Chapter 81 An Lingrong 22
Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.
Here, Lingrong was struggling to deal with a beastly emperor, while over there in Jingren Palace, the Empress and Concubine Qi were discussing yesterday's drowning case.
"Hua Fei has really stumbled this time~" Qi Fei's gloating expression could not be concealed. She and Hua Fei had a long-standing feud. She had also enjoyed a period of great favor in the palace, but then Nian suddenly appeared and took away her favor as soon as she entered the palace.
When she arrived at the harem, everyone held the same position as a concubine. She now had the emperor's only heir who could inherit the throne, so she should be more respected in every way. However, that Concubine Hua relied on the emperor's favor and their family background to force her to take a step back. She had to look at the face of her concubine without a uterus all day long. It was so unlucky!
Well, Concubine Hua was really careless this time and lost the battle. She actually fell at the hands of a few small nobles. Hahahaha, God is really merciful!
The queen glared at the arrogant Concubine Qi, and seeing that she had calmed down, she did not teach her a lesson for the first time. She just casually reminded her to be careful about her identity.
"Empress, Songzi is scratching the door, so I brought it in." As she was speaking, Jianqiu came in holding the sleek big white cat.
As soon as the queen saw the cat, a look of fondness immediately crossed her face. She quickly took off her armor and cradled Song Nut in her arms. The cat also lay obediently on the queen's lap, meowing sweetly and tenderly.
"Our Songzi has done a great deed this time." Seeing the cat, Concubine Qi couldn't help but smile and praise it. Her son's gift had indeed brought her good luck. "If Songzi hadn't happened to be fishing by the pond, how could he have been frightened by Concubine Shen falling into the water and then scratched Zhou Ninghai's face?"
The Queen was certainly happy to see Concubine Hua suffer misfortune, but it was a coincidence that made her feel a little uneasy. Furthermore, everyone knew that the pine nut had scratched Zhou Ninghai. She always preferred to stay behind the scenes, but now, because of a cat, she was being brought to the forefront.
Who knows what Concubine Hua, the Queen Mother, or... the Emperor thinks about this?
Thinking of this, the love that she had for the cat that had harmed Concubine Hua disappeared.
She handed the cat to Jianqiu calmly, "After all, it's a beast that has hurt people before. It's not good for it to stay here any longer. Who knows who it might hurt in the future?"
"Send it to the Imperial Cat Room and tell the eunuch to take good care of it."
After glancing at the innocent Songzi, she gave him a warning: "Tell them to take good care of her. I will give her ten taels of silver every month as an additional allowance. You should also check on her occasionally to make sure those servants don't embezzle Songzi's share."
"Yes, I'll take my leave."
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The spring afternoon sun was just right, shining through the window sill into the dim inner room.
A trace of charming ambiguity was imprinted on the jade-like flesh on the bed, spreading from the back all the way to under the thin quilt where they were embracing each other.
Lingrong was half lying on the emperor, her long hair like a waterfall was scattered and was brushed aside by him. His big hands kept stroking Lingrong's wrists like the bright moon, kneading the milky skin into a rouge-like pink color.
The man's other arm was pinned down by Lingrong, her flushed face full of emotional distress. After an unknown amount of time, she raised her slender neck, revealing half of her pomegranate-colored bellyband with a pattern of happy encounters and her plump breasts underneath.
"Your Majesty..." The sobbing call was filled with attachment and dependence. Yinzhen could no longer bear it and turned over to press forward again. A new round of noises began in the bed.
The noise lasted for another half an hour before the emperor's voice became hoarse. He ordered Su Peisheng, who was guarding outside, to prepare hot water.
Eunuch Su, who was guarding outside, gave orders while looking at the sky, secretly shocked.
They were making a fuss all night last night, and didn't stop until four o'clock in the morning. And they're making a fuss all afternoon today. I never realized the Emperor was so formidable before. Can his back handle it? Will this damage his body?
The emperor's back not only endured the pain, but also recovered very well. Lingrong had added a small amount of the improved medicine to the tea she had prepared for him in advance, and had also burned goddess incense in the bedroom. This would not only not damage the emperor's essence, but would actually improve his body, strengthen his foundation, and make him healthier.
Yinzhen felt wonderful, completely refreshed. When one's body feels good, one's mood improves. When one's mood improves, one naturally becomes more pleasing to the eyes of those one already likes.
At this moment, he looked at Lingrong with more favor than ever before: "You were ill a while ago. Although you seem to be better now, you have lost a lot of weight."
As he spoke, he gently placed his large hand over half of Lingrong's face: "The soft flesh on your face is becoming less and less."
Lingrong leaned in his arms and curled her lips when she heard that: "I thought you were concerned about me, but it turns out you miss the flesh on my face." As she said that, she turned her head away and refused to let him touch her.
"You're becoming more and more spoiled." Yinzhen didn't get angry, and combed her hair with his hands: "When did I stop caring about you? You little heartless thing, you almost took out all my private vaults, and you didn't even give me a pinch on my face?"
Ling Rong thought about the various rare treasures, jewelry, and gorgeous clothes that Xiao Xiazi had sent her like a stream in the past period of time, and then turned her head back to the man's hand.
"You're quite adaptable." Yinzhen was not polite, pinching the missing layer of flesh on her cheek and rubbing it gently. Seeing her well-behaved appearance, he couldn't help but feel soft-hearted. He pressed her into his arms and ravaged her vigorously before finally picking her up and taking a bath together.
When he came out of the bathroom, the little girl was already asleep in his arms.
Attracted by her peaceful sleeping face, Yinzhen, who hadn't had a good rest for many days, couldn't help but yawn and fell asleep with his baby, who was warm in winter and cool in summer, in his arms...
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"The weather has been much hotter recently." In the Cunju Hall of Xianfu Palace, Meizhuang, Zhen Huan and Lingrong sat opposite each other, each holding a palace fan, and were obviously feeling a little hot.
"Yes, I can't stand the heat. These days, even my favorite snacks in Lingrong Palace don't taste good anymore." Zhen Huan said as she fanned herself with the palace fan in her hand as fast as she could.
Mei Zhuang also agreed. "I can't even drink a single sip of hot tea lately. All I want every day is iced sour plum soup. Food is even harder to swallow."
"Even though it's hot, you two sisters still have to take care of yourselves." Ling Rong was much better than all of them. Although the weather was hot, she was in good health, and her optimized skin kept her warm in winter and cool in summer. Even when there were three of them sitting, the other two subconsciously leaned towards her.
"Sister Mei has only just recovered after falling into the water, and Sister Zhen is still drinking tonic medicine. Although those icy drinks and icy foods may feel refreshing at the moment, they are harmful to the body. Sisters, please don't indulge in the cold."
"I know." The two looked at each other, both holding Lingrong's hands and smiling brightly: "Our Lingrong is really a good wife and mother. The emperor is so lucky~"
That old Bidden is certainly very lucky.
Lingrong glanced at Meizhuang, whose complexion was as bright as a chrysanthemum in autumn, and then at Zhen Huan, whose beauty was as delicate as a peach in spring, and thought to herself. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, everyone wants to be the emperor. I would too.
Just as I was thinking about these random things, I saw Zhen Huan yawning lightly. She was so tired that she was about to fall asleep in just a short while.
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