!"

The two stood up slowly, and vaguely saw that their legs were trembling, but there was no resentment on their faces.

Seeing that Ling Rong didn't speak any more, and they didn't dare to help, they just knelt down one by one to see.

Ling Rong casually put down the teacup in his hand, glanced around slowly, and then said, "When doing things in my palace, being smart is not the most important thing. It is good to know how to serve the Lord faithfully. If you are loyal on the surface, you will betray the Lord secretly. , I will not keep him!"

Everyone quickly knelt down and said in unison, "I will remember my master's orders and dare not betray my master!"

Ling Rong smiled lightly, and said, "Just remember it, no matter how nice the words are, you can only take it seriously if you can do it! I'm tired, let's step back!"

Everyone kowtowed again, and then retreated one by one, only Lin Xi, the maid in charge, stood quietly in front of the screen, waiting for Ling Rong's orders.

Leng Rui supported Ling Rong to the soft floor of the inner hall, Ling Rong lazily leaned against the soft pillow, fiddled with the white jade hollowed-out finger cot with his lowered eyes, and said casually, "Lin Xi, before Where did you serve?"

Lin Xi crossed his hands slightly, and said calmly, "The nobleman Wen Xi who served the late emperor, but after the late emperor's funeral, I was transferred away from the nobleman's side."

Ling Rong suddenly smiled and said, "Lin Xi, go get busy too! Let Zhu Han and the others wait for me to change my clothes!"

Lin Xi didn't say anything, blessed her body, and also retreated.

Zhu Han waited on Ling Rong to remove the hair ornaments on his head and change into the fine clothes on his body, Leng Rui tidied up the bed, then carefully helped Ling Rong walk to the bedside.

Ling Rong pulled her black hair together, and just laying down, Leng Rui tucked in the quilt, Ling Rong suddenly held her hand, wrote the word "Lin" on her palm, then withdrew his hand, and closed his eyes bunk.

Leng Rui glanced at Ling Rong who had closed her eyes, slowly closed her hands, didn't speak, but carefully tucked in the quilt, and then retreated with Zhu Han and the others.

After everyone retreated, Ling Rong suddenly opened his eyes, staring straight at the window covered with gauze, it took a long time before he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Ling Rong fell asleep and was a little sleepy, so she turned over and sat up, and faintly heard a strange woman talking outside the window, so she said, "That sister is coming outside? Why don't you welcome me in?" , let the master stand outside the door and not report!"

There was someone giggling outside the window, with a childish voice, "Hee hee, sister knows that Chun'er is here, so she wants to get up?"

Soon, someone opened the curtain and walked in. It was Lin Xi who came. Seeing that Ling Rong was wearing thin clothes and didn't put on any clothes, she sat up and hurried forward a few steps.

She stretched out her hand to hold Ling Rong's cold fingers, and said worriedly, "My lord, why don't you put on more clothes when you get up, so as not to catch cold. It's autumn now, and the north wind is a bit fierce, so I really want to Take care of your body."

Ling Rong glanced lightly at the fingers she was holding, and said softly, "I'm not very cold, besides, there are you guys!"

Lin Xi had nothing to do with her, she could only sigh, and helped Ling Rong change her clothes.

Ling Rong asked Lin Xi to pull a simple handle and put on some simple hair accessories, so that someone could be attracted to come in.

The palace maid opened the curtain, and a girl in a light purple double-breasted cheongsam walked in. She looked very playful, with dimples in her cheeks, and she looked very simple and cute.

Lingrong leaned lazily on the soft bed, the girl walked over quickly, stood half a meter away from Lingrong, then playfully blessed Lingrong, and said charmingly, "Zhong Cui Gongchun I often see Sister Lingrong!"

Ling Rong couldn't help laughing, covered her mouth and laughed, and beckoned her to sit down. The girl didn't know how to be polite, so she sat down on the opposite side of Ling Rong, and two little maids served tea.

She moved her little nose, sniffed the tea, pouted slightly, and didn't complain, just drank a little tea and put it down.

