An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

Chapter 485 Finale

This kind of thing, which is good for everyone, is not good for the emperor. He collapsed on the bed, staring at Lingrong and Hongzhou with eyes as sharp as knives.

"This is how you two, mother and son, avenge me."

"Your Majesty, he is your brother after all, how can this be considered revenge?" Ling Rong was puzzled. "Hong Zhou and I have seriously considered it, but we have not made a final decision, so we came to Your Majesty to ask for your opinion."

"My opinion is that I disagree."

The emperor was furious when he heard that the throne would fall to the Fourteenth Prince. He wished he could stand up immediately and slap Hong Zhou in the face to wake him up.

“Since the emperor disagrees with this matter, let’s continue to discuss it carefully.

Your Majesty, please do not harm your health because of this. It is already difficult for Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang to take care of him. If his condition becomes more serious, they will not know what to do.

Later, I will send Doctor He over to take your pulse and prescribe some new medicine for you.

As for the affairs of the previous dynasty, Hong Zhou will surely be able to handle them, so Your Majesty can just let go."

"Let go? If I really let go, you two will only cause chaos in the government and hand over the country to others."

The emperor couldn't get up and could only pound the couch in anger. Hong Zhou couldn't help but sneer at his mad look.

He was a person of eccentric character, so Lingrong did not find this behavior strange, but the emperor felt a chill on his back. He stared at Hong Zhou, "Why, are you really going to give the throne to the Fourteenth?"

"Father Emperor, your body is no longer strong enough to support you to continue to sit on the throne, so it is the most correct choice for me to find a more suitable person to take the throne.

Fourteenth Uncle is your biological brother. Handing over all political affairs to him will not cause chaos in the court.

If Uncle Thirteen had not passed away, I would have wanted to give the throne to Uncle Thirteen."

Hong Zhou was determined not to change his mind. Seeing that the emperor did not give in, he stood up angrily, leaving only a message saying, "Father, take good care of yourself."

Lingrong glanced at the emperor, asked Su Peisheng to take good care of him, and followed him out.

The two of them returned to the main hall of the Cining Palace together. As soon as they sat down, they both smiled and took a sip of tea.

"The Emperor dared to say that he would abdicate the throne to the Fourteenth Master. This really... made your Royal Father angry."

"Isn't this exactly what the Empress Dowager wants to see?" Hong Zhou didn't care. He didn't like Lingrong's tea, so he took a sip and threw it away. "The Emperor is particularly concerned about the throne and hates Fourteenth Uncle. When he heard that his son was going to make such a decision, he would naturally torture him day and night.

The Empress Dowager originally wanted to make the Emperor suffer, and now this result should be in line with her wishes."

"It was just a temporary torment. It's nothing compared to what he did to us, mother and son."

Lingrong naturally had no idea of ​​asking Hongzhou to give up the throne. After all, she had just taken the position of empress dowager and did not want to give it away.

"I do not have much affection for you, Your Majesty, but please do not go too far and make it difficult for me."

"Don't worry, no one will spread these things. As for Zhen Huan, Shen Meizhuang and others, they will not spread any rumors and will only keep these secrets tightly."

Hong Zhou just nodded. He paused for a moment and finally said what he was thinking, "Madam, I really don't want to sit on the throne."

Lingrong had never thought that Hongzhou was still saying such things until now, and that the words he mentioned from time to time were actually true.

"Why do you think so? There is no fighting in the world right now. You don't have to worry about the frontline every day. This is a rare good time."

"I have never been particularly interested in the throne. For me, being the emperor is not as enjoyable as being a free and easy prince in my own mansion. I can ignore everything going on outside and just do what I like best.

But once he became the emperor, he was lectured day and night, and his life was not going well, so his mood was not high.

Going to court every day is like being tortured. For me, such days are nothing but torture."

"You've gone too far," Ling Rong put down the teacup and interrupted Hong Zhou's absurd words. "You and my mother are the only ones here. It's fine if you say such absurd things, but if they get to the ears of the ministers of the previous dynasty, the threshold of your Yangxin Palace will probably be trampled down in three to five days."

Hong Zhou just sighed, and after a moment he smiled again, "Don't worry, Madam Empress, I will be selecting ladies in a few days, and all the beautiful women in the world will come to the Forbidden City. How can I bear to give up the throne?

It is nothing more than using words to threaten the Emperor's father, and telling the Emperor's mother about it as a joke."

"It's best to think this way. If you really want to leave the world, I can't stop you.

But I still hope that you can make all preparations, and the candidate for the throne must be selected in advance.

Fourteenth Master can't do that, and Seventeenth Master can't do that either, do you understand?"

"Your son...understands."

