The Legend of Zhen Huan through Xuan Ling

Zhen Huan and Liu Zhu returned to the palace, and then went into the Yingxin Hall to sit down. Zhen Huan called Cui Jinxi and asked, "Who is in the palace today?" Talking quickly, she brought out the fact that Zhen Huan met a strange man today, Cui Jinxi looked serious, and signaled Liu Zhu to shut up, don't talk to others, and let Liu Zhu go.

Zhen Huan was puzzled, and Cui Jinxi explained: "My lord, please don't ask anyone to find out who entered the palace today. If someone finds out and slanders you for meeting a strange man, everyone in the palace will be sentenced to death! "Zhen Huan was covered in cold sweat, blaming herself for being careless. Cui Jinxi, who was standing next to her, comforted her: "I think this backyard is so heavily guarded that even the prince can't enter at will. It must be the emperor." "Then why doesn't the emperor Say?" "Perhaps the emperor was afraid that after the young master knew the identity of the emperor, he would be afraid of the emperor, and dare not talk casually with the emperor, so he didn't say anything." Zhen Huan thought of the handsome man she saw just now, with red clouds floating on his face, and was afraid Jinxi saw it and let her go down.

After Fengyi Palace, Xuan Ling and Zhu Yixiu finished their dinner, An Jia came back from studying in Linhua Palace. Xuan Ling hugged An Jia, and asked in a warm voice how he was doing today, if he didn’t understand anything, and would he like some food? Things and other topics, Zhu Yixiu looked at this scene tenderly, and the palace people stood on the side with their hands down.

Today, An Jia is wearing a pink palace dress, combing a double bun, with pink flower decorations on both sides, silver and white tassels hanging down, very cute, with eyes exactly the same as those of Xuan Lingsheng, and said: "Father, mother and daughter!" A Jia taught by the female officer's sister knows how to know it, so don't ask me, father, let's have snacks with A Jia." Xuan Ling touched An Jia's head, put his arms around An Jia, and together with Zhu Yixiu, the three of them had some snacks.

After all, he was still a child, and he was tired after an afternoon of class. Yixiu motioned to the nanny to take An Jia down to rest. An Jia was getting sleepy, but she still obediently said goodbye to Xuan Ling Yixiu.

Zhu Yixiu smiled and said, "I don't know what happened to Shiro, so happy?" Xuanling touched his face, wondering: "Is it so obvious? Xiao Yi actually saw it." Yixiu rolled his eyes at him, "We We are a husband and wife, and we have been together for so long, how can my concubine not see the emotions of my husband?" Xuanling agreed: "Xiao Yi said everything is reasonable, our husband and wife are deeply in love, Xiao Yi has any emotions, I naturally I'll know too." The two looked at each other sweetly, then coughed...

After a few days, because of what happened last time, Zhen Huan was bored in the palace, not very happy.Not long after, Liu Zhu walked up to Zhen Huan with a smile all over her face, and said, "My lord, there is a happy event today! The two begonias in front of the hall have bloomed several flower buds." Zhen Huan was overjoyed, "Really? I recently stayed in In the room, I didn't go out much, but I didn't look carefully, let's go and have a look." The palace people of Tangli Palace were all young, and they heard that the crabapple flowers in front of the hall were blooming, and those who were fine gathered around outside, seeing Zhen Huan walking out, they all rushed After saluting and saying hello, Zhen Huan asked them all to get up.

She approached and took a closer look, and sure enough, there were a few stars of red buds among the green branches and leaves, like spots of rouge newly dyed, looking graceful like a virgin.It hasn't bloomed yet, but it has a faint fragrance.Zhen Huan said with a smile: "It is recorded in the predecessor's "Quan Fang Pu" that there are four types of begonias. They are Xifu Begonias, Suisi Begonias, Papaya Begonias and Sticking Begonias. Although Begonias bloom beautifully, ordinary Begonias have no fragrance. This Xifu crabapple is both fragrant and beautiful, and it is the top grade among the crabapple."

Xiao Yunzi immediately interjected: "Young master is knowledgeable and talented. The slaves listened to it and learned how to be good. How decent it is to talk in front of other slaves." Zhen Huan poked him on the forehead with a smile, causing everyone to laugh , Liu Zhu said with a smile: "Only Xiao Yunzi's eloquence can make the young master happy, and it seems that our clumsy tongue is not easy to hurt."

Xiao Yunzi looked up at her and said with a smile: "If Sister Liu is clumsy and tongue-tied, then we don't have all the teeth, so why don't we dare to talk in front of Sister."

Liu Zhu was so proud of being coaxed by him, "You are so good at making me happy, I will reward you by making a pair of insoles tomorrow."

Xiao Yunzi made a bow, bent down and said: "Thank you sister, how dare we wear the shoes made by sister, I will put them on the bed every day to look at my sister's good son."

Liu Zhu laughed so hard that he couldn't help spitting at him, "I've already made it, so I can't let it go, I will make a good pair for you."

Zhen Huan said: "Since I've done it, I've even made Xiao Lianzi's pair together."

Both of them thanked each other, and everyone watched for a while before they gradually dispersed.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was night, and Zhen Huan sat at the red-lacquered five-bat birthday table after dinner and read the "Book of Songs".Outside the window, the moonlight was faint, the wind and dew were fragrant, and it was an extremely quiet night.

