An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

In Fengle Pavilion, the emperor occupied Lingrong's reclining chair and sat under the corridor, enjoying the warm breeze brought by the windmill.

He didn't allow anyone else to come in and serve him, so Ling Rong had to stand by and fan him, and her legs felt a little sore from standing.

After an unknown amount of time, the emperor finally had enough of the breeze. He raised his hand, and Ling Rong handed him the ice drink that she had prepared. As if comforted by the patient service, the emperor's serious face finally showed a bit of tenderness.

He put down the teacup and whispered, "Rong'er, come here."

When Lingrong heard the emperor's call, she immediately put down the fan in her hand and walked over slowly.

Seeing that the emperor was still sitting on the reclining chair, Ling Rong hesitated for only a moment, then simply sat on the ground, leaned on the emperor's legs, and looked up at him silently.

Ling Rong looked too gentle. The emperor touched her hair with his hand and spoke after a while, "I haven't seen you for many days. What did you do in Shuimu Mingse?"

"I embroidered some patterns in the palace and read some books I had never read before." Lingrong rubbed her cheek against the emperor's robe and spoke slowly with her eyes closed. "I also went to Bitong Academy to see Concubine Shen and wanted to invite her to go for a walk in the garden together."

"But Concubine Shen is busy with many things, copying books in the palace all day, and has no time to care about me. Well... I also sent some silver to mother through Bai Jin," Ling Rong suddenly opened her eyes, bit her lip and spoke carefully, "Is the emperor angry about this?"

"It's just some money, how can I be angry." Bai Jin is the emperor's man, so he knows Ling Rong's little tricks very well. "If you want to send money in the future, ask someone to go to the imperial court to find Su Peisheng to arrange it, so that others won't deduct money from you without your knowledge."

"Your Majesty, I thank you." Although she said thank you, Lingrong's body did not move at all. She was still wearing crotch soles on her feet, and it seemed that it would take a lot of effort for her to stand up and express her gratitude.

However, by handing money to my mother through Su Peisheng in the future, I can get away with it in front of the emperor, and I don't have to worry too much even if others hold it against me in the future.

The emperor just nodded lightly. He looked at Lingrong's profile, thinking of Zhen Huan and then Chun Yuan.

He lay back in his chair and slowly closed his eyes, "Rong'er, sing a song for me."

Lingrong knew that the emperor wanted to hear Queen Chunyuan's voice. She wanted to stand up and sing, but the emperor still had his hand on her head and refused to let go.

She could only clear her throat and sing softly in this position, "Ten years of life and death, I can't forget you without thinking about you..."

Lingrong deliberately chose this poem in order to arouse the emperor's deeper sorrow.

Su Shi wrote the lyrics to mourn his wife Wang Fu. When your Majesty listens to this song, will you feel sad for your original wife Chun Yuan, or will you be angry and resentful of the infidelity of your new favorite Zhen Huan?

I am very curious, who are you thinking of, Your Majesty?

"…I guess the place where my heart breaks every year is the short pine hill on a moonlit night."

When the song ended, Lingrong slowly stopped singing and just lay on the emperor's knees without saying a word.

The emperor sighed deeply. The sad and lonely lyrics made him sad. After Chun Yuan passed away, he found too many people who looked like her, but none of them was Chun Yuan.

I thought Zhen's appearance and personality were 70% similar to Chun Yuan's, but beneath her beautiful appearance was a dirty heart.

She punished concubines for losing their children with cruel methods, and she seduced young princes with a dissolute nature. Zhen did not possess even a single bit of Chun Yuan's kindness and loyalty.

Now when I think about the days when I doted on her, I just feel extremely disgusted.

The emperor had a strange expression on his face. When he thought of Zhen Huan, he seemed to feel his stomach churning. He quickly took a big gulp of water and felt much better.

"Why is Rong'er singing this mourning song? It expresses love but sadness. It doesn't fit the situation."

The hand on her head was finally removed. Ling Rong looked up at the emperor, her eyes misty, "I just sang this song because I felt that the emperor was in pain. If the emperor doesn't like it, I won't sing it again in the future."

The emperor knew that Lingrong sang this poem on purpose to remind him of Chunyuan. But her purpose should not be limited to this. What is this little girl planning?

"This poem is a commemoration of my deceased wife. You must know that."

Ling Rong nodded and admitted it easily, "Of course I knew it, but when I saw that the emperor was in a bad mood, I thought he was missing Queen Chunyuan, so I sang this song just now."

