Chapter 102 An Lingrong 43
The next day, when he went to pay his respects to the Queen, before he could say a few words, Yinxiu, who was beside Concubine Cao, hurried in, bowed, and ran to Concubine Cao's ear and said something.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I have something to do in the palace. Can I go ahead?"
"Don't worry, what happened in your palace that caused such panic?"
"Your Majesty, Wen Yi is feeling unwell. Your Majesty, I, this concubine..."
"No need to say more, the princess's health is important, you should go quickly." The queen's face was full of worry and anxiety. After Concubine Cao left, she did not forget to send the imperial physician and Jianqiu to visit.
"Let the imperial physician diagnose and treat her properly. You must write down all the princess's conditions and inform me."
Concubine Qi watched Jianqiu leave and praised the Empress endlessly, "Your Majesty is truly kind-hearted. Your concern for the princess is no less than that of her own mother."
"I am the legal mother, and I feel the same way about these children. I just hope that they can grow up safely and healthily." The queen smiled kindly and gently, which attracted several other concubines to rush to flatter her.
Concubine Hua rolled her eyes in disgust, stood up and casually bowed: "I am also worried about Wen Yi, so I will leave first."
After saying this, he turned around and left Jingren Palace without waiting for Yixiu's consent.
The atmosphere in the palace grew colder. Seeing that none of them dared to speak freely anymore, and feeling bored, the Queen waved them away.
Except for Lingrong, no one else took this little incident seriously. Children are naturally weak, and with winter here, minor illnesses and ailments are inevitable.
At most, they suspected that Concubine Cao was using her daughter to win favor.
The next day, heavy snow fell from the sky and continued for two or three days. The palace was covered with white snow everywhere.
Lingrong was copying calligraphy in the study when she heard Zhen Huan walking on the snow, followed by the chattering Concubine Chun.
"Rong'er, there are guests coming, why don't you come out to greet them?" Zhen Huan's voice arrived before she even showed up. Ling Rong had just come out of the study when she saw the two of them laughing and playing, each holding a plum blossom of a different color.
"Walking in the snow to look for plum blossoms, you two are quite elegant."
"That's right, Sister Wan took me a long time to pick these, and she brought them specially for Sister An to use as vase decorations." After Chun'er said this, her eyes were glued to the pastries on the table, and she smacked her lips with a greedy expression on her face.
"Eat, there's more in the small kitchen if it's not enough." Lingrong nodded at her with a smile, and asked someone to get her pair of Guanyin vases to put flowers in.
"Thank you for thinking of me, sister." After the two of them enjoyed the view together, Lingrong thanked Zhen Huan with a smile.
"What's the big deal? It's not a big deal. It's snowing so hard outside that it's inconvenient for you to go out. It's also suffocating to stay in your room all day. These plum blossoms can refresh your eyes and change your mood."
Zhen Huan raised the snacks in her hand and said, "Besides, we can even get snacks from your palace. So, we are the ones who are taking advantage."
"Yes, yes, and when we went to pick plum blossoms, there was a kind palace maid to help us, so it wasn't tiring at all." Chun'er took a sip of fragrant flower tea and took the time to reply in her busy schedule, then turned her attention to another plate of pastries.
"What maid?"
"It's... the one from last time."
"Is it her? This is such a coincidence. Why do I feel like she went looking for my sister on purpose?" Seeing that Zhen Huan had obviously realized something was wrong, Ling Rong stopped talking and changed the subject lightly.
Just at this moment, Wuxue and Sanbao flapped their wings and rushed to Lingrong, hovering there and chirping in her ears. Sanbao also landed on her wrist and buried his little head in Lingrong's palm.
Lingrong surrendered quickly and asked someone to bring their food boxes so that she could feed the two little ancestors.
Zhen Huan and Chun Er found it interesting and could not help but come over: "Sister An, this bird is so beautiful. Hey, can I touch it?"
Chun'er was a child at heart, and immediately fell in love with the round black snow. He stared at Lingrong eagerly, wanting to touch its fur.
Zhen Huan, standing by, was delighted by San Bao Cui's elegant yet dignified demeanor. She tentatively reached out her hand, also eager to try.
Ling Rong whispered something to the two birds, and they intelligently landed on her shoulders. They turned their heads and stared at the two of them as she spoke, as if they could understand what she was saying.
After they both tilted their heads and nodded, Ling Rong placed Wuxue and Sanbao on their fingers respectively.
"What a smart bird! It seems to understand what we say." Zhen Huan excitedly took some bird food from the box as Ling Rong instructed and carefully fed it to the bird's mouth.
Sanbao tilted his head to look at her again, took the bird food gracefully with his mouth, and modestly stretched out his gorgeous wings to pat the back of her hand, as if to praise Zhen Huan for her good service.
On the other side, Wuxue was much more lively. It jumped directly from Chun'er's hand onto her shoulder and nuzzled her face with its head. The warm, furry touch instantly captivated the little girl. Seeing Wuxue holding her hand and placing it next to the food box, she immediately took a handful of bird feed with a wink and happily fed the bird dumplings.
"Sister, how do you raise this bird? I'll raise one tomorrow." Chun'er hugged Wuxue as if she was very happy. It was obvious that she had fallen into the bird trap and couldn't get out.
"You really can't raise this. Lingrong's two birds have always been raised freely. They come back when they are hungry and fly out to play when they are bored. But she raises them like this, and these two are very well-behaved, even more obedient than those raised in livestock farms." Zhen Huan said with envy in her eyes:
"Besides, these two birds are both wild and difficult to tame. Only Lingrong has the opportunity to encounter two birds with such unique temperaments. You should just focus on raising thrushes, larks, etc."
Chun'er pouted. "Where's the fun in that? Those tamed birds in the palace have their feathers clipped and can only flutter around in cages. How can they have the same free and unfettered spirit as these birds?"
Then he said to Lingrong flatteringly, "Sister An, when you're free, can you let Chun'er come and see Wuxue? Chun'er promises that she won't disturb you!"
"Sure. If you really like it, just come." Although this little girl was innocent and naive, and usually acted a little rashly, perhaps with some small thoughts of wanting to curry favor with someone powerful, she was very measured in her actions and could joke and entertain. The deep palace was quiet, and having more sisters to chat and laugh with was good.
Only after seeing off the two reluctant people did Ling Rong sit back on the kang.
Two little birds fluttered onto her shoulders and chirped non-stop, as if they were talking to their owner.
"I know, I know. You two little heroes will not be deprived of the prizes." Ling Rong gently rubbed their bird heads with one hand, and a small piece of yellow paper was exposed in the palm of her other clenched hand.
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