Seeing her like that, Ling Rong knew what she was thinking about writing, so he told Zhu Han beside him, "I remember that Jing Cong has a good skill at making milk tea, you go and tell her, I don't want to write today. It's not like drinking clear tea, let her make two cups of milk tea!"

When Chun'er heard what she said, she scratched her head and laughed naively, revealing the two small teeth in front.

Zhu Hanyuan also thought that the master thought that the milk tea was added with milk, which made the original bitterness of the tea less, so if he didn't drink it, why did he think about having milk tea today?

In a blink of an eye, she saw Chun'er smiling very cutely, and knew what the master meant, and she was blessed, so she retreated.

After a while, two little maids came up with milk tea. Ling Rong just took a sip of the milk tea, smelling the faint milk fragrance lingering in his nose, he stopped drinking.

On the contrary, Chun'er drank very satisfied, almost drank half of the milk tea in the teacup, just put it down, and said to Ling Rong, "My sister's maid makes good milk tea, and the milk tea made by my mother is almost the same as this cup !"

Ling Rong wiped the milk stains from the corner of her mouth, and said with a smile, "You praised them, and she just made you a cup of milk tea, and then bought you off to speak well of her."

Chun'er pursed her lips and said, "My sister is bad, but Chun'er is not greedy!"

After listening, everyone present couldn't help laughing, even the two little maids who served tea didn't dare to laugh, and their bodies trembled slightly.

Smelling some fragrance from outside, Chun'er originally wanted to wait for Lingrong to coax her, but the fragrance made her move her nose, and she was unwilling to turn around to look at Lingrong.

But they didn't know that Ling Rong and the others looked at her, and they almost fell down laughing.

The scent was getting stronger and stronger, and Chun'er was in a dilemma, wanting to see what delicious food Mausoleum made, but he didn't want to lose face.

Zhu Han opened the curtain and walked in, holding a delicate food box, the aroma came from the food box in her hand.

Chun'er originally wanted to hang on for a while longer, but after Zhuhan entered the room, the smell became stronger, and her eyes couldn't help but drift towards the food box.

Ling Rong pretended not to see her longing expression, but leaned slightly on the little table, pretending to be puzzled, "Why did you bring some snacks?"

Zhuhan didn't know that the dark tide was raging between Ling Rong and Chun'er, so he replied, "Jing Cong said, the young master can't drink tea without refreshments, so he made some refreshments and asked me to serve them!"

Ling Rong glanced at Chun'er, who was coveting snacks, and said softly, "If you don't want to eat, take it!"

Zhuhan didn't know the meaning of Lingrong at first, but seeing Chun'er's eyes wide open with an expression of disbelief, he understood the meaning of Lingrong.

She suppressed the smile on her face, blessed Ling Rong's body, and was about to back down.

Chun'er originally thought that the dim sum in Zhu Han's hand would be kept in the end, so she suppressed her greed and put on airs and remained silent, but she didn't expect Ling Rong to ask Zhu Han to take the dim sum down.

Seeing that Zhu Han was about to walk out of the inner hall, Chun'er couldn't bear it anymore, and hurriedly said, "Don't take it away!"

Turning to Lingrong again, "Sister Lingrong, Chun'er is wrong, let her keep the snacks!"

Seeing her anxious look, Ling Rong couldn't help laughing and said, "I'm teasing you! Zhuhan stay!"

"Yes!" Zhu Han blessed Fu's body, and put the snacks in the food box on the table. Chun'er looked at the various snacks on the table, her eyes were straightened, and she hurriedly stuffed the snacks into her mouth .

Ling Rong saw her face covered with crumbs, picked up a handkerchief, and wiped her little face carefully, "Eat slowly, don't worry, be careful of choking!"

Chun'er looked up at her blankly, her mouth was stuffed full, and she muttered with puffed cheeks, "Sister Lingrong eats too!"

Ling Rong stretched out his index finger and poked her on the forehead, then laughed and cursed, "Eat yours!"

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