Chapter 147 An Lingrong 88
[Or is it that Concubine Yi has a green face and fangs, and the Emperor has a strong taste? ]
[Um... the popular version seems to be that you can create dozens of clones and don't need to sleep, so the emperor puts you in charge of palace affairs. You can't sleep until you finish your work.]
[That's great. An Ke has finally come to his senses. He now knows he can create a character that makes people feel pity.] Ling Rong cut a basket of flowers, had the servants scrape off the thorns, and enthusiastically began to put them in a vase.
[Later, I'll slowly release the notebooks I've arranged. I think people will start to feel sorry for me.]
The system thought of the stories she had scanned at that time, such as how An's mother was sincere in worshipping Buddha, and how the Bodhisattva enlightened An's father; how An Ke bullied dogs and birds in his hometown, but was bitten on the butt by a wolfdog and turned over a new leaf; and how Concubine Yi was actually a peacock who was repaying her gratitude.
How should I put it, they are all quite down-to-earth, and probably spread more widely than those things made by that group of people, such as "Red Beauty is a Failure" and "Feiyan Hede".
Even now, these superiors seem to have not paid attention to these rumors that are not acceptable to the public. The court is still revolving around the three issues of establishing a crown prince, a tyrant emperor, and a favorite concubine. However, most ministers are still very concerned about the latter two topics and dare not mention them too much.
"Mother."
Lingrong put the vase away and turned around to see her son walking steadily up the stairs and bowing to her.
"Greetings to my mother."
"Get up." Ling Rong sat upright and waited for him to slowly pay his respects before smiling and having someone carry him over: "Did you sleep well?"
"To answer Mother, I slept well." Hua'er nodded slowly, "Did Mother and Sister rest well?"
"It's all good, but didn't mother say that the baby in the belly might not be a sister?" Lingrong gently pushed the cakes on the plate over. Hua'er's eyes lit up a little, and she didn't forget to answer her mother first:
"But Erchen wants a sister."
"Is my brother not okay?"
"Well... that's okay." Hua'er said, then reached out and picked up a piece of milk pastry and slowly started to chew it.
After finishing his meal, he slowly climbed down onto the bed. Once he was steady, he bowed again, looking quite gentle. "I still have an essay to review. I'll be back to eat with you tonight."
Ling Rong was extremely impressed by her son who had volunteered to do it for her. She could only nod her head when she heard this, but she still warned him, "Don't go past the time limit. If I find out you secretly add more, I'll deduct three days' worth of desserts from you."
Hua'er paused, nodded reluctantly, and turned to leave. Suddenly, as if remembering something, she asked, "Mother hasn't been out lately, has she?"
"Yes, Mother has been a little tired lately, so she has been staying in the palace most of the time. What's wrong, Hua'er, are you bored? Do you want Mother to accompany you for a walk?"
"No need, son, I'm just asking."
Ling Rong smiled as she sent her son away. She turned back and went to the woods to find a crow. "Who is it?"
"She's quite clever, even thinking of making preparations for both scenarios." Ling Rong chuckled. Then she thought of how her son hadn't fallen for the trick and hadn't even asked about any of the gossip that others were saying.
You wouldn't have thought, would you? Her baby egg could upgrade on its own just by being placed there. She's only five years old but she can already see how others are using it.
Lingrong smiled all the way back and lay down, ready to fall into a sweet dream.
[Huh? It's so busy outside, aren't you going to do something?]
[It's not a good idea to rush in. Besides, my eldest son loves his fragile and pitiful mother so much that he has worked so hard to keep it secret from me, so how could I possibly let him down?]
Ling Rong said this, flicked the system aside, pulled up the small quilt and fell asleep happily.
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Yinzhen hadn't slept well for a long time. Ever since he became keenly aware of the undercurrents, he directly sent out the blood-dripping dagger in his hand.
But as he continued to deploy more personnel, the results of his investigation became increasingly troubling. It seemed that everyone who had opposed him was involved, and even many prominent Manchu families and important officials in the court were implicated.
At this point, he didn't think he had anything to do with Lingrong's mother's family. They were just the fuse that provoked those people to fight, a bunch of bastards with ulterior motives who wanted to target him, Aixinjueluo Yinzhen.
"Su Peisheng."
"The servant is here!"
"Go make another cup of strong tea." Yinzhen pinched his aching brows, feeling very angry at these restless idiots.
Rather than wasting his time on them, he would rather review a few memorials from various places to understand how government affairs were handled and how the harvest was.
"He only cares about his own selfish interests and has no idea about state affairs." The emperor picked up the evidence that the Eighth Brother was unwilling to submit and threw the tea that Su Peisheng handed to him to the ground.
"I have done my utmost to them, yet they are still going even further and showing no remorse!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down. Please be careful with your hands." Su Peisheng knelt down hurriedly, and while apologizing, he looked worriedly at the emperor's hand which was almost hit by the debris.
"I'm fine, get up."
The emperor closed his eyes and sat at the table with some fatigue.
When Su Peisheng finished cleaning up the debris on the ground and was about to leave, he asked softly, "Is the imperial concubine doing well these days?"
"I heard from Feng Sanman of Chengqian Palace that Concubine Yi has not left her home these days and has not heard of the rumors outside, so she has been eating and sleeping well these days."
Upon hearing this, Yinzhen couldn't help but laugh angrily: "Oh, I'm so busy up front, but she's so lucky. She doesn't even know she's being bullied, and she's still happy there."
Su Peisheng couldn't respond to this. He could only remain silent while touching the fragments.
"Forget it, why should I be angry with her? She is just like me, a victim."
After the emperor finished speaking, he glanced at Su Peisheng, stood up and walked out.
Eunuch Su had something to understand, so he hurriedly followed and handed the fragments and the handkerchief to Xiao Xiazi. He then followed the sedan chair out of the Yangxin Palace and went straight to the Chengqian Palace.
As soon as he entered, he saw the servants kneeling down to pay their respects to him, but Ling Rong was nowhere to be seen.
"Where is your master?"
"The queen has been always sleepy these days, so today she specially let us set up a chaise longue under the pear tree to sleep for a while. Aunt He was just about to go and call her."
"No need to call her." The emperor waved his hand, signaling everyone to leave, and strolled to the back.
Then she saw a pear tree, its blossoms fluttering in the wind, covering half of Lingrong's body. Her hand holding the book drooped slightly, and many unknown birds also perched around her, the leaders of which were naturally her pets Wuxue and Sanbao.
Before he could get close, the flock of birds scattered as if frightened, flapping their wings and stirring up a cloud of pear blossoms.
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