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

It was the end of the year, and everyone in the palace was feeling happy. Even the Ministry of Internal Affairs remembered that someone from Chuxiu Palace had promised to send many things. The reward was not much, but it was enough for everyone in the Yilan Palace to have a good year.

Lingrong looked at the snowy scene outside the window. It had been snowing for several days. Ziling put a cloak on Lingrong, "In such a cold day, my little master didn't even remember to give himself an extra cloak."

"The hand-warming pot Baoque just gave me, why don't you go with Baoque and the others?" Ziling skillfully felt Lingrong's pulse at the side.

"Bao Que and the others are still young and naturally want to play, but I have important things to do." Ziling looked a little better, "My master is already in good health, so he should take less medicine."

Lingrong felt the changes in his body. It was indeed much better than the days when he entered the palace. He used to be weak from the inside out, but now his body is not as it seems on the surface. Lingrong responded lightly, "Leave the matter of medicine to me." Just be responsible. I mixed some incense a few days ago, and this is a new one. You put it on the box next to me, and before you leave, take a spoonful and put it in the furnace."

Ever since he learned Ling Rong's perfume-making skills, Bai Ling always mixed a few boxes of spices for himself. Bai Ling was also a lover of incense, so he made several small jars of incense based on Ling Rong's memory, and he also made a few bottles of incense. I couldn't help it, delving into it, even Xin Chang couldn't help but admire it when he smelled the fragrance in Lailingrong Palace.

"You go and invite Xin Changzai later. Just tell her that I have embroidered a new style and ask her to come and see. The red plums I asked Xiao Zhuozi to move have all bloomed. I'll let Mo Xiang pick some of them in two days." Thinking that this flower will eventually wither, maybe it can still smell the fragrance in the spring."

Ziling said: "I'm afraid the young master is confused. Today is the imperial family banquet. Xin Chang is going to the banquet. However, the young master is still ill and the Queen didn't send anyone to come."

Lingrong didn't expect the pleasant days to pass by so quickly, "Ziling, wait until tomorrow to find out what big event happened tonight."

Ziling put incense for Lingrong and left without asking.

The next morning, when Lingrong asked Ziling, Ziling just shook his head, "The emperor did not rest in the Queen's Palace yesterday, but slept alone in the Yangxin Hall." Then he said, "It seems that there is someone in Yimei Garden. The flower gardening maid was punished for disturbing the emperor's plum blossom viewing."

Lingrong thought that in the original world, the emperor favored Yu Ying'er on the day of the family banquet. It seems that this did not happen yesterday, and Yu Ying'er was punished instead. There is no such thing as Zhen Huan's words: "The wind is as clear as the will, and it is easy not to be destroyed." ", Yu Ying'er can't match Zhen Huan's favor.

It's clearing up after the snow, and the weather is gradually getting warmer. The maids in Yilan Pavilion are all young, and they always like to talk about new things in the palace. Although it is not new to Lingrong, listening to it can relieve boredom. Who is the emperor lucky to have today? Who is the most favored in the palace now? The precious magpie beside him couldn't bear the loneliness and said with a smile: "Last time, the young master promised the slave to go to the imperial garden to fly a kite. Now the young master is cured of his illness." , but you are not allowed to cheat."

Lingrong was listening energetically on the side, but she didn't expect Bao Que to draw the fire to her side. She smiled angrily and said: "Good Bao Que, please spare me and Ziling. It's just getting warmer now. If I go out, I'm afraid." I'm going to be sick again."

Bao Que thought for a while and thought that the weather was really not right. "It will get warmer next month. The little master sat aside and the servant came to show the kite to the little master, so that the little master would not be frozen and could see the kite." "

"Then as Baoque said, you have to dress me up well that day. I haven't left the Chuxiu Palace for a long time." Lingrong responded.

"Who doesn't know that my little mistress is the most beautiful, I'm afraid the emperor will like her after seeing her." Bao Que was naturally happy, and at the same time he was happy that her mistress was willing to walk out of the palace.

"I don't know who Bao Que learned his glib words from, and he's not shy when he says it."

Lingrong counted the days. He had been in this palace for almost half a year. Now it was time to fight. The palace was roughly divided into three factions, the queen's faction, the concubine Hua's faction, and the neutral faction represented by Wan Guiren. , it is not too late to enter now. If the illness continues, no one in the palace will remember An Lingrong.

That night, Lingrong called Ziling and said, "I guess there isn't much silver left in the warehouse. Go and ask Xiao Zhuozi if there are any eunuchs he knows well in Yangxin Palace, and if he can use some money to find out what the emperor usually does. When will you come to the Royal Garden?"

Ziling also heard the hidden meaning of Lingrong's words. Lingrong was willing to compete for favor and tested her: "My lord, is it too early to ask now?"

"Just follow Bao Que's words. Since you agreed, let's try our luck next month. It's not too late to inquire this month."