Chapter 130 An Lingrong 71
"What is the Empress Dowager talking about? She is so happy."
All the concubines hurriedly followed the queen and bowed. The emperor waved his hand, walked to the seat vacated by the queen, lifted his clothes and sat down cross-legged.
The Queen Mother was rocking Hua'er in her arms, laughing heartily. When she heard the Emperor's question, she jokingly said, "I and the Queen are bullying you behind your back."
The emperor smiled upon hearing this and said, "It seems my son hasn't been diligent enough in his daily service. From now on, I will not be lazy in visiting you morning and evening."
"I think the emperor is coming to Shoukang Palace to have a meal, right?" The empress dowager smiled and handed the child to the wet nurse, asking her to take the child to let the emperor see it.
"The Empress Dowager knows me." The emperor saw the child being brought in and calling him "Ama", and he smiled and started teasing the child with the eighteen-bead rosewood string in his hand.
Concubine Jing on the side couldn't help but laugh and said, "Just now I said Hua'er could already call people incoherently after being over five months old, but I didn't expect him to call Huang Ama clearly."
"It shows that Concubine Yi has taught well." The Queen also praised her. Lingrong smiled softly and ignored her little thoughts.
The emperor patted Lingrong's hand as she stood beside him and said, "You have raised your child well. He is healthy and filial."
Hearing the emperor's outrageous evaluation and feeling his preference for Concubine Yi and her son, everyone present had mixed feelings.
After leaving Shoukang Palace, Chun'er was just saying she wanted to go see Wuxue when she saw the wet nurse from Concubine Cao's palace running over and saying, "My lady, please go back quickly. Princess Wenyi had a fright yesterday and has a fever."
Cao Qinmo hurriedly followed the wet nurse and left. If she hadn't been concerned that this was in front of the Empress Dowager's door, she would have run down the corridor.
"Why would Princess Wen Yi be frightened for no reason? She even became sick from fright. How strange." Chun'er scratched her head and quickly put the thought out of her mind. She went to look at the little nephew held by the wet nurse behind Lingrong.
"Yes, everyone in the palace knows that Concubine Cao treats Wen Yi like the apple of her eye. She always sends her confidants to watch over her whenever she goes in and out. How could she let the child get scared and sick?" Concubine Jing looked at Cao Qinmo who was running away, and chatted with Lingrong beside her with emotion.
"Of course, that person is the only one who can make her suffer so bitterly." Mei Zhuang sighed. Ever since she had her daughter, she couldn't help but feel a sense of empathy when she saw Concubine Cao again. Although she had helped Concubine Hua commit many evil deeds, her motherly love was so profound that even the bystanders could sense its weight. Just like now, she had clearly offended the Emperor, but she still wanted to please him for her daughter's sake.
"Let's go." Ling Rong shook her head. How far have we come now? She could wait until these sharp claws were broken. For now, it would be more fun to go back and play with the child.
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On New Year's Eve this year, she accompanied the emperor to watch a play called "Fragrant Concubine Playing with Butterflies" and found it quite enjoyable. The butterflies were beautiful, the plum blossoms were fitting, and the empress's expression was quite appetizing.
Of course, the most important thing is that the actors are amazing. Mr. Huang was probably very pleased, and he personally took off his real black leather coat to reward the actors. As expected of the richest man in the country, he's very generous.
I just don't understand why she turned around and looked at me before leaving. This had nothing to do with her, right?
Lingrong didn't understand. Could it be that she, the melon-eating civet, didn't applaud?
Anyway, Zhen Huan regained the emperor's favor with this trick, but I don't know why she let the emperor go to jail before he had been in power for long in this life. Moreover, after the emperor regained the Chun Yuan figurine, although his favor to her remained the same in the eyes of others, Ling Rong noticed a subtle difference through the comparison between the two lives.
But it doesn't mean any loss to her, so who cares.
Ling Rong perfunctorily finished reading a poem and immediately handed the book to Rong Lu: "Okay, that's all for today. Shall we eat?"
"Ah! Bu!" Hua'er clapped his hands hard, frowned tightly, and looked at his mother with a serious and reproachful expression, obviously dissatisfied with her perfunctory attitude.
"Take Hua'er away." Lingrong didn't even glance at the boy, turning back to her book. Her serious demeanor made even Biqing and the others fail to discern her deep desire to escape her son and enjoy her own company. They hurried forward to carry the Sixth Prince away, but he dodged with a deft dexterity. After a few back-and-forths, everyone was sweating. The child still sat upright in the innermost corner of the bed, a look of disdain etched on his calm face.
"Hua'er..." Lingrong sat on the edge of the bed and looked at him. He also looked back with his little face raised. The mother and son were in a stalemate for a moment.
"What are you two doing?"
As soon as the emperor came in, he looked at the two similar faces, sitting on either side and confronting each other with the same expression, and he just found it interesting.
Lingrong and Huaer turned to look at him together, which made Yinzhen even happier.
"What is the emperor laughing at?" Lingrong stepped forward to pay her respects, looking at his obviously happy expression with some confusion. This emperor's personality was becoming more and more eccentric.
"Nothing, you haven't told me what you're doing with the child yet?"
"I was reading before, and seeing Hua'er's interest, I occasionally told him stories. Today, I went to the Queen's Palace with Sister Mei and was a little tired, so I just read him a poem. Who knew that the child would not be happy."
After Lingrong finished speaking, Huaer patted the bed with his little hands as if he knew his mother was talking about him. He looked at the two adults seriously, revealing his determination not to give in.
"Who told you to break your promise to the child?" Unexpectedly, the emperor did not call the child spoiled. Instead, he stood on the same front with Hua'er, walked over, picked up the child from the corner, and placed him in the wet nurse's hands. Hua'er did not resist, but just kept yelling at them.
"I'll tell you after dinner." Yinzhen promised seriously, and Hua'er was indeed taken away obediently.
Lingrong smiled as she sat opposite the emperor under the window. "Your Majesty, are you really going to give Hua'er a lecture later?"
"A gentleman's word is as good as gold." The emperor casually flipped through the poetry collection placed by Lingrong. "Since I have promised, I will not break my promise."
"What you said makes me look even more like a mean person." Ling Rong sighed and stuffed the peeled orange into her mouth.
"You are not a villain, but you are indeed a difficult little woman." The emperor was helpless with her, "I can't say anything to you now."
After saying this, he quickly brought up a piece of good news to change the subject: "Two days ago, your brother passed the autumn examination and is now a juren."
Lingrong hurriedly smiled and thanked the emperor. A mere scholar was not worthy of the emperor's special visit. But even if the emperor only asked casually, Lingrong should accept the favor.
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