Hong Zhou had no reason to refuse except to nod. Although he was a pleasure seeker, he had to accept his fate and remain the emperor for the time being, waiting for Youning or Hongyu to grow up, and then give up the throne.

Seeing that Hong Zhou agreed, Ling Rong didn't say much. She reminded Hong Zhou to be careful of Qingying of the Ulanara clan. She used to have a very close relationship with Hongli, so it would be a good idea to be a little careful.

Hong Zhou didn't like Qing Ying very much, and he usually went to Fu Cha Lang Ya's place when he entered the harem. However, their personalities were very different, so they were only close on the surface.

Lingrong is already the empress dowager, so she naturally doesn't care about these things. She now has only two things to do, one is to find a suitable husband for Youning as soon as possible, and the other is to send the emperor to the underworld as soon as possible.

The former is still a long way off, and Lingrong is choosing slowly. She is picky about appearance and character, fearing that Youning will meet someone like her royal father.

As for the latter, Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang are enough. No matter how they pretend to be mysterious, Ling Rong will let them do it.

However, they never expected that their behavior would become so radical that they planned to turn the emperor into a eunuch so that he could also taste the pain.

Prince Guo agreed. After all, as a man, not only would he not be able to enjoy the pleasure of love in the future, but he would also not be able to have children with his beloved woman. Just thinking about such a future tortured Prince Guo.

But such a big thing cannot be done openly. After all, Zhen Huan and the other four people do not know any medical skills. If they really cut the emperor with a knife, I am afraid the emperor would die from excessive blood loss, and it would be a waste for him.

Lingrong and Zhaoshui laughed when they heard this, but the death of the retired emperor was no small matter. If his body was damaged, no one in the Cining Palace would be able to escape.

Therefore, Lingrong had to stop Zhen Huan and tell them to give up their inappropriate thoughts.

"Some things can be done, and some things cannot be done. If you want to be buried with the emperor, I can agree to it.

But if you want to implicate me, you can only kneel down and beg me to give you a quick death."

Ling Rong scolded a few people, then walked around the screen to look at the emperor lying on the couch. She did not sit down, but just looked at the humiliation and anger on the emperor's face with a cold face.

The birdsong outside the window is still so annoying, as if I had been given the title of Oriole Consort and was hiding in the Yanx Palace with my ears covered.

However, the emperor was obviously angered by the words of those four people. He had no good face when he saw Lingrong. He snorted coldly and turned his head away.

"Why is the emperor acting like a little girl?" Ling Rong was amused and laughed. She lowered her hand and touched the emperor's face with the beads in her hand. "I'm afraid you have been raised in the deep palace for too long and have forgotten the word dignity."

The emperor just said nothing, but his eyes were wide open, watching Lingrong doing the same actions he had done to her.

Ling Rong finally sat down, and she called Zhen Huan in, "Zhen and Shen and others planned to harm the emperor's body, causing him to feel palpitations and discomfort.

For such a crime, it is right to chop off your head.

But the emperor is ill and needs treatment, so I will spare your life for now.

Zhen Huan, since you were the one who started this matter, you should go to the Imperial Hospital and invite Imperial Doctor He.

As a punishment, you will kowtow from the Cining Palace to the Imperial Hospital. Now that the sky is overcast and the sun is not shining, it should not be difficult."

Zhen Huan restrained her smile. She looked up at Ling Rong, but her nails dug deeply into the flesh. After a long while, she finally said, "I understand."

"That's good to know. Then go ahead. It's not a snowy day, so you won't be in too much pain."

Zhen Huan stood up. Her voice was hoarse, but now it was even tighter than silk. The moment she opened her mouth, it made a tearing sound. "It's such an old story. It's hard for the Queen Mother to remember it so clearly."

"I have no other merits except that I have a very good memory. The pear blossoms in Chengqian Palace are as white as snow. I really should let you see them."

Zhen Huan did not answer. She knelt down again and actually kowtowed as she left the Cining Palace.

Prince Guo watched Zhen Huan walk by, bowing her head with every step, his face showing an expression of anger and regret, but he could only watch his Huan'er suffer such humiliation, and there was nothing he could do except clench his fists tightly.

Ling Rong drove everyone else out, and only then was she in the mood to have some private conversation with the Emperor.

"Your Majesty, do you remember how our first child left?"

Ling Rong didn't care whether the emperor answered or not, she just kept talking to herself, "Now that your beloved concubine is being punished, how does the emperor feel?

Do you remember the words "If you understand the meaning of the headwind, don't let it be destroyed easily" or do you remember the words "Except for the Wushan Mountains, there are no clouds"?

Will this make you feel pity for Zhen Huan again and want her to be buried with you?

