The Golden Partridge of An Lingrong's Rebirth

"The title of this noble concubine is really inappropriate. The biological mother of the prince in the palace has not yet been named a noble concubine. How can it be her turn to be a person who was rejected by the late emperor?" Zhen Huan was still talking, "If If you really agree with what Prince Dun said, then there must be suspicions among the kings and concubines in the harem, and the emperor will lose their hearts. All the consolation will be in vain."

An Lingrong suddenly raised her head to look at Zhen Huan, an almost absurd answer was in her mind - the idea of ​​conferring a son and a daughter on Prince Dun, could it also be Zhen Huan's idea?

While ridiculous, she was also shocked.It turns out that Zhen Huan has interfered in politics to such an extent that the emperor is still indifferent. Is it because he is too tolerant of Zhen Huan, or is there some other reason?An Lingrong couldn't figure it out, let alone dared to think about it.

She stood aside in silence.

"Nian Gengyao's remnant party has not been wiped out yet. If he is moved at this time, there is only a [-]% chance of winning." The emperor lowered his face. It's intimacy. Now that Gengyao has surrendered, but some of his power has been handed over to Prince Dun."

Zhen Huan stood beside the emperor with her hands down, and said slowly: "The concubine is in the harem. If the affairs of the previous court were not related to the emperor, the concubine would not dare to get involved. The concubine only knows that the emperor has sex with the emperor, but does not know that the emperor also has the emperor's helplessness." .”

"Emperors, generals, concubines, and concubines, who are not living in their own helplessness, each has its own constraints." The emperor's voice was low, showing a little frustration.

"That's a long-term plan, the emperor can only be patient." Zhen Huan raised her eyes to look at the emperor.

The emperor closed his eyes forcefully: "The emperor, I have done such a useless thing."

An Lingrong retreated to the side, concentrating on making the tea, neither listening nor watching, as if she didn't know it at all, but Zhen Huan's words had already entered her ears, and she couldn't help but sighed in her heart.

By caring about the name of the emperor, Zhen Huan used talking about the past and the present as a cover, and it is an undoubted fact that she is in charge of politics.

"Please follow what Prince Dun said, and make Noble Concubine Wen Xi the Noble Concubine."

"Snapped!"

The sound of porcelain falling to the ground exploded like thunder, An Lingrong shook his hand and nearly smashed the teapot in his hand, but when he looked back, he saw Zhen Huan stepping forward and continued: "Please the emperor make Concubine Wen Xi the queen Noble concubines should be titled and buried in the mausoleum of the former emperor. At the same time, concubines in the palace should be conferred with honorable titles, especially concubine Shouqi, who is the head of all concubines. The empress dowager should be revered with honorable titles to show the emperor's filial piety Love of righteousness." She took the new teacup from An Lingrong and sent it to the emperor.

The emperor took a sip and was silent for a long time before he said: "That's right, if he wants to posthumously confer his birth mother, I will use the name of praying for the Queen Mother's well-being, and honoring all the concubines." The more I think about it, the more I think it's a good idea. Thinking about it, the emperor slowly smiled, "So, there is no objection from the court and the harem."

Zhen Huan immediately answered, "In this way, not only will the officials not talk about it, but the princes and concubines in the palace will also appreciate the kindness of the emperor. It's just that the biological mother of King Guojun, Concubine Shu, has become a monk. How will the emperor arrange it?"

"Old Seventeen won't care about these things." The emperor said casually.

"Although King Guo doesn't care, I'm afraid that some villains will think that the emperor despises King Guo. Why don't you ask the emperor to be interested in King Guo?" Zhen Huanfu said again.

The emperor stretched his brows and said: "It's not difficult. Concubine Shu has already become a monk, so it is not appropriate to add another title. I will respect Concubine Shu as Master Chong Jingyuan from afar."

"If that's the case, then there's nothing wrong with it." Zhen Huan smiled and clapped her hands.

The emperor looked at Zhen Huan and murmured: "You are worthy of being my interpreter, and you can take care of everything for me."

Zhen Huan lowered her eyebrows and smiled, and suddenly remembered that An Lingrong was still by her side, and hurriedly said: "The emperor is working hard for the affairs of the world, and the concubines don't understand government affairs, so they can only take care of the emperor in these small matters." She looked at An Lingrong, "The concubine said to herself, but she forgot that Rong'er was there, why didn't she say a word?"

