The Return of An Lingrong in Legend of Zhen Huan

At this time, An Lingrong just pushed the door open, and Jiang Shen followed behind An Lingrong.

"Your humble servant greets His Majesty and Concubine Ning."

"Get up."

"Yes, thank you, Your Majesty." Then Jiang Shen stepped forward to feel the emperor's pulse.

After a while, the emperor opened his eyes and said, "My Lord, is my time of death approaching?"

Jiang Shen pondered for a moment: "Your Majesty just needs to take good care of your illness, and there is no need to worry about the rest. Besides, I see that Your Majesty is looking much better."

At this time, An Lingrong noticed that the emperor did not take the medicine, so she stepped forward and picked up the medicine placed next to him. Jiang Shen also tactfully put away the things, stepped back a few steps and walked out.

"Why didn't Your Majesty drink the medicine? Instead, he drank the ginseng soup first. Come, let me feed you." An Lingrong scooped up a spoonful of medicine, blew on it, and handed it to the emperor's mouth, and the emperor opened his mouth and drank it.

After drinking a bowl of medicine, An Lingrong wiped the corners of the emperor's mouth with a handkerchief.

The emperor had just finished drinking the medicine when he heard the concubines crying outside: "Are my concubines crying? They also know that I will not live long."

Before the emperor died, An Lingrong had always maintained a gentle and virtuous appearance, so An Lingrong covered her face with a handkerchief and said: "Your Majesty, please don't say that. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. With the blessing of God, he will definitely be healthy. You are the God for us women."

The emperor chuckled and said, "When our children grow up, they can also protect their mother."

"But what I want most is for the Emperor to protect me."

"I wanted to make you the queen, but the court officials objected, saying that the Qing Dynasty has never had a Han Chinese queen. When our son succeeds to the throne, he will definitely make you the queen. By then, you will still be the first Han Chinese queen in the Qing Dynasty."

"Everything I have was given by the Emperor. If the Emperor does not persevere, every day of my life will be like being roasted on a fire rack, extremely painful."

The emperor stretched out his hand with great effort, and An Lingrong understood what he meant and lowered her head slightly.

The emperor touched An Lingrong's head, then lowered his hand: "I remember the past, when you were pregnant, the child made you very upset, you lay on my lap with your hair loose, at that time, the years were peaceful, and not long after, our three children were born."

"Yes, in the blink of an eye, the children have grown up so much, even Huaiqin is eight years old."

"Those three children are eleven years old. I am just worried that if I am gone, Huaiqin will forget me soon?" As the emperor said this, he suddenly felt infinite sadness in his heart, but years of habit prevented him from shedding tears.

"The Emperor is Huaiqin's father. No child will forget his father."

"But Huaiqin is still young. She is only eight years old. I asked the painter to draw many portraits of me. I even took our children to draw together. But no matter how I look at it, I feel that she doesn't look like me."

“The most authentic portrait in the world is not what the painter paints, but what is in the hearts of children and in the hearts of my concubines.”

"Rong'er, you have to be well in the future. Our child will be your support."

Seeing that the emperor was becoming sad, An Lingrong secretly pinched her thigh hard, causing her eyes to turn red as well.

Then, An Lingrong slowly lay on the emperor's lap: "Silang."

"Rong'er. You are the only one who truly treats me. You are the best. I have left a secret decree. No matter what happens to the other princesses, our Wen Shu and Huai Qin will definitely stay in the capital."

"Rong'er, thank you, Silang."

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