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

Bao Que sent people to clean the Buddhist hall in the side hall, and imitated the Queen's Palace. Melons and fruits were placed on the Buddhist hall, not only to worship the Three Jewels Buddha, but also to prevent the smell of powder from contaminating the purity of the Buddhist hall.

"My father-in-law is a rare visitor." When Ziling went to the main hall to get things for Lingrong, she saw Xiaoxiazi drinking tea.

"Don't dare, sister Ziling. The emperor will come to the palace for dinner later, so you, my young master, can prepare to pick him up. Since the message has been brought, I will leave first." Xiaoxiazi put down the cup, exchanged a few words and explained. Come and leave immediately.

When Ziling went to the Buddhist hall to look for the mausoleum, she saw the mausoleum dressed in a simple and elegant flag dress, kneeling devoutly in front of the Buddha statue, with her hands clasped together, her eyes closed and silently reciting scriptures, and he hesitated outside.

"Come in." Lingrong said slowly.

Ziling: "My lord, Xiaoxiazi has just arrived. He said that the emperor will come to my lord for dinner in a while."

Ling Rong: "Let the imperial dining room prepare it. There will be less meat and fish today. The child is making a lot of fuss, so I'm afraid something will happen. Go down first. When the emperor comes, invite him to the side hall."

Then he closed his eyes and continued to worship the Buddha with concentration.

Until there was a slight movement behind them, Ziling ordered the palace people not to approach the side hall. Ziling and Bao Que walked briskly, and it was definitely not them. It was obvious who it was.

"The Medicine God Buddha listens to the words of all things with compassion. I dare not ask for anything, but I only wish my parents to be healthy and prosperous."

After saying the last few words, he immediately opened his eyes and fell down beside the emperor's legs. Lingrong's snow-white skin was slightly cool and he became thinner, "Siro." The sudden disbelief in Lingrong's eyes reflected the innocence and purity. of dependence.

The emperor liked to put on a sensational drama with her, and said with concern, "Why is Rou'er so thin? I've asked the imperial doctor to come and take a look."

Lingrong called out in a trembling voice, "Worrying Shiro. I received a letter from home a few days ago, and my father was sent to escort the silver grain. I knew very well that my father could only dance, write, and show off his talents, so she worried about her father every day. If you don't do it well, you will make the emperor unhappy." Lingrong said with deep affection, looking at the emperor with red eyes.

The emperor thought that his subordinates were used to flattery. Seeing that Lingrong was favored in the harem, he foolishly sent a civil servant to escort the silver grain. He was also a county magistrate. "After finishing this matter, I will ask An Bihuai to come to the capital and arrange a casual position for him." The emperor gently stroked Lingrong's back, his eyes full of pity.

An Bihuai was originally a county magistrate. If nothing unexpected happened, he would have been the magistrate of Songyang County for the rest of his life. Unexpectedly, Lingrong casually said that the emperor would transfer him to the capital.

Such a good blessing, but An's father was afraid that he would die to enjoy it. Lingrong refused, "I accepted Silang's relief to my concubine, not to mention the criticism from the court after he was transferred from his father. My father is Songyang County After working hard for more than ten years, I’m afraid I can’t let go of Songyang County.”

The emperor was startled. He didn't expect Lingrong to say such a thing. If any concubine heard that her father was transferred to the capital, she would probably go crazy with joy. She would have knelt down to thank him. Unexpectedly, Lingrong not only refused, but also considered everything for him. It seemed that those clear and innocent eyes only contained him, and the emperor felt a rare warmth in his heart.

"Rou'er understands the righteousness well, but it's my fault for thinking." The emperor helped the mausoleum up, with a hint of pity on his face, "The floor of the Buddhist hall is cold, and you are still ill. Go to the main hall and have a few hot meals."

A smile appeared again on Lingrong's slightly pale face, and her eyes as clear as lake water shone with a seductive luster, "It all depends on Shiro."

Perhaps Lingrong had been worshiping Buddha for a long time, and his legs and feet were a little numb, making it difficult to get up. Seeing Lingrong struggling, the emperor picked up Lingrong in his arms. Lingrong was flattered and exclaimed, "Silang."

Lingrong did not struggle, but obeyed and relied on the emperor, so that the emperor could feel Lingrong's burning heart for him. As soon as he came out of the Buddhist hall, all the eunuchs and maids in the hall knelt down to pay their respects, not daring to look directly at the sky.

"Silang, look, you scared them all." Lingrong leaned against the emperor's ear and said with a sweet smile.

"Rou'er is naughty." The emperor whispered, and the red clouds climbed up Lingrong's cheeks, "Silang, don't talk!" Lingrong buried her head in the emperor's arms.

Until the emperor in the main hall let Lingrong sit on the couch, "Silang teased the concubine." The blush on Lingrong's cheeks spread to the roots of his ears.

The emperor asked with great interest, "How did I tease Rou'er? Rou'er must tell me carefully, otherwise I won't recognize this."

"Shiro, you know that it's still daytime... and you treat this concubine like this. It's so unruly. Moreover, we agreed that these words are only for the two of us. How could Shiro..." Before he could finish his words, , Lingrong covered his face with a handkerchief.

"I didn't expect Rou'er to be an old-fashioned person, but I don't know who kept pestering me the past few nights and wouldn't even let me go when I got up in the morning." When the emperor said this, Lingrong wanted to dig a place even more. Bury yourself.

"Okay, okay, come and have a meal. I see you have lost so much weight. Eat more supplements. Why are they all vegetarian?" The emperor glanced around and looked at the tofu slice soup. "Why are you even eating soup?" Not a bit fishy. ”

"Silang, it's too hot, and I can't eat anything with meat and fish on it. I even prepared some dishes specially for Shiro." Lingrong pointed to the dishes on the table.

"Squeamish." The emperor picked up the bowl, left this sentence, gave Ling Rong something, and started eating himself.