Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Hong Jing, who was in the cradle, opened his eyes and felt chilled listening to the words of Ling Rong and Cao Qinmo, but then he made sense after thinking about it.

Why use thousands of troops to do something that a woman can do? What if the wet nurse said that his mother had very few heirs? What if it was his sister's turn?

Although he carries the memories of his previous life, Minghe is his blood-connected sister. He values ​​​​family affection and is extremely unwilling to do so.

What he was most proud of in his previous life was his martial arts and his determination to fight without fear of death. This body has not been opened yet, and he does not know whether it will be suitable for martial arts training in the future. If it is suitable for martial arts training, it will only be a failure.

"Princess Chaogui's biological mother is just a little noble person, and I am also worried about Wen Yi. I am also just a little noble person. If Wen Yi gets married in the future, it is best to be from a middle-class family in the court. If it is better, she should I'm going to caress my husband." At this point, Cao Qinmo couldn't help but shed tears.

Cao Guiren was a little anxious, but some of her words made no sense. Her current status was indeed low, her family was not good, and she had no status in the emperor's heart. She put all her treasure on Lingrong, and Lingrong also All he could do was comfort him.

"Zhen Huan just wanted to scare you and asked you to arrange the dowry for Princess Chaogui's wedding. How could you lose your sense of proportion when you are so smart? What's more, Wen Yi is only two years old. Cao Guiren doesn't have to be too hasty and carries the child to the emperor from time to time. On the face of it, if we meet a few times, we can always retain some affection. I heard that the previous dynasty is not good again, and I am afraid that Concubine Nian will not last long."

The woman in front of her really loves her daughter as much as her life. If one day she wants to have a child, she will definitely betray Ling Rong without hesitation. The way to do it is simple, just keep holding her lifeline.

"I'm confused. When I think of Wen Yi, I forget everything." Listening to Ling Rong's meaning, her day of success is coming soon?

"You feel sorry for Wen Yi. Of course I understand that Princess Chaogui will get married in two or three days. Be more careful and don't get picked out." Lingrong gave careful instructions.

Broken Yuxuan.

"The Emperor has not come for three days. No way, no way. Could it be that the Emperor has forgotten me? How could it be possible? They all say that he is playing hard to get, but the Emperor clearly doesn't care. Now he has become a joke to me."

Zhen Huan was a little stunned. She thought that lowering her head was extremely humiliating, but she didn't expect that the emperor not only wanted her to lower her head, but also wanted her to bend her knees and lower her head, crushing her former pride one by one and grinding it into dust.

"Don't be discouraged, young master. There will always be a day when you will succeed. From the looks of it, slave, the emperor still cares about you very much. He even gave you a beauty balm and a good golden sore medicine the day before yesterday."

"Which concubine's palace has the emperor been staying in recently?" If she had stayed in the Yangxin Palace these days, she would have been able to find something to comfort herself.

"I have been staying in the palace of Concubine Rou recently." Zhen Huan's eyes almost turned red when she heard this name. Why was it her again.

Suddenly I remembered the disgusting smile of the concubine when she was forced to kneel by Concubine Qi and the noble Fucha, and the pitiful smile of her leaning on the plum garden.

What's so pitiful about her? There was an inexplicable hatred in my heart. It had only been more than two years since the concubine entered the palace, but she was already a concubine. I'm afraid she would be a concubine soon.

She couldn't stay depressed any longer. If the emperor didn't favor her in the next two days, she would take the initiative to find him.

Day three.

Zhen Huan took the embroidered sachet to the royal study and said, "Greetings to the Emperor."

"You're still sick, aren't you missing people? Why are you here today?" The emperor complained about Zhen Huan's behavior in the past few days, and his expression was slightly cold.

"The imperial doctor has superb medical skills. He dared to face the emperor only after he was fully recovered. These days, I have been thinking about the emperor and always thinking about doing something for him. I embroidered a sachet. My hands are clumsy and I embroidered a purple auspicious cloud." With the golden dragon, I hope the purple energy will come from the east." Zhen Huan held the sachet in her hands.

Zhen Huan's meaning was very obvious. She came to seek peace. Now she only asked the emperor to give her a chance, and her attitude was very low.

The emperor lowered his head and looked at the sachet hanging on his waist. What a coincidence. Rong'er had just embroidered one for him not long ago. He couldn't offend her this time.

As for Zhen Huan's, he only accepted it and didn't wear it. It looked like he was really clumsy and there were even threads on it.

"I accept it. I will come to see you later. Go back first. I have something to do." The emperor's words were calm. I don't know if it was an illusion. He didn't look happy.

"Concubine, please leave." Zhen Huan slowly left.

Lai King Heen.

"Auntie, you see Hongjing can walk. He just walked over there step by step." Hongjing's calves were trembling a little and he stood motionless on the edge.

Lingrong was a little excited, watching Suisui growing up from a small dumpling in front of her to such a big one. She had just taught him to walk a few days ago, but now he was still standing unsteadily.

"Uh... mother." Hong Jing also spoke intermittently.

It gave her two surprises at once. Seeing that Hongjing was well-behaved every day and didn't like to cry, she thought he would be slow to learn how to speak.

Hongjing tilted his head and continued to read, "A...ma."

"So good." Lingrong gently stroked Hongjing's head.

"Aunt Fanglan, go and tell Eunuch Su that Li Jingxuan has prepared meals today."

"Bao Que, it's time for Ming He to come back. You go to the entrance of Chuxiu Palace and watch."

Minghe had to speak faster and learned to call the Queen Mother early without making any noise or fuss. The Queen Mother was particularly fond of her.

It's just that Minghe was squeamish. Ever since he fell down when he was learning to walk, he would cry in the emperor's arms. The emperor's heart almost softened when he saw Minghe, but he still remembered that he was teaching Minghe to walk.

After that, the emperor no longer forced Minghe to learn to walk, so Lingrong didn't need to be too harsh. She was a princess anyway, so it didn't hurt to be more pampered.

When the emperor came in the evening, he saw Minghe smiling brightly in Lingrong's arms, while Hongjing groped the edge of the bed and walked forward step by step.

"Hua... Ama" Hongjing and Minghe said in unison. Minghe couldn't walk and could only stay in Lingrong's arms. Although Hongjing walked unsteadily, he still walked in front of the emperor.

Minghe would say a few more words, and said delicately, "Hua... Ama... Minghe... a hug."

The emperor spent a lot of time with Hongjing and Minghe this year. Zhen Huan and Concubine Nian hardly saw the emperor in the second half of the year. Eight out of ten times the emperor came to the harem, he came to Lijingxuan. He watched the two children grow up. Big ones, naturally have mixed feelings in their hearts.

The emperor hugged the two children and said, "Hold them both."

Hong Jing later learned the word "hug" and looked at the emperor with bright eyes, "hug..."