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

After Ziling heard this, she waited on Lingrong to wash up, take off her clothes, then closed the door and left.

"Tong'er, can you help me retrieve the emperor's itinerary for next month?" Bai Ling didn't know if Xiao Zhuozi was reliable, so he could only ask the system at the critical moment.

"It can be retrieved. It is usually most accurate within five days. However, temporary itineraries cannot be detected. If Liao Ling needs it, I can provide it, but you need to pay soul points." The system replied.

"Soul point?" Bai Ling asked.

"In layman's terms, the soul points given by the original owner are deducted as the energy consumption for activating the jade pendant."

"I understand, how much does it take to deduct?"

"It's not much, just one percent given by the original owner of the world. However, since this golden finger violates the world's standards, the host is asked to reduce the number of times it is used and must not create dependence." The system reminded.

"Tong'er, it's not like you don't know my temperament. You can use it as much as possible. But now that I don't have any connections, it's hard to even find out the news. Just help me pay attention to the day when the emperor comes to the imperial garden." Bai Liao Frowning.

"Just leave this matter to me, don't worry." After the system finished speaking, it fell into a deep sleep.

The grass is growing and the orioles are flying, and the spring wind is also bringing warmth. In the Yilan Pavilion, Ziling is dressing Lingrong, "Where is the precious magpie? She is nowhere to be seen today."

"She has good information. I heard Xiao Zhuozi say in the morning that he was going to fly a kite today, so he went to the house early to pick out some good-looking designs."

Ziling smiled and kept moving her hands, "I heard from Xiao Zhuozi that one of his fellow villagers was transferred to the Yangxin Hall on duty. Although he was just a handyman eunuch, he knew a little bit about it, but he didn't know his whereabouts. I’m not sure, I just said you can try Shen Shi to try your luck.”

"Then just follow his words and try your luck today." Lingrong thought to himself that the eunuch was indeed right. According to the itinerary provided by the system, it will be correct the day after tomorrow. Going there the day after tomorrow is too deliberate. Why not take these little girls outside to get some fresh air first.

As expected, we didn't meet the emperor this time. Lingrong was sitting in the pavilion. Watching the magpie flying a kite in front of Lingrong, Xiao Zhuozi said, "My lord, are you uncomfortable sitting in this chair?"

"It's a bit." Mo Xiang brought a soft cushion, but it was a bit tiring to sit for a long time. Although Lingrong pretended to be sick with his weak golden finger, he still didn't recover after pretending for a long time.

"This Imperial Garden is also close to Chuxiu Palace. This is a remote place. It will not disturb the mistress of the other palace. Next time, I will bring a chair and table to the young master in advance to ensure that the young master can sit comfortably. ."

On the third day, Lingrong still took the palace servants to the Imperial Garden. This time, he was fully prepared. Xiao Zhuozi brought a chair specially in advance. The weather gradually got warmer, but Lingrong still couldn't resist Ziling, so he put on a white dress. The cloak only revealed the delicate and pale face of the mausoleum.

Lingrong sat on the chair. Xiao Zhuozi chose a perfect position. There were several pear trees planted next to it. When the wind blew by, they scattered and spread, and the quiet and sweet fragrance hit her face. Ziling went to pick some pear flowers and held them in her hands. He handed it to Lingrong.

Lingrong never stopped looking at the kite that Bao Que had been flying for a long time, "Mo Xiang, go back to the palace and bring a pot of tea. Don't be thirsty for Bao Que."

The emperor happened to have finished approving the memorial today and was still worried about Concubine Hua and Meizhuang. Then he looked at the sky and pointed: "Su Peisheng, look at this kite."

"It must have been some mistress who flew the kite." Su Peisheng couldn't figure out what the emperor was thinking, "Does the emperor want to go and see it?"

The emperor waved his hand and signaled the other attendants to step back, "Let's go and see with me, go to a higher place to see."

"Hey." Su Peisheng accompanied the emperor to the pavilion closest to the kite, but the kite flyer was too far away. Even though he was familiar with the road in the imperial garden, he walked for a while.

"Host, the emperor is coming, I'm a little excited." The system that had been silent for a long time suddenly popped up.

Lingrong felt very calm in his heart. He had seen the emperor before when he went down the mountain. He only had two eyes and a nose, which just added a bit of nobility. "I know, don't get excited yet." Lingrong muttered in his heart.

"Bao Que, fly it higher, the kite will fall soon." Lingrong said towards the distance.

The emperor standing on the pavilion suddenly became stunned and was silent for a moment. He heard Lingrong's voice. When the emperor came to his senses, Su Peisheng asked tentatively: "Your Majesty, do you want this young master to pick you up? I am here in the palace." Haven’t you seen this little master yet?”

The emperor shook his head after listening to Su Peisheng's words, "It's Rou who agreed, and I came up with this title. The queen was ill a few months ago, but she didn't expect her illness to last so long."

The weather has warmed up, but Ling Rong is still wearing a cloak and watching the little palace maid flying a kite. She looks like she has just recovered from a serious illness. She didn't see her face during the audition, but now her whole face is reflected. She is a beautiful woman with beautiful skin. Ruo Ningzhi, pear blossoms fall on the face from time to time. Comparing the two, it seems that pear blossoms are petty and petty. It can be said that people are more delicate than flowers.

"My master, you are here too. This slave has flown the kite." Bao Que handed the spool to Lingrong. Lingrong thought the cloak was in the way, so he took off his cloak, stood up, and focused on flying the kite.

He did not forget to say to Bao Que: "You are sweating profusely. You must be very thirsty. I asked Mo Xiang to go back to Yilan Pavilion to bring you tea."