"The concubine doesn't understand this, so I can just sit and drink tea." An Lingrong raised the teacup in his hand and said with a smile, "If I had known that my sister could relieve the emperor's worries, the concubine would not have The ground followed." Her eyes rolled, and she smiled.

"You are the most gentle and meticulous, even if you don't speak, it's good to stay by my side." The emperor raised his hand to her, motioning her to come forward, "I feel sore and swollen, please massage me a few times. "

Zhen Huan smiled from the side: "Rong'er's hands are [-] kinds of martial arts, and she is proficient in all of them. The concubines don't know what she doesn't know."

"It's all small." An Lingrong took off the armor, walked behind the emperor, touched a few acupoints, and kneaded them with moderate strength, "Sister Wan is helping the emperor solve problems, not worrying about the previous court. The courtiers and concubines can only take care of the emperor's daily life with all their heart, and hope that the emperor's dragon body will be healthy."

The emperor stretched his body comfortably, and the soreness and itchiness spread out inch by inch, and he felt that all the sense organs in his body were gathered in a square inch, feeling refreshed and happy.

While pressing the button, An Lingrong quietly raised his head to look at Zhen Huan who was seated aside, his eyes were full of worry.

"It's normal for my sister to go in and out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation now. Even when the emperor was angry, Eunuch Su sent people to look for my sister as soon as possible. Didn't my sister notice that something was wrong?" Back at Suiyuxuan, An Lingrong said Zhen Huan talked about this matter, "The harem is not allowed to interfere in politics, and my sister should avoid suspicion. How can I talk about it and get into trouble?"

"The emperor and I are just talking about family matters." Zhen Huan paused slightly, pretending to be relaxed and smiled.

"Whether it's a family matter or a state matter, my sister knows better than me, doesn't she?" An Lingrong immediately pierced through Zhen Huan's disguise, "Prince Dun's request for a seal was originally a political matter of the previous dynasty. Don’t get involved in politics!”

Zhen Huan pursed the corners of her mouth tightly, and she couldn't refute for a while: "The emperor said, allow me to discuss politics."

"So what!" An Lingrong was really anxious now, got up and took two steps anxiously, "Whether you are allowed to discuss politics is just a thought of the emperor. If the emperor is happy, everything will be fine. The emperor is not happy, my sister is the crime of meddling in politics, when the time comes, who will ask, has the emperor ever allowed you to discuss politics?"

The heart-piercing words rang loudly, and the air in the dormitory froze for a moment, so heavy that it was hard to breathe.

Zhen Huan was silent for a long time before looking up at An Lingrong, her voice was as cold as ice: "Sister's words, are you scolding me?" There seemed to be a trace of shame in her eyes, "I don't know when, I have been with you since My sister is getting worse and worse. Obviously at the beginning, the emperor favored me more, but gradually, I felt more and more powerless. I love the emperor deeply, but I always feel farther and farther away from him. I can only talk about When it comes to government affairs, I feel closer to each other, and more often, I feel that the emperor is looking at another person through me." She got up and took two steps, looking back at An Lingrong, "Ronger, you Can you understand that feeling? The person you love is close in front of you, but it seems to be far away in the sky, and your body is so close, but you feel that the two hearts are far apart."

Zhen Huan approached An Lingrong step by step, showing a sad smile: "After Nian Shilan's death, I always have lingering fears. Sometimes when I was talking to the emperor, her face would flash by in front of my eyes. I was afraid that I would I also ended up like her, that's why I want to be petted more and more, but Rong'er, you are so easy." She smiled softly, "You are loveless and light, so you don't know all the thoughts of my loving the emperor. You It is the emperor's gentle place, so I will be the emperor's Xieyuhua, so that the two are in peace, and I can do nothing." She changed her face slightly, "But today you scolded me for meddling in politics!"

"Sister, I'm not reprimanding, but worried!" An Lingrong hurriedly explained, she didn't expect that the emperor's deep love for her would affect Zhen Huan. In her previous life, Zhen Huan was the only one favored by the emperor, let alone this life Zhen Huan was so keenly aware of the fact that she was a stand-in. She sweated secretly, "Since ancient times, the heart of emperors has been unpredictable, and my sister is knowledgeable. Naturally, I understand this truth better than me. Today is a favor, and tomorrow will be a favor." As for the penalty, Uncle Zhen has just made a contribution and has a high position and authority, so my sister should be more cautious in her words and deeds, otherwise I am afraid that the whole family of Zhen's family will be implicated in the future."