"The Book of Songs" is written in black and white. In the past, when I read it, I was always full of quarrels. Today, for some reason, Zhen Huan's mind is always in a trance.The moonlight is like a beautiful, the tree in front of the window is blown by the wind, and the slightly swaying shadow is reflected on the window paper, as if it is someone's slender figure.The candlelight in front of her eyes was shining brightly, reflecting the brilliance of the satin on her clothes, which reminded her that she was in the Yingxin Hall, and she gradually calmed down.I just don't know what's wrong with me, my face is dry and my ears are hot, and I flipped through a page of the book, but it was "Preparation":

Prepare and pay, Samsung is in the sky.Tonight evening, see this good man?Zixi, Zixi, what is such a good man?

Take precautions, and Samsung is in the corner.Tonight, what evening, see this encounter?Zixi, Zixi, why do you meet like this?

Be prepared for Chu Chu, and Samsung is at home.Tonight and what night, see this charming person?Zixi, Zixi, who is so charming?

Feeling ashamed and confused, as if someone had exposed her mind, she closed the book in a panic, and Zhen Huan became annoyed. When she saw him that day, she missed him so much. He, he is the emperor, how could he remember her as a little girl? the nobleman? Throwing the book on the couch with a "snap", he was still troubled.Cui Jinxi was taken aback when she heard the noise, and hurriedly brought a cup of cherry condensed honey and said: "The young master is tired from watching, let's drink a cup of honey and rest for a while." Zhen Huan nodded silently.

After such a night, Cui Jinxi saw that Zhen Huan was still happy when she saw the begonias blooming yesterday, but now she looked down. She was a little worried for some reason, and said: "The young master has been staying in the palace for a long time, so I can't help feeling bored. How about I invited Concubine Shun and Concubine Qian to come to the palace to play with lottery." "Concubine Shun, Concubine Qian?" Zhen Huan hadn't been out of the palace for a long time, and she didn't ask anyone what happened in the palace, so I don't know what happened to the emperor a few days ago. It was decreed that Sun Xiaoyi and Sun Miaoqing were conferred the title of "Shun" as the fifth-rank concubine, and Ann Rongjin, an nobleman, was given the title of "Qian" as the fifth-rank concubine.

After listening to Cui Jinxi's explanation, Zhen Huan thought that instead of staying like this and thinking about that person all the time, it would be better to invite some sisters over, and she would stop thinking about it, "You go and prepare some snacks and eat, and let Pin'er and the others go." We invited the little masters over together." The little maids were eager for the excitement, so they went immediately.

A few hours ago in Changyang Palace, Xuanling couldn't help clapping his hands after listening to the flute music played by An Ning Rong, and praised: "Rong'er, you've only learned it for a few months, and you're already so good at it." An Ning Rong handed the flute to the side The court lady sat next to Xuan Ling, "It's Mammy's intentions in teaching." Xuan Ling laughed, "Don't shirk, Mammy teaches well, and you are talented, so you can learn quickly." An Ningrong thought of the past , a little sad: "If it weren't for the emperor, the concubine would still be the original mausoleum."

Xuan Ling heard the meaning of her words, and waved his hands to make the palace people retreat, and then comforted him: "Even if the original mausoleum is not bad, you are good at embroidery, perfume, and singing, so how could it be so bad?" "I'm fortunate to be favored by the emperor, but it's a pity that my family background is not good, and I have been promoted again and again..."

Before he could speak, Xuan Ling stopped him, "I dote on you and promote you as a concubine, not because of the bad family background you said, but because I am satisfied with you." Xuan Ling stretched out his hand to make someone lean against him, "You are a serious lady from an official family. Your family background is clean. What's wrong with your family background?" "The official position of my concubine's father..." Before he finished speaking, Xuan Ling interrupted: "When you enter the palace, it's not about the official position of the concubine's father. It depends on the status of the concubine!"

"Your Majesty..." "I'm promoted to you. It was discussed with the Queen. The Queen chose Qian as your title because you are humble and obedient. She hopes that you will keep it in the future." An Ning looked up in surprise, "Queen Empress?" Xuan Ling nodded and said seriously: "You are very good, I like you, that's why you were promoted, and the queen likes your attitude, so I chose the word Qian as your title, you see you are so good, those people are naturally jealous You, slander you. In this palace, you have your own life, why should you care about what they say, and argue with them?" "Your Majesty..." An Ningrong leaned her head against Xuan Ling's side, her eyes filled with tears.

Xuan Ling felt that the clothes on his shoulders were getting wet, and stroked Ning Rong's back with his hands, and said: "In the future, if you have time, you can go to Fengyi Palace to sit and talk with the queen, or go to see Jing Zhaoyi and Cui Shuyi... ... Li Jieyu and Xin Jieyu are fast-talking, and sometimes they don't sound good, just listen to it and let it go, don't worry about it, in fact, they are not bad..." An Ningrong smiled tearfully as she listened to Xuan Ling's instructions. You can see that your daughter can live a good life in the palace, and you can live a good life in Songyang...

After a long time, An Ningrong's mood stabilized a lot. Looking at Xuan Ling's half-smile face and the clothes on his already wet shoulders, she began to feel embarrassed, "Concubine... I'm rude." Xuan Ling laughed and said, "I remember Rong I made a pajamas for me, Ronger looks like this, do you want to see it?" "Concubine...concubine..." Seeing that An Ning Rong was too ashamed to speak, Xuan Ling smiled and said: " Well, I still have something to do, so I'll leave first, and I'll come see you at night." Looking around Ning Rong with ambiguous eyes, Xuan Ling laughed and left, leaving An Ning Rong blushing unreasonably.

The author has something to say: the writing of emotional dramas is a headache, please forgive me for the poor writing, I am really not very good at writing.