Chapter 133 An Lingrong 74
"It would be unworthy for the Queen to get angry with her noble body for a lowly person."
Lingrong was passing by and heard Zhi's sweet voice. She turned around with her men and saw that it was Zhen Huan and Hua Fei who met on the same road.
"Sister Wan told me to find her."
Everyone was surprised when Concubine Yi suddenly appeared from the small road.
"Isn't this Concubine Hua?" Ling Rong casually bowed and took Zhen Huan's hand, saying, "I was just about to go to your place to take a break. Let's go. There's no need to waste time talking to irrelevant people."
After saying that, he took Zhen Huan's hand and was about to leave.
"Stop, do you agree that Wanpin can leave?" Hua Fei subconsciously scolded, but Ling Rong just paused slightly, turned around and said to her with a smile: "Hua Fei, you are joking. I am a concubine with you, do I still need to listen to your teachings?"
"You!" Concubine Hua was about to explode, but Concubine Cao beside her hurriedly advised, "Your Majesty, the Emperor is waiting for us to go to the theater together. Why waste your time here arguing with these people?"
"Hmph, let's go."
After they were far away, Zhen Huan turned around and said, "What if you stand up for me like this and cause Concubine Hua to be jealous?"
Lingrong waved her hand and said indifferently: "She doesn't like me anyway. Who among all the favored people in this palace can she like?" After saying that, without waiting for Zhen Huan to reply, she pulled her to her own Xinghuachun Pavilion.
As soon as we entered, we saw a pergola set up in the sea of flowers, with a huge carpet underneath and a mat on top of the carpet. Huaer was walking and crawling on it. Although he had no expression on his face, everyone present could feel his happiness.
Zhen Huan smiled as she walked over and sat down. The cool surface of the table washed away the heat from her body and the restlessness in her heart. As people filed in, bringing a variety of fruits and vegetables washed in well water and ice-cold, refreshing sour plum soup, Zhen Huan simply loved this place.
The servants all walked away tactfully so as not to disturb their masters' chat.
Hua'er saw the chilled grapes in his aunt Zhen's hand, slowly crawled over, sat in front of her without saying a word, just looking at her.
"Oh, does our Hua'er want to eat grapes?" Zhen Huan couldn't stand his little look at all, but the grape in her hand was chilled. She hurriedly looked at Lingrong and saw her shaking her head.
Zhen Huan had no choice but to stuff the grapes into her own mouth to prevent the child from being jealous.
"Ah!" Hua'er widened her eyes slightly to show her shock.
Unfortunately, his mother and aunt were amused by his appearance and did not pay any attention to how much damage his young heart had suffered.
"Hua'er has such a lovely personality. I wish my future child could be like him." Zhen Huan poked the angry Hua'er, then watched the child frown and avoid her.
"Like him? This kid is really vindictive. His memory is okay, but I wonder how difficult he is to deal with." Lingrong said as she handed the chopped fruit that she had prepared for him to Zhen Huan.
It contains fruits that are suitable for his age and are cut into small pieces to prevent the child from choking.
Zhen Huan took it, scooped a spoonful, and held it to his mouth. Sure enough, the child glanced at the spoon, and when he looked up again, his eyebrows finally relaxed. He opened his mouth and ate obediently. After finishing a small bowl, he obediently crawled to sit next to Zhen Huan and took her hand to his face.
"Our Sixth Prince has forgiven you, so why don't you express your gratitude?" Lingrong waved her round fan at the side and watched Zhen Huan carefully poke the child's face. The two then shook hands and made peace.
"Thank you, Sixth Prince, for being so magnanimous and forgiving me, your concubine." As Zhen Huan spoke, she saw Hua'er raise her chubby little hand and pat the back of her hand, looking exactly like when the emperor was comforting her. She couldn't help but fall on the mat laughing.
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Zhen Huan was allowed to waste several days with her, and even watched with her the good show of Concubine Fan Wan's slip of the tongue and jealousy. As expected, she shouted out: "Even if others know, I am not afraid."
Soon these words were known to Concubine Hua and the Emperor. The Emperor behaved abnormally and stopped favoring Zhen Huan, but Concubine Hua believed Concubine Cao's lies and really thought that Songzhi was favored and that the Emperor had already abandoned Zhen Huan.