"In ancient times, Emperor Cheng of the Han Dynasty favored Zhao Hede, and regarded his tender breasts as a gentle home, and he lingered on them. Today, sister Yourong is beautiful and charming, and she is also the emperor's gentle home." Zhen Huan's eyes cooled slightly, "My sister reminded me not to interfere in politics, and I also Remind younger sister, cherish yourself, don't be that demon concubine who harms the country and flatters the emperor."

An Lingrong suddenly froze in place, opened his mouth several times and was speechless, only found his voice after a while, and said almost tremblingly: "Sister, is that how you look at me?"

A sharp pain pierced into An Lingrong's chest, the pain made her almost out of breath, and even her breathing was painful: "My sister and I have given our sincerity to each other, so I tried to persuade her, but my sister thinks that I am hindering her." Are you favored by the emperor?" She shed tears unconsciously, it turned out that she had already had such deep feelings for Zhen Huan before she knew it, and that's why she was so sad when she heard such words, "I said, I don't care about the emperor. I only care about my sister..."

"My sister doesn't care, but the emperor does." Zhen Huan also had tears in her eyes. She bit her lip hard, as if she didn't want to admit it, "The emperor values ​​my sister very much, but does my sister not know it? Everyone says that the emperor is the most important." I am the one who dotes on me, but I can clearly see that when the emperor talks about his sister, there is always a warm smile in his eyes unconsciously. This is completely different from the emperor I know. Warmth." She closed her eyes and tears rolled down, "Rong'er, I'm very jealous of you. The things you sneer at and dismissive of are something I have always been elusive about."

An Lingrong and Zhen Huan looked at each other with tears in their eyes, countless words stuck in their throats and could not be uttered.She could keep her heart, but she couldn't predict the emperor's love. Zhen Huan confronted her like this, she had nothing to say.

"Sister, I'm sorry..." An Lingrong said in a low voice with downcast eyes, tears could not stop falling down.

She seemed to be no longer comparable to Sister Zhen Huan.The emperor's love is like a moat between them, which cannot be crossed.

"Let's go." Zhen Huan wiped away her tears and turned her head away from looking at her.

An Lingrong took a deep breath and said tremblingly: "Whether my sister listens to me or not, I have to remind my sister not to fall in love with the emperor, if you are obsessed with the emperor's love, you will only make yourself feel sad in the end. "

"You said this when you first came to Suiyuxuan." Zhen Huan raised her teary eyes, which were full of stubbornness, "But I don't believe it, I use all my sincerity to bet on the emperor's true affection for me. "She raised a confident smile, "Sister Rong, let's wait and see, this game must be won by me."

An Lingrong twisted her heart tightly, almost as if she was suffocating, she turned around abruptly and left Suiyuxuan, when she was about to go out, she turned her head and shouted in distress: "Sister, every word I say is for you... "She choked up and couldn't say another word.

Dill Cardamom and the others looked at each other in disbelief, but they could only follow the lead and leave Suiyuxuan together.

Suiyuxuan, who was still laughing and laughing a second ago, became quiet in an instant. The snow on the branches bent the branches, and fell to the ground with a heavy muffled sound, hitting everyone's heart.

"Oh? Had a quarrel?" The queen was surprised when she got the news, "Okay, why did these two quarrel?"

Mrs. Qi told the queen what she heard one by one, and finally said: "The quarrel was quite fierce. When Concubine Rong left, she cried so much that she couldn't even finish her sentence."

"Concubine Rong has good words. If Concubine Guan really listens to her and wakes up from the love affair, then it will be really difficult to deal with." The queen took a sip of tea in a good mood, "These two have been together since the beginning. They hugged each other tightly, they couldn't be broken up no matter what, today was a pleasant surprise. Now, Concubine Wan's father is from the first rank, and Concubine Rong's father is only from the fifth rank, but it involves salt affairs, so I'm afraid there is still room for promotion , if these two people are always so good, I will have a headache." She put down the teacup, turned to look at Jianqiu, "Go tell the people below, don't let Concubine Hui be idle, let her be busy, Lest she try to persuade Concubine Guan and Concubine Rong to reconcile again."

"Yes." Jian Qiu leaned over and replied.

The queen looked at nobleman Qi again: "Let you, Amado, pay attention to Concubine Guan's father, catch more of his mistakes, and wait for the right time."

"Yes." Mrs. Qi smiled sweetly, and bowed to salute.

Zhen Huan is completely unaware that the sharp sword in the queen's hand that was originally pointed at Nian Shilan has slowly turned towards her, and a conspiracy against her has quietly begun to weave.