Chapter 137 An Lingrong 78
"Give the cloak to Baoyuan?" Lingrong was sitting under the window. A giant bird with a pitch-black body stood by the window, occasionally stretching its head out to peck at the raw meat strips in Lingrong's hand.
Baojuan's hand holding the tea tray trembled, and the teacup and kettle made a crisp collision sound, which was particularly harsh in the quiet inner room.
“Tsk.”
With just this sentence, Baojuan hurriedly knelt on the floor and placed the tray steadily on the small table. Only then did Baojuan see that the giant bird was actually a crow.
The crow tilted its head and glanced at Baojuan who was kneeling on the ground, then jumped onto the table and closed its eyes, allowing Lingrong to stroke its forehead.
"Your Majesty, it has been delivered." Baojuan didn't know how Lingrong, who was staying behind, knew what had just happened, but she had become accustomed to her master's mysterious methods and was deeply afraid of her even more than the emperor.
After Lingrong had finished petting the bird, she gently nudged him. The crow flapped its wings, pecked Lingrong's finger in dissatisfaction, and flew away.
Lingrong looked at her hands, whose skin was not broken, and couldn't help but smile.
Baojuan's legs ached from kneeling, but she remained motionless until Lingrong finally remembered there was a living person kneeling on the ground: "Get up."
"Thank you, Madam."
"What do you think of Baoque?"
An Lingrong's sudden question made Baojuan's heart, which had been relieved, rise again. She thought hard for a long time before answering truthfully, "I'm not very content. I seem timid, but I always want to show off in front of my master... Of course, this is understandable, but my methods are too..."
She didn't say the rest, nor did she have the face to say it.
"You're a smart person. Baoque and Xiao Luzi didn't make it to the end with me. I wonder if you'll have that blessing." Ling Rong picked up the tea and took a sip. "You're a pitiful person, too. Since that year, everyone in your family has left. Now you're the only one left with me."
"It is thanks to your Majesty's care that this humble servant has been able to survive until now."
Baojuan's heart sank as she thought of the Queen's tactics. Ever since the Queen had determined she had betrayed Concubine Yi, her family had been killed one after another for various reasons. Baojuan didn't know why Concubine Yi wanted to keep such a useless child around, but she could only cling to Lingrong's thighs tightly.
"You've really been reborn." Ling Rong looked at this person with some admiration. He was obviously scared to death, but he could still keep a straight face and not show an annoying look of panic and grievance. She felt that human beings really have unlimited potential.
"Come to think of it, when I look at Bao Que now, it seems like I see you back then. From now on, you will take care of her. Teach her what to do when necessary."
Baojuan lowered her head, her mind in turmoil, afraid that she had misunderstood Lingrong's meaning and ruined her plans.
"I don't know what the master means..."
"The Queen will like her. You teach her well and slowly. In three to five years, maybe she will be like you and help me a lot."
"Yes, I will definitely teach her well." Baojuan immediately understood what was going on. She crawled on the ground, kowtowed deeply, then stood up and left as if nothing had happened.
[The deep palace is truly a place that tests one's character.] A flock of crows circled behind Ling Rong, [As long as there is a desire to live, even rotten wood can be carved into brilliance.]
[Does the host want Bao Que to be the Queen's spy?] The system was a little curious: [Will it work? In her opinion, Bao Juan dared to betray her family, and Bao Que was like this, can she be bribed?]
[She has been bribed, but she is no longer the queen.] Ling Rong threw all the remaining meat into the air.
The flock of crows, covering the sky and the sun, surged into black waves, and the only sound was the flapping of their wings as they scrambled for food.
[Huh? Who is it? How did you figure that out? Am I not a portable system? Why wouldn't I know?] The system's soul grumbled five times, and question marks continued to pop up on the electronic chip.
Ling Rong watched the crows finish their meal and quietly depart in groups of three or five, then closed the window with satisfaction: [It started from her repeated attempts to explore my secret.]
[Alas...a beautiful woman's secret is very dangerous.]
System N1 shuddered at her affected voice and quickly retreated to continue browsing his CP's super topic.
"Mother! Mother!" The sound of footsteps coming closer and closer brought louder and louder calls. Lingrong turned her head and saw Hua'er with a serious face. He stared at the high threshold of the door for a while, shook off Xiaoyinzi's hand that was about to support him, and tried his best to support the threshold and flip over.
"Mother! Mother!"
"Stop calling me little master." Ling Rong picked up her fat son and sighed, "Even beautiful women are afraid of clinging to men."
"Grandpa, Hua'er! No, woooo~" Lingrong couldn't help laughing as she saw her son's silly face making a ferocious and growling wolf howl.
The window covered with bright paper was indeed bright. When Yinzhen came in, he thought he saw the goddess and the boy sitting beside her.
"What are you laughing at? You look so happy." Yinzhen walked over and saw Lingrong raised her head with a smile still on her face. He also laughed unconsciously.
"Hua'er, come one." Ling Rong turned her son, who was facing away from her, so that he could face Yinzhen. His son, who had always been dignified and expressionless, suddenly frowned, revealing a row of small teeth: "Awoo~"
"What are you doing?" Yinzhen felt itchy for some reason and pinched his son's little face.
"He's imitating a wolf. Your Majesty should cooperate with him and hide." Ling Rong said, and said to her son in a very fake voice: "Oh, there's a wolf~"
"Don't be afraid, Hua'er, Baofu, mother!"
The boy nodded with satisfaction, stood up and patted his mother's shoulder.
"Thank you, Hua'er. What about Khan Ama?" Lingrong also patted her son. He turned to look at Yinzhen, thought for a moment, and finally reached out his hand. Yinzhen didn't understand why and held his hand. Then he saw Hua'er very skillfully reach out with her other hand and pat the back of his hand. The action was very familiar, just like a replica of a fat orange recruitment action.
"Yes, Baofuha Ama."
"This child..." The emperor was a little bewildered, then angry and amused, but he didn't say anything. After sitting down, he watched Lingrong and her son play for a while, and inevitably played some small games himself: "It's not proper for a real man to play these things."
After the game, Hua'er had already made peace with his Khan Ama brother and fell asleep with his head resting on the emperor's legs.
"He is not shy, he is very open and not afraid of me." The emperor didn't know what to think and gently touched his son's head.
"It's natural for a father and son to be together. As a child, you only have to admire your parents. Hua'er can understand the emperor's fatherly heart, so he's naturally not afraid." Lingrong also looked at them tenderly, as if she was looking at her whole world.
The emperor indulged in such a beautiful atmosphere for an unknown period of time before he suddenly woke up.
He turned his head in a panic and subconsciously talked about what he had seen and heard today: "I went to the Queen's place today and happened to meet Concubine Xiang with Wen Yi. She didn't seem to want me to execute Nian Shi."
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