Lingrong knew that the emperor was beginning to become suspicious again. She asked the emperor to miss Queen Chunyuan more, simply to separate Zhen Huan from Chunyuan in his heart.

Anyway, in the emperor's heart, Chun Yuan is the most beautiful person in the world, so all I need to do is to ask the emperor to keep thinking of Queen Chun Yuan when Zhen Huan makes a mistake.

The more you miss her, the more you will feel that Zhen Huan is different from her. When Zhen Huan lost the trump card of Queen Chun Yuan, most of the threat was gone.

"It seems that I have misunderstood the emperor's intention," Ling Rong struggled to stand up and salute, but was unable to do so because of her posture. "I beg the emperor to forgive me."

The emperor hesitated for only a moment, then stood up and helped Ling Rong up. He brushed Ling Rong's messy hair and said, "It's not a big deal. I do miss Chun Yuan."

Ling Rong lowered her head, not daring to raise her head to let the emperor see the sarcastic smile on her face. She pretended to rub her eyes before raising her head, "Your Majesty, in fact, I am not just missing Queen Chunyuan."

The emperor knew what Lingrong was referring to. He had come to Shuimu Mingse because of that incident.

The two men sat down again. The emperor picked up the teacup and wanted to drink tea, but finally put it down heavily.

Lingrong poured herself half a cup of tea and moistened her dry throat. Seeing that the emperor was unwilling to speak, she had no choice but to start the conversation first.

"In fact, there is no affection between me and Lady Zhen, and Your Majesty is not afraid that I will deliberately slander her."

"you will not."

Just a few dry words again. Lingrong was really annoyed. Coaxing the Emperor, who was an older child, was much more tiring than scheming against Zhen Huan.

It was obvious that she was bothered by what happened between Zhen Huan and that young, romantic and handsome prince, and she wanted to find a concubine to vent her anger, but she was hesitant and unwilling to really speak out.

It's just that he knows in his heart that he, as he is getting old, can no longer compare to his seventeenth brother who is in his prime.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to worry. Zhen Ying is in Yongshou Palace. If Your Majesty wants to know the truth, just interrogate her in person.

I think that since Zhen Ying is well-read, he would not do anything that goes against human ethics."

The emperor's expression was still not good, and even though Lingrong coaxed him with soft words, it only eased a little.

"I really spoiled her in the past." The emperor held Ling Rong's hand, his eyes full of temptation, "Rong'er, do you know my seventeenth brother?"

"Of course I know. The emperor has told me this many times." Ling Rong didn't know why the emperor always compared him with Prince Guo. In her opinion, these two people were the same and there was only one Zhen Huan in their minds.

Oh, this stunning beauty is so lovable.

"However, I have never met Prince Guo. It was the Emperor who told me about it." The Emperor had tested me before, and now that the matter of Zhen Huan came out, it seemed like it would never end.

The emperor stopped talking in doubt. When he thought about Zhen Huan secretly having an affair with Prince Guo under his nose, he was so angry that he vomited blood. He wished he could just execute this bitch who had slapped him in the face.

But Prince Guo knelt down and begged, and swore that he had nothing to do with Zhen Huan. He was even willing to become a monk and live with the Buddha like his mother.

The emperor wanted to fulfill his wish, but he thought that he had just become emperor and killing his brothers would only make his throne unstable.

He could only swallow his anger and told Prince Guo to return to his Qingliang Terrace to reflect on his actions and not to enter the palace again without an imperial decree.

"What Rong'er said is true. Send someone back to interrogate Zhen Da Ying."

After the emperor finished his tea, he could no longer sit there, so he quickly walked out and left with his group.

Ling Rong adjusted her cuffs leisurely. How could she not know that the emperor might have to use the Jingqi nanny from the Ministry of Punishment to conduct the interrogation?

How much she doted on him in the past, how much she hates him now. I'm afraid Zhen Huan's future will not be easy.

It’s a pity that Zhen Huan can’t come out for the time being, so I can only be careful when dealing with everyone in the harem.

After sitting for a while, Lingrong confirmed that the emperor had returned to Wanfang Anhe before taking Xiaochizi and Zhaoshui to Tianran Tuhua.

This time, Concubine Jing was not busy. She was happily changing the water for her turtle and was not affected by Zhen Huan's matter at all.

"My sister is here," Jingpin put the turtle back into the pool. She wiped her hands with a plain towel and asked Lingrong to sit down. "From your appearance, you must be here for what Zhen promised."