That day she was thirsty. Before she could even take a sip of the sour plum soup she had prepared, she heard the emperor's voice behind her: "Your life is becoming increasingly leisurely."
Turning her head, she saw the emperor striding towards her. Ling Rong hurriedly offered up the higher Luohan couch, and after the emperor sat down, she could only reluctantly share her sour plum soup:
"Your Majesty, drink some sour plum soup to cool off the summer heat."
Yinzhen picked up the wine and drank it all in one gulp. As expected, he felt much better. When he put the bowl down, he met his son's surprised eyes.
"What is this child looking at?" Yinzhen saw him tremblingly walk towards him and throw himself on his legs. He just found it interesting: "Is it because I haven't seen Khan Ama for a long time? Don't you recognize him?"
"Hmm...Ama!" Unexpectedly, Huaer managed to utter a clear cry and even opened his arms for a hug.
"A real man shouldn't act like a spoiled child like this." Yinzhen said sternly, but he still held Hua'er's armpits with both hands and lifted him up high, then handed him to Lingrong's arms.
Hua Er, who was about to be happy: ...
Ling Rong, who suddenly had a fireball in her arms in the middle of summer: ...
Lingrong put the child aside unnoticeably, picked up a fan beside her and gently fanned her son, while looking at the emperor.
"Ahem, I'd rather hold my grandson than my son." Yinzhen explained and quickly changed the subject: "Tomorrow I will be in Jiuzhou Qingyan. Remember to go with Wanpin, so that she doesn't offend others."
As he spoke, he seemed to be deliberately emphasizing one point, but Lingrong fanned Hua'er and said casually, "I know Sister Wan very well. She will definitely be able to take care of herself."
Then she turned to look at the emperor and said, "I would rather advance and retreat with the emperor."
Yinzhen couldn't help but frowned: "Did Wanpin say something to you?"
"No, Sister Wan was devoted to the Emperor. She even refused to tell the truth when Sister Mei broke off all ties with her. It was because of this that I was able to detect something."
Lingrong said, shaking the emperor's hand: "I know I am not as intelligent and virtuous as Sister Wan, and I can help His Majesty with his worries. But my life is tied to His Majesty, and I only wish to stay by His Majesty's side, until death."
Yinzhen looked at Lingrong with a determined face in front of him and didn't know what to say for a moment. In the end, he just left in embarrassment.
Lingrong waited until he was far away before she asked someone to bring her another bowl of sour plum soup, which she drank to her heart's content.
On the second day at Jiuzhou Qingyan, Zhen Huan was indeed punished and sent to Penglai Island for her slip of the tongue. For several months, the weather became increasingly cold, and everyone had returned to the Forbidden City.
The emperor seemed to have really forgotten about Zhen Huan. Concubine Hua couldn't help but feel happy. She completely let down her guard and became active again in the harem.
Lingrong was too lazy to bother with this grasshopper after autumn. She just kept staring at Meizhuang and smiling when she brought her a winter coat with a sullen face.
"What are you laughing at? It makes me feel uneasy." Mei Zhuang pushed her unhappily. Seeing that Ling Rong didn't say anything, she raised her foot and was about to leave.
"Eh! After becoming a mother, your temper has become even worse." Ling Rong hurriedly pulled Mei Zhuang to sit down, and she picked through the clothes sent to her, saying with a smile: "But she still has a sharp tongue but a soft heart."
"I, I was just worried that she would get cold and not be able to come back, and then I wouldn't be able to laugh at her in person." Mei Zhuang felt embarrassed when she said this excuse. She blushed and raised her hand to take the clothes away.
"Forget it, forget it. I've changed my mind and won't send her off. Let her suffer the cold alone in Penglai Island."
"Oh, that won't do. I'm a Pixiu, I only take in, never give out." Ling Rong stretched out her hand, and before she could even exert any force, the clothes fell back into her hands. "Well, besides, if I don't take it, who knows how much effort someone will have to put in to get it to her. It's too much effort."
Mei Zhuang stood up before she finished listening and said, "I remembered that I still have some palace affairs to deal with, so I'll leave now."
As he spoke, he had already reached the door and left like the wind.
"Empress Hui is really..." Rong Lu on the side couldn't help laughing.
"They are just a pair of enemies."
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