The Golden Partridge of An Lingrong's Rebirth

The Chengxi Hall became quiet. The hibiscus flowers outside the window climbed up the wall. The bananas were green and green. Occasionally, pink petals fell in the light and shadow. Time flowed quietly. An Lingrong was wearing a pomegranate gold silk makeup and cloud brocade palace dress. , leaning lazily on the couch, she raised her head, and the fragments of sunlight fell into her eyes, like flashing tears.

Shen Meizhuang's death was like a key, opening the memory cage of An Lingrong that had been sealed for some time. One thing was very clearly projected in her mind - in the spring of the tenth year of Yongzheng's reign, Concubine Li of Yanxi Palace, died.

An Lingrong covered her face and couldn't help crying sadly.

For so many years, she didn't realize that everyone's destiny was following the same trajectory as the previous life. Even if there were deviations along the way, the final destination was the same. Concubine Hua, Concubine Qi, Concubine Xiang, Concubine Li ...and Shen Meizhuang, and even Zhen Huan's departure and return to the palace, all told her that her fate was determined and irreversible, and her ending had already been written.

If that's the case, why let her live her life again!
An Lingrong curled up on the couch, her dry eyes unable to shed a single tear.

Sister, sister, how much I want to accompany you to the end...

On the fifth day of May, the Wen family came to propose marriage.

Before the marriage was granted, the Wen family attached great importance to getting married to the An family. Wen Shichu's mother died early, so Wen's father invited the clan elders to come to the house in person, and the customs and customs were scrupulous, and every inch of the tape was exchanged before discussing the marriage. The Wen family paid a betrothal gift of 120 yuan, and the An family gave a return gift of gold dumplings and oil bags. The neighbors celebrated together, and finally the marriage was finalized, setting a good and auspicious date for the wedding.

After the marriage is finalized, An Lingdan will leave the palace. In the remaining time, she will be busy embroidering dowry and learning housekeeping. She can no longer stay in the palace to relax.

"You will go home tomorrow. Have you packed everything?" An Lingrong's illness has not faded, and he still looks a little haggard.

An Lingdan stood in front of the couch with his head lowered and nodded.

"Wen Shichu asked himself to guard the Zi Palace for Concubine Hui for three years on the grounds of dereliction of duty. The emperor was grateful for his loyalty and was afraid that you would have to wait three years too long, so he only allowed him to stay for one year to atone for his sins." An Lingrong said softly. , his eyes fell on An Lingdan's face, "Dan'er, don't ask for his love or his heart in vain, you just need to be yourself, and never forget your original intention today."

"Sister, don't you blame me for making my own decisions?" This question has been hanging in An Lingdan's mind for many days. After she heard Zhen Yurao talk about Jingren Palace that night, she rushed in with an impulse and said it again. Such deceiving words have made her feel uneasy these days. It was not until today that the dust settled that she dared to ask.

"Dan'er, you saved his life." An Lingrong shook his head and closed his eyes against the soft pillow. "Without your words, Wen Shichu would have lost half of his life even if he didn't die." If this is really the case, Sister Mei will probably die with her eyes open.

An Lingdan slowly raised his head and looked at An Lingrong's expression of neither sadness nor joy. He felt as if she was going to disappear in the next second: "Sister, I..." She pursed her lips, "I know how to do it." Remember eldest sister’s words and live a good life.”

The moon was setting in the west and the sun was rising in the east. An Lingrong stayed up all night again. She stood on the porch facing the wind, watching An Lingdan get on the sedan and leave Weiyang Palace. An unprecedented sense of tearing swept over her.

She didn’t understand what the meaning of her life was. After two reincarnations, nothing seemed to have changed for her. She was trapped in the harem battle. Day after day, year after year, she followed the trajectory of fate to the end— —I’m so tired. This kind of life makes me tired.

However, if she didn't live like this, how would she live her life?

An Lingrong raised his head and looked at the slowly brightening sky, his heart falling inch by inch.

"Your Majesty, you haven't slept all night again. Go back to your bedroom and take a nap for a while." Dill looked at An Lingrong worriedly.When she looked at An Lingrong these days, she always felt that she was as ethereal as a gust of wind, and would disappear in the next moment. This uneasiness made her dare not leave An Lingrong for even half a step, for fear that she would disappear if she made a mistake. .