If this is true, I will satisfy you and let her take on the title of Queen Chunyuan and be buried in the same coffin with you, so that we can be entangled together for the rest of our lives."

"You vicious woman!" The emperor finally spoke, and he angrily scolded Ling Rong, "Come here, drag this vicious woman away and beat her to death, come here!"

The emperor's shouting was of course useless. Lingrong was annoyed and stuffed the bitter almonds she had brought into the emperor's mouth one by one.

The emperor was reluctant to swallow, but Ling Rong blocked his mouth, so he had no choice but to swallow them one by one.

Finally, she no longer had to taste this taste, Lingrong smiled happily. The emperor's eyes opened wide, and his unwillingness and hatred were very similar to hers.

Ling Rong paused and put one into his mouth. Stimulated by the bitter taste, she immediately woke up from her indulgence and stuffed more bitter almonds into the emperor's mouth.

The teeth under the hand were forced to chew, and the bitter almond crumbs were swallowed bit by bit.

The effect of bitter almonds was not that fast, but the emperor's movements were obviously much slower. His eyes were straight and he even called out "Rong'er" in a daze.

"Rong'er, Rong'er..."

Lingrong didn't know why the emperor called her name at this time. She kept moving her hands and finally counted out sixty bitter almonds and fed them to the emperor.

Ling Rong casually threw the remaining bitter almonds on the table. She listened to the emperor's repeated calls of "Rong'er" and suddenly began to sing a song, "Lotus can be picked in the south of the Yangtze River. The lotus leaves are so lush and green. Fish are playing among the lotus leaves..."

As Lingrong sang, the emperor slowly closed his eyes. He was still breathing, but his body felt like it was in a boat. The most painful moment had not yet arrived.

When Zhen Huan came back after bowing her head, Ling Rong had already left the emperor's bedroom.

She brought He Anming in with her, only to see that the emperor's face had turned cherry red and his breathing was rapid as if his neck was being strangled.

Almost instantly, Zhen Huan knew that she was being framed. She felt very happy, but did not want to be sentenced to death for this, so she hurriedly called He Anming and asked him to diagnose the emperor.

Seeing the emperor in this state, He Anming could save him, but he couldn't really do it. He symbolically felt the emperor's pulse in front of the bed and said, "This is bitter almond poison. I need to boil some emetic medicine. Miss Zhen, please wait a moment."

Without waiting for Zhen Huan to ask more questions, He Anming left with the medicine box. Then Prince Guo, Zhen Yurao and Shen Meizhuang came in together and asked about Zhen Huan's condition.

As soon as the three of them entered the room, the door was locked with a click. Prince Guo immediately went forward and knocked on the door, but no one responded.

The sky was covered with dark clouds and thunder rumbled. When the emperor stopped breathing, heavy rain finally fell, as if to wash away the sins of the entire Forbidden City.

Until midnight, the door was still closed. The four people were a little tired. They sat or stood in the emperor's bedroom, thinking about their own fate.

Su Peisheng came over with a lantern in hand. The rain outside was still going on. "The emperor left poisoned wine in the house. The four of you can look for it and drink it.

However, the Supreme Emperor was kind and agreed to leave one person behind to collect the bodies, and he also issued an order to release that person from the palace.

This is all I have to say, everyone please... take care of yourselves."

Su Peisheng's voice gradually faded away. It was raining heavily outside the window. Several people looked at each other. It was Zhen Huan who found the poisoned wine first and called everyone to the table.

Ling Rong had no idea how the people would choose. When Su Peisheng came over to answer her, she had already fallen asleep in the sound of rain.

The next morning, when Ling Rong woke up, she heard the news that the emperor had passed away.

Su Peisheng knelt beside Ling Rong and said in a trembling voice that Zhen Huan and the other four had not drunk the poisoned wine.

Ling Rong was unmoved. She asked Zhaoshui to pour a cup of tea and gave it to Su Peisheng. "This cup is for Shen Meizhuang. Her father is still in office. It would be bad to ask her to die.

Let her drink this tea and return to the cold palace."

Su Peisheng finally knew what to do, and hurriedly got up to deal with it. By the time Ling Rong had finished her makeup and arrived at the emperor's bedroom, she saw Shen Meiyu being dragged away.

There was a sound of something falling in the room, causing Shen Meizhuang to cry and look back.

At this time, the dark clouds had dispersed and the sun rose from the east. The dazzling sunlight burned her eyes, making Ling Rong dare not look directly at it.

"Why, why do you want them to die? And why do you want me to live alone!"

The wind blew through the corridor, and the scent of flowers lingered around Lingrong's nose. She looked at Hong Zhou and You Ning who had come running after hearing the news, and said, "Nothing else, just because I'm happy."

(End of the article)