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

"Today, I heard from Ziling that Zhen Guiren is pregnant. I am really envious, even jealous, but...why has Zhen Guiren been pregnant several times, but I haven't heard anything yet."

Fang Lan hurriedly hissed, fearing that Ling Rong's next words would be to harm Zhen Huan. "Your Majesty, please don't talk nonsense. A noble person has his own blessing."

"Auntie, I won't. The emperor's child is in Zhen Guiren's belly. The emperor likes children. I won't harm Zhen Guizhen. I'm just too envious. That's all."

Well, the empress is really hopeless. Why not discuss with her how to harm Zhen Guiren? Is it too late to discuss it now?

"My dear, please stop crying. The Sixth Prince will be sad to see you when he comes back. Your Majesty will be heartbroken to see you." Aunt Fang Lan could only comfort her.

She is lucky to have this master. The emperor has given her many rewards. The empress is naturally generous and her mood is stable. She has never lost her temper in these years, but she always sheds more tears when it comes to the emperor.

"Auntie, you are right. Where is the medicine that Imperial Doctor Xu just prescribed, and where is Ziling? Let Ziling make me another bowl. Imperial Doctor Xu said that this medicine is the most nourishing to the body..." Lingrong hurriedly said Wiping the tears from his eyes, he said with a trembling voice.

"Didn't the imperial doctor say that the previous two times were just a fluke? Could it be that God would be merciful and give me a fluke... Is the Buddha statue that I asked the master to consecrate at home? Is it placed on the Buddhist altar?"

"Your Majesty, don't worry, I've already given it to the young master." Speaking of the unborn child, Fang Lan felt guilty. She really didn't realize that her Majesty had a child, and she was harmed by the Queen in such a confused way.

The emperor could only look at the trembling figure of the person inside with his head lowered through a narrow slit. There were scattered cries, and he looked extremely fragile.

Reason told him that he was an emperor and should not repay such passionate love too much. He should not take a step into the palace. He should pretend not to see anything and turn around and leave.

But when I close my eyes and think about it, why bother? He has already responded to this love in the past, and Rong'er loves him even more. The source of everything is his response, and he is willing to take responsibility from the beginning to the end.

Besides, didn't all her sadness stem from him?

Rong'er's only reliance was on him, and her mother's family... let's not talk about it.

Rong'er's younger brother is even just a kid one year older than Sui Sui. He only hopes that he will be more successful after Sui Sui so that Rong'er will have less to worry about.

The door was opened with a creak. Fang Lan only focused on comforting Lingrong, thinking it was Ziling, "Why was the medicine brought out so quickly? Didn't you just drink a bowl in the morning? Take it out first."

The people outside said nothing, walked straight to the back of Ling Rong, and held her in their arms.

Aunt Fanglan looked up and saw that the Emperor was actually here. She was not a person without discernment and left in a hurry. She was still thinking in her mind, how much did the Emperor... listen to? Fortunately, she did not say out the impulsive words just now.

Lingrong realized that the emperor was coming, completely forgetting Fang Lan's words in his mind, and cried uncontrollably in the emperor's arms.

"Rong'er, Hongjing and Minghe are enough, that's enough...promise me, don't force yourself anymore." The emperor's embrace became tighter and tighter, the light was dappled, and Lingrong's cold, jade-like face felt particularly lonely.

Lingrong Nuonuo responded, "Don't drink it anymore. It's a poisonous medicine. I should feel bad."

He was really distressed. He was already in poor health. What would happen if he continued to drink? It's just because he was drunk that day and said some nonsense that Rong'er remembered in his heart.

The two hugged each other for a long time, and Ling Rong's mood slowly calmed down.

There was a knock on the door, "Who is it?!" The emperor said impatiently.

"Huang Ama, this is Hongjing. Hongjing has come to see Eniang. Eniang, come and see what Hongjing has brought."

The emperor calculated the time. What time was it? Could it be that Hong Jing didn't learn well? He followed the example of his third elder brother and skipped classes, and even came to disturb him and Rong'er when they were alone. This little bastard.

The emperor picked up the ruler on the side. This ruler was specially made by Lingrong from the Ministry of Internal Affairs because he was afraid that Hongjing would be naughty and unable to control his children. Unexpectedly, it has not been used at all over the years.

"Why are you back now?" If Hongjing hadn't seen the ruler in the emperor's hand, he would have thought that the emperor was caring about him, but it seems that he came at the wrong time...

Seeing the mausoleum falling into the emperor's arms with tears streaming down her face, and the affection in her eyes, no wonder the emperor was so angry.

"Your Majesty, put down the ruler. The child should be scared. Hongjing is thinking about his mother. You don't know that Hongjing not only wants to study, but also practices martial arts. Hmm, there are people with bad intentions who want Hongjing's martial arts master to extend his martial arts training. It's time." Lingrong advised the emperor softly.

"My son, I want to... my mother. Today, the master said that I am serious about studying, so I asked my son to come back earlier."

Hong Jing especially enjoyed the tenderness of this moment. From the last time he could remember, the woman's eyes had unclear meaning. Thinking about it carefully, he was too stupid to see the calculation at all, and thought everything was for his own good.

Holding back his nausea, he coaxed him into going to the battlefield.

In this life, his mother... was really wonderful.

It was so good... He couldn't believe it and thought it was a dream.

How could he not love an E Niang who always protected him, cared about him, and paved the way for him.

From the time he could speak, he would pester his grandma to talk about the emperor's past. She took it as a sign of admiration and told him everything she knew and what had been spread.

Before I heard it, I just thought he was an ordinary emperor. After hearing it, it was not easy for Jiulong to become the winner. A few years ago, it was completely dealt with by Yunxu and Yunxu.

After entering the Chancellor's Office and getting a preliminary understanding of the world, I realized that this emperor was really capable of thunder, but he was too tired. He was dealing with political affairs every day instead of criticizing papers.

Just a little bit, he was really suspicious, so he had to put his tail between his legs and put on a little disguise. The emperor was very helpful and was willing to play the role of a loving father and a filial son with him.

Especially when he showed that he was more interested in riding and shooting kung fu, the emperor was even more delighted, and even competed with the martial arts master to teach him.

"Study seriously..." The emperor thought for a moment, he could not let go of Hong Jing who had ruined his affairs so easily, "come and tell me what the master taught me today."

Hongjing was not afraid of the emperor, so he plucked up the courage to memorize the master's words word for word. After saying this, he handed the cake in his hand to Lingrong.

The emperor also didn't expect Hongjing's memory to be so good. He turned around and picked up the thorn and asked what it meant.

"Huang Ama, Master Cai said that the meaning of it will be told to Erchen tomorrow. If you don't believe it, ask Eunuch Su to ask Master Cai, Huang Ama, this is the osmanthus cake that Erchen personally made for E Niang. Do you want it?" Have a taste." Hongjing handed the plate to the emperor.

The emperor couldn't help laughing when he heard Hongjing's bold childlike words.

"Your mother-in-law likes sweets. It's rare to see such filial piety from you." The emperor took a bite and it was very sweet. Lingrong especially liked such sweet cakes.

"Hongjing, let E Niang take a look at your hand and see if it's hurt anywhere." Lingrong took Hongjing's hand and looked at it carefully, a little nervous, for fear of being hurt somewhere, acting like a loving mother.

The emperor looked at Ling Rong, who doted on his child, and sighed quietly. It seemed that he was going to be a strict father, and they couldn't both spoil their children.

"Your mother is tired, let her rest, and I will tell you the meaning of the article." Hongjing looked at the situation in front of him, resisted the urge to laugh, and responded honestly.