An Lingrong just stood quietly until the sound of a bird flapping its wings woke her up. She came back to her senses in a daze, lowered her eyes and said softly: "Did Mr. Yu leave any words before he died?"

Dill looked embarrassed and replied in a low voice: "When the slave arrived, the noble lady had already swallowed the gold. Before she died, she told the slave that everyone in the palace was trapped, but she was free. , life and death can be held in one's own hands, and dying is just a relief. There is nothing else to say."

An Lingrong nodded gently.

That night, Lv'e committed suicide by taking poison. When An Lingrong found out, she realized something was wrong. The master and servant of Yikun Palace acted like this because they were determined to die. She immediately asked Dill to find Yu Guiren. It's a pity that it's still a step too late.An Lingrong may never know the mystery she left behind in her lifetime.

But she is right. In this palace, everyone is trapped. The lintel of the family, the family members, the love of children, the glory and wealth are all shackles. Death is the only way for women in the harem to break free from the shackles.

The noble man sees clearly, thinks thoroughly, and acts resolutely and resolutely.

An Lingrong couldn't help but feel envious of her.

"Mom, give me a hug." Honghao rubbed his eyes and was hugged by Ju Qing, stretching out his two small hands towards An Lingrong.

Ju Qing said helplessly: "Seventh brother woke up for some reason and shouted to come to see the empress." "The empress doesn't want me anymore..." Honghao seemed to have not woken up yet, and was hugged by An Lingrong. Then he hugged her neck tightly, murmured, smacked his lips twice, and fell asleep again.

An Lingrong rubbed Honghao's face with gentle eyes, gently rocked and sang nursery rhymes, her eyes gradually became firm.

After Honghao fell asleep again, An Lingrong taught him back to Ju Qing. He seemed to have returned to his usual self, and asked Dill: "What's going on with the queen recently?"

Dill was stunned for a moment, then a hint of joy appeared on her face, and she hurriedly said: "Since Concubine Hui passed away, the emperor has been keeping the queen cold, and even Concubine Jin has been neglected. Now Concubine Xi is taking care of everything in the palace. , People in the palace are used to following the wind. Although the queen's status and appearance are there, she doesn't care about it. The east side has become deserted."

"The more times like this, the more careful you have to be. The queen will not just give up." An Lingrong returned to the palace, took out the needlework cage that had not been touched for a long time, and said without raising his head, "Go and endure it for a while." Here’s a bowl of ginger soup.”

Seeing that An Lingrong finally regained his energy, Dill responded and left in a hurry.

An Lingrong twisted the silver needle and pierced the brocade silk seriously and carefully, with a deep glow in her eyes.The sky outside the window gradually gets brighter, and the light from the sky comes in and falls on the top of the silver needle, reflecting a cold light. Such a small silver needle is always inconspicuous on weekdays, but if you really want to use it, it can kill people invisible. It's not difficult either.

In the Yongshou Palace, the emperor was laughing and joking with Zhen Huan: "After Mei'er passed away, Rong'er has been sick and sick, and you are always unhappy. It's rare to tease you to say a few words."

"It's okay for me to be sad. If the Guarjia family hadn't caused trouble, how could Sister Mei have been frightened and had a bloody collapse? How could Rong'er be so frightened that she lingered on the sickbed?" Zhen Huan suppressed her smile and said calmly.

"You don't have to worry about this. I will give you an answer sooner or later." Of course the emperor could hear the underlying meaning of Zhen Huan's words.

Zhen Huan reluctantly held the corners of her lips: "I hope so. Otherwise, Sister Mei will not be able to rest in peace under the Nine Springs."

"This morning, E Min mentioned that I already have seven sons, and I can choose the elder to be the crown prince to consolidate the foundation of the country." The emperor's expression changed slightly.

"Whoever said this should be punished immediately, and it would not be an exaggeration to beat him to death." Zhen Huan was shocked. She never thought that the queen would mention the matter of establishing a crown prince so early. She thought she had no other options, so she said quickly, "The Emperor was at his peak in the Spring and Autumn Period, why did he discuss the origin of the country so early? It's really outrageous."

