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

"I remember that I didn't notice it that day, but Hongjing obediently picked it up and gave it to me."

"Perhaps Hongjing thought the emperor's things had fallen on the ground and returned them to the emperor."

Ling Rong secretly didn't want Hong Jing's image to be too high in the emperor's heart, and his expectations were too high. He didn't go to study in Shangshufang until he was six years old, and he didn't want to push his children too hard.

The emperor was happy today and hugged Lingrong when he was in bed. He thought of the healthy child and couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.

"Rong'er, I also want a child, yours and mine." The emperor was so happy that he said this in a daze.

"Silang forgot." Lingrong looked a little lonely.

How could he forget? The scene that day was vaguely visible, the blood-stained gauze on the window, Rong'er's cry, and pale little face. The more I thought about it, the more I felt guilty.

"I drank too much and said the wrong thing." The emperor stroked Lingrong's hair as if to soothe him.

The imperial doctor had obviously said it, but he still said it in front of him. He might not be able to treat it well within five years. He was constantly taking decoctions and medicines on weekdays, and the faces of people around him were still pale sometimes.

It was a fluke that the two children were born safely, but he was too delusional.

The emperor kissed Lingrong's shoulder gently, with a hint of cherishment. Lingrong nestled in the emperor's arms and fell asleep slowly. The emperor watched quietly, unable to sleep.

Looking at the medicine that Lingrong hadn't taken yet, he felt distressed and put her on the bed. He covered her with the quilt, put on his cloak, and went out to ask Fang Lan.

"Have you been drinking Concubine Rou's medicine?"

"My mistress has been drinking. This is the second bowl today. What Ziling just sent over is medicine to nourish the body. If the emperor comes, Ziling will also bring a bowl of medicine to induce pregnancy."

Fang Lan nodded. Although Ziling was a personal palace maid, she was worried about the concubine, so she had to cook the medicine with her own hands. She also asked if it was indeed a contraceptive medicine. Although she knew it was useless, it would not hurt her body and would not hurt her body. It could bring some comfort to the empress's heart, so she never told the emperor.

"Go down." The emperor returned to the bed alone. The hands of the people around him were a little cold. The emperor held them tightly, hugged the mausoleum, and fell asleep.

Royal Garden.

Cao Guiren and Fucha Guiren had just exchanged a few words when they met Zhen Huan. Zhen Huan greeted them with a smile and said she was here to invite them to enjoy the snow.

Cao Guiren felt that something was wrong and said softly to Yinxiu, "Go and call Concubine Rou."

"Sister Cao, is there something important?" Zhen Huan asked leisurely.

"Wen Yi has been coughing recently. I asked Yinxiu to go back and ask the imperial doctor to take a look." Cao Guiren said with a smile.

When they arrived at the pavilion to enjoy the snow, Zhen Huan said that there were not many of these, and she even mentioned the story of human pigs. They were all noble people. How could Zhen Gui be so courageous? Zhen Huan actually dared to compare herself to Empress Lu. It's possible that she fell down and got confused.

Cao Guiren looked at Fucha Guiren's expression getting worse and worse. He was killing the chicken to scare the monkeys, and now the chicken was also killed. Zhen Huan looked at her.

The noble Fucha was frightened and said, "I don't dare to do it anymore, I don't dare to do it anymore."

Cao Guiren became more and more disappointed. On the surface, Fucha Guiren's child was gone, and Zhen Huan was considered an accomplice. Fucha Guiren hadn't settled the score with her yet, but now he was being driven crazy?

"Sister Fucha is in low spirits. Sonny, help her back first." Cao Guiren said calmly.

"Yes, this slave will help the young master back now."

On the road.

"Greetings to Concubine Rou." Although the noble Fucha was still mumbling something, he still hurriedly said hello when he saw Concubine Rou.

"What's wrong with your little master?" Lingrong asked.

Sonny thought that the concubine was looking for an excuse to reprimand because the young master's greeting posture was not standard, so he quickly knelt down and said, "Madam, my young master didn't do it on purpose. It's just that Mr. Zhen wanted to scare the young master on purpose, so the young master is uneasy."

Seeing that Lingrong was a little confused, Sonner told the whole story one by one.

"This is not my sister's fault. In the past, my sister's pregnancy was gone, and Zhen Guiren was also responsible. But she happened to be pregnant, and she was not punished at all. My sister suffered in bed for many days, and Zhen Guiren was only punished by kneeling for a few hours, but after being favored, he threatened to threaten his sister." Lingrong spoke out every sentence like a temptation.