"Sister, you are too smart." Ling Rong took the ice and snow cold Yuanzi from Hanzhu and immediately put one into her mouth. "Sister, the snacks here are really delicious. If Shuimu Mingse was not too far away, I would come here to eat a bowl every day."

"Sister, you can come anytime you want." Jingpin now has a rosy complexion and her makeup and appearance are not as old-fashioned as before. Instead, she looks more mature.

"Sister, you promised me, you can't go back on your word." The two of them are on good terms now, so Ling Rong is naturally more casual. "Sister, I went to Bitong Academy before, and heard someone nearby deliberately spreading rumors about Zhen Ying and Guo Junwang."

"My people heard it, too, but they haven't found out which palace it came from. I think it was a servant in the Old Summer Palace."

Ling Rong nodded and said meaningfully, "Sister, you should check the people in the palace carefully. After all, Tianran Painting is similar to Bitong Academy."

Jingpin also knew that the affair between Zhen Huan and Prince Guo was not just a trivial matter of jealousy among the women in the front and back palaces.

If there really was a traitor in his palace, I'm afraid the emperor would have to demote himself and take back the power to assist in managing the six palaces.

"Thank you for your reminder, sister. I was only concerned with investigating the troublemaker, but forgot to investigate the palace properly. This is not like my Xianfu Palace. Someone could be bribed at any time."

Jingpin called Hanzhu over and whispered a few instructions to her before she felt at ease chatting with Lingrong.

"I heard that the emperor went to my sister's place. I guess my sister has already appeased the emperor's anger."

Lingrong shook her head and said helplessly that she had no way to eliminate the emperor's anger.

"Sister also knows that I have a bad relationship with Zhen Da Ying, so how can I make excuses for her?"

"But my sister is not a person who would kick someone when he is down. Zhen Da Ying has reaped the fruits of her own actions. It is only a matter of time before her greed backfires." Jingpin spoke with a smile. She believed that her sister was a kind-hearted person, but she didn't know that all this was Ling Rong's disguise.

"In fact, I once thought that Zhen Da Ying was the most beautiful person."

Lingrong recalled the time when she had just been reborn. Although she had made up her mind not to be sisters with Zhen Huan anymore, she still felt that she was the good sister who helped her out of difficulties in her previous life.

"She caused me to lose my son, and then I began to discover another side of her. She would also take advantage of her pampering to vent her anger on innocent people.

She will also not be satisfied with the status quo and try every means to find a soulmate to satisfy her romantic fantasies. "

In two lifetimes, she and Zhen Huan both ended up with the same ending, becoming lifelong enemies and fighting to the death in the deep palace.

However, in this life, Zhen Huan was more unlucky. She was targeted early on and was directly demoted from Concubine Wan to Zhen Da Ying.

In her previous life, the affair between her and Prince Guo was not known to the emperor, but now she has already been branded as having had a secret relationship with him. It is really ridiculous.

"To be honest, sister, after she became a concubine, I felt that I was closer to her. I no longer felt that I was inferior to her because of my family background and status."

"My sister is very thoughtful. I don't know how much suffering she has to endure." Jingpin stirred the bowl of ice cold Yuanzi. "If you are wronged in the future, you might as well tell me. Don't let me, your elder sister, be in vain."

"If only I had met my sister earlier." Ling Rong suppressed the sadness in her heart. She blinked her eyes and held back the tears. "My sister, be careful. Zhen Da Ying has long fallen out of favor. If she is causing trouble again, I'm afraid it's aimed at Shen Mei Zhuang or my sister."

When Lingrong mentioned the need to pay attention to the palace maids, Jingpin had already thought of this. Now that the most favored concubine was suppressed, she, who had the power to assist in managing the six palaces, would be the next target.

In Jingpin's opinion, the person most likely to do these things was Huafei. After all, the Queen would rather see herself and Huafei compete on equal terms to avoid one person dominating.

"Sister, you have to be careful too. Apart from Concubine Hua, you are the most favored one right now. I am afraid that this storm will also involve you.

But Concubine Hua has always been direct in her approach. If she asks you to copy some scriptures, embroider some clothes, etc., just agree and don't argue with her."

Ling Rong agreed without hesitation. She deliberately took Xiao Chizi around the natural picture and actually recognized the tall girl.

It was not known whether Jingpin knew Huafei too well or Jingpin was a jinx, but Lingrong had just returned to Shuimu Mingse when she was called over by Huafei again.