"Being crowned prince so early also made him the target of public criticism so early that the princes did not study hard and do government affairs, but focused on being the prince." The emperor felt relieved after hearing what Zhen Huan said, "And I think this is the case. If you don't establish the virtuous, there is no need to talk about the elders and the young." He didn't need to think about it, and he knew who E Min was talking about when he mentioned the word "establishing the elders".

Zhen Huan's eyes flashed and she said with a smile: "The fourth elder brother has been diligent in studying recently. Has the emperor asked him about his homework? The sixth elder brother also went to the study for enlightenment. Yesterday the fourth elder brother also told me that the sixth elder brother is very smart and has many talents. A little bit of knowledge is enough to reveal it, has your Majesty gone to the Concubine Jing Palace to have a look?"

"The fourth elder brother is relatively easy to deal with, but the sixth elder brother, I always thought he was dull and introverted in the past, but I didn't expect him to be so enlightened by studying." When the emperor talked about the two elder brothers, his attitudes were completely different. However, the conversation changed. "It's just that I still think the seventh elder brother is better. He has extraordinary bearing at such a young age. I sometimes go to Weiyang Palace and see him sitting on the couch alone playing Luban wood. I can occasionally see a bit of majesty. The one in the upper position is the most powerful. The most important thing is momentum, which no one else can learn from." The Emperor's eyebrows showed a proud smile, "For this, the Seventh Prince loves me the most."

After a pause, he seemed to care about Zhen Huan's face and added sarcastically: "Of course, Hong Zhao is also very good."

Zhen Huan smiled slightly and didn't care. She was even glad in her heart that Hong Hao was outstanding and her Hong Zhao would be inconspicuous under him. In this way, the secret of Hong Zhao's life experience could be kept longer.

She said slowly: "In the final analysis, the queen is a kind-hearted person. Why would she take such a trick and add alum to the water used for blood tests to confuse the public? It is probably because the emperor loves the youngest son and ignores the eldest son. Just like Concubine Duan's sister As she said, she is already a queen, what else is there to be dissatisfied about? I am still scared when I think about it, the emperor should hurt Hongzhao less." She turned away her eyes, her face full of loneliness and sorrow, "And Honghao, the emperor She should be loved less. Rong'er is no better than my concubine. She is still fine after this. She has always been weak, and she has lost her beloved daughter. If something happens to Honghao again, it will probably cost her her life."

The emperor's eyes turned cold and he said solemnly: "The queen is worried, I know. Although Hongshi is not top-notch, he is still my child. How can I not feel pain? It is better to point out a marriage to Hongshi as soon as possible so that the queen can feel at ease."

"Speaking of this, it's time for the fourth elder brother to get married. The emperor can't favor one over the other." Zhen Huan mentioned with a smile, "The fourth elder brother is now my concubine's child. I can't favor the younger one and treat the older one poorly. .”

The emperor smiled and nodded in response: "It just so happens that the Queen Mother talked to me about the draft yesterday. I was too lazy to organize it. Now that I think about it, Hongshi and Hongli are both old. It's better to hold one next year and select them for them. First selection." He handed the matter over to Zhen Huan, "Now you are in charge of the palace. You should run this draft properly. Just send someone to the Queen to tell you."

Zhen Huan responded with a smile, stood up and sent the emperor off respectfully.

"Your Majesty, someone from Weiyang Palace sent a bowl of ginger soup. It was said that Concubine Rong made it specially because she was worried about her coughing two days ago." Cui Jinxi walked in with a bowl of hot ginger soup and smiled at Zhen Huan. Said, "Miss Dill sent it herself."

Zhen Huan was startled for a moment, then took a sip of the ginger soup. The sweet and spicy soup rolled into her throat, and her heart was filled with warmth. Not only did she soften her eyebrows: "Is she feeling better?"

"Miss Dill said that Concubine Rong sent the second young lady out of the palace this morning. She can get out of bed and walk a few steps. I think she will be well soon." Cui Jinxi said with a smile.

"Okay." Zhen Huan raised her chin slightly and exhaled a breath slowly. (End of chapter)