The noble Fucha finally came out of her fear. By the way, it was Zhen Huan who killed her child, and it was Zhen Huan who made her infertile.

"Besides, Mr. Zhen is so brave. Empress Lu, she really dared to speak out. The emperor and the empress were the first to spare her. Why is my sister panicking? Besides, my sister has a prominent family background, so why worry about Mr. Zhen's revenge?"

"Thank you for the advice, I really learned a lesson." The anger in the noble Fucha's heart was greater than the fear before, and he gradually woke up, with a slight anger in his eyes.

"Sang'er, go to the Queen's Palace and tell the Queen everything that happened today." Noble Fucha was a little excited. Since Zhen Huan wanted to threaten her, she might as well let the Queen see how Zhen Huan threatened her.

"Where are you going, Concubine Rou?" Noble Fucha asked with renewed vigor, no longer depressed.

How could she be frightened by Zhen Huan's words? But another thought suddenly came into his mind. This time it was Zhen Huan who caused trouble first.

"I just came to enjoy the snow."

"It's my concubine's fault for spoiling your Majesty's interest in enjoying the snow. If your Majesty wants to watch another show, you might as well come with me." The noble Fucha said with a smile.

Lingrong didn't say anything. He followed Mr. Fucha and arrived at the pavilion. He saw the arrogant Zhen Huan and Mr. Cao, who was dark-faced and silent.

Zhen Huan was a little shocked when she saw that the noble Fu Cha was back.

After the two paid their respects, Fucha nobleman ran up to Zhen Huan at lightning speed, slapped her several times, sat on the ground and cried, "Zhen nobleman, what is wrong with you, why do you want to intimidate me?" ."

Zhen Huan was stunned by several slaps, and her face felt hot. What was the noble Fu Cha saying? Why did he suddenly look like this when he came back? Looking at the concubine behind him, it was possible that she was causing trouble.

When Cao Guiren saw Rou Concubine coming, he wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, "Concubine knows that my sister doesn't like Concubine, but why do you want to use Princess Chaogui's marriage to criticize Concubine and Wen Yi?"

Lingrong leisurely sat on the side, "Sisters, please sit down first. The Queen is coming soon. It's too late to talk later."

Why did the queen come? What happened just now? Zhen Huan's mind was buzzing and she whispered to the two of them, "What happened just now was that I had a wrong idea. I hope the two sisters can forgive me."

Zhen Huan felt that something bad was going on, and planned to comfort Mr. Fucha first, but Mr. Fucha refused to accept her advice and continued to hold the chair and cry bitterly.

The first one to come was Concubine Nian. No need to think too much, it must have been Cao Guiren who brought her here. After all, Concubine Nian loved to see Zhen Huan make a fool of herself.

"Sister Fucha, sister Cao, why are you crying so sadly today? Maybe someone is bullying you." Concubine Nian raised her eyebrows and looked at the flustered Zhen Huan, and said every word.

Concubine Nian hated Zhen Huan so much that her hatred was even higher than before. Thinking of the emperor's indifference and his reduced status in the past few months, her words became particularly harsh.

Looking at the slap marks on Zhen Huan's face, she wished that Mr. Fucha could hit him a few more times. She said that Mr. Fucha's strength was still too weak.

"Please make the decision for me, my concubine. I and Wen Yi are really innocent, and they are lucky enough to be protected by your concubine, but as soon as Mr. Zhen comes..." Cao Guiren cried to Concubine Nian, and his words were unclear.

Although Cao Guiren had many ideas, he still had to look at her at the critical moment. He walked up to Zhen Huan and slapped her a few more times.

"Gui Cao is weak. I cannot sit idly by and do nothing. These slaps are for Cao Gui and Princess Wen Yi."

After Concubine Nian had finished venting her anger, Lingrong reminded her, "The Queen is coming soon. What if the Queen knocks Mr. Zhen unconscious?"

She is not as brainless as before, "Songzhi, please invite the imperial doctor from the imperial hospital. Make sure Zhen Gui is in good health. Don't faint while asking questions."

Zhen Huan was very embarrassed, but she didn't dare to resist. Concubine Nian was much stronger than the noble Fu Cha, and the scars on her face were not healed, and seemed to have been opened again.

She didn't hate why she went to intimidate Cao Guiren and Fucha Guiren. She just hated the concubine for being nosy, so she turned around and persuaded Fucha Guiren to come back and told the queen.

What's wrong with her? It was obviously the rich charioteer who punished her first, and the nobleman Cao who framed her repeatedly, but she just threatened her with a few words.