Dingjiangshan

Linglong didn't want to delve into what the "big gift" Ruan Yin was talking about was, and she also knew that it was something beyond her knowledge.

She was sent to serve Ning Yan since she was a child, and she knew that she was just Ruan Yin's eyes and ears by Ning Yan's side, the nail that Ruan Yin planted for the future of their mother and son when she left the palace ten years ago.

In fact, Linglong can roughly understand Ruan Yin's thoughts - no matter how pure her thoughts are, there is no mother in the world who can tolerate her son's things being snatched out of thin air by others, or snatched by the person she looks down on the most.

Ruan Yin has been favored since she was a child, and she has a top-notch personality, so she doesn't know what "grievance" means.Linglong often came to answer her calls, and heard her complain more than once, saying how a doughy figure like Concubine Shu gave birth to such a difficult son.

What was said inside and outside the words, it seemed that the emperor's birth mother didn't pay attention to her at all.

Even Linglong has heard these words, let alone someone who waits in Renshou Palace every day.It's just that Ruan Yin's fate is good, and she can put a word of filial piety on Ning Yan out of thin air as she bears the name of the first emperor's wife.No matter how presumptuous she is, as long as there is no scandal of regicide and rebellion, Ning Yan still has to support her for the rest of her life with a good voice.

There are thousands of fates in this world, Linglong thought, there are noble people who are superior but not satisfied, and there are ants like her whose wealth and life are in the hands of others.

When Ning Yan first came to the throne, no one in the harem took him seriously.If it weren't for the two assistant ministers who intervened and sent Ruan Yin to the imperial mausoleum, Ning Yan's current grave would probably be three feet high.

Taking a step back, the reason why Linglong devoted herself to Ruan Yin so simply was because she never thought that Ning Huaijin would do such a great job. Ruan Yin almost didn't even have the chance to send a letter to her clan. , he took advantage of the chaos and "falsified Chuan Yi's decree".

And step by step, step by step, Ruan Yin has been unable to make Ning Yan "disappear" in the harem to this day.

What's more, in recent years, Ning Yan is getting older, and Linglong always feels that he is not as easy to fool as before. Every time she comes to Renshou Palace, she has to be on tenterhooks, for fear of being questioned by Ning Yan.

And ever since he came back from the hunting ground a few days ago, Ning Yan always looked at her with a little bit of confusion—as if he knew everything.

Linglong doesn't know if this counts as "guilty of being a thief", but being sandwiched between Ning Yan and Ruan Yin is like stepping on two boats. If one day her feet slip and fail to stand still, she will die in this turbulent river No burial place.

——But what can she do, Linglong thought, getting on this thief ship is easy, but getting off is difficult.

The more Linglong thought about it, the more she felt that her heart was falling heavily, so much so that when she walked out of the palace gate, her face was a bit bitter.

"Sister Linglong." Shili opened the door for her considerately: "Go slowly."

Linglong came back to her senses, and was just about to thank her when she happened to hear the sound of slightly hurried footsteps behind her.

There are strict rules in the palace, especially in the Queen Mother, not to mention running around like this, not even talking loudly.Linglong looked back full of doubts, only to realize that it was a young woman.

The woman's dress was much simpler than Linglong's, and she didn't look like a respectable maid in the palace.

"Who is that person?" Linglong asked strangely: "It's already so late, is the Empress Dowager still calling someone else?"

"Sister Linglong probably doesn't know her, and that's normal." Shili said politely, "That's a maid from the Shu family, not from our palace."

"Shu family?" Linglong asked suspiciously, "Shu Qiuyu's family?"

"It's Shu Qinghui's family." Shili said with a smile, "Which Shu family is there in Manjing?"

Linglong subconsciously wanted to ask more questions, but she swallowed her words—people like her should not ask too many questions, if Ruan Yin's ears were heard, and she felt that she had a big heart, she would not know how she died .

So she suppressed the uneasiness in her heart, and went back along the way she came.

When approaching the child, Linglong thought that Ning Yan should have rested earlier, but she didn't expect that the Zichen Palace was still brightly lit, and He Wenting was standing at the door looking around.

The house where Linglong lives is at the back of the Zichen Palace, the Zichen Palace is the emperor's bedroom, there is no door behind her, if she wants to go back, she has to go through most of the palace and go around the main hall.But now He Wenting is standing in the empty field between the front of the hall and the palace gate, and Linglong can see him as soon as she enters the palace gate.

He Neishi flicked the fly whisk in his hand, and ran over in a few steps, with his eyebrows raised, he opened his mouth and asked, "Miss Linglong, where is she going?"

Linglong's heart tightened, she almost thought she had revealed something, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on her back in an instant. She could only be thankful that her journey back and forth was not delayed, and she could argue.

"My servant is going to change clothes." Linglong smiled reluctantly: "Maybe I ate something bad tonight, so I was delayed for a while."

He Wenting swept her up and down, snorted inexplicably, and said, "Your Majesty is looking for you, are there any pastries left in the small kitchen?"

Linglong's heart was originally raised high, but now it plummets down from a high altitude, and her hands and feet feel a little weak all the time.

"Yes." Linglong hurriedly said: "It's just that it's almost time, if Your Majesty eats it, I'm afraid the stomach won't be able to digest it."

"Your Majesty never said to use it." He Wenting looked at her now, as if looking at the little witch who coveted Ning Yan, and spoke indifferently: "How do we know what His Majesty is thinking? Since it was sent to you, I will answer it myself." Bar."

Since she asked about snacks, there must be no big deal, Linglong breathed a sigh of relief, and obediently said yes.

When Linglong entered, the conversation between Ning Yan and Jiang Xiaohan seemed to be coming to an end, so they didn't stop talking even when they saw her enter.

"I will discuss with the Ministry of Rites tomorrow." Jiang Xiaohan said with a smile, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, you are about to grow up."

When Linglong entered the door, she heard such a sentence, and couldn't help thinking.

Ruan Yin just mentioned the matter of Ning Yan and Guan, she is really sensitive to such words now, so she couldn't help but move forward, trying to hear more clearly.

"Trouble teacher." Ning Yan also laughed: "March [-] is a good day, and Mr. Yan has taken care of it."

"It should be." Jiang Xiaohan said: "On the day when His Majesty is crowned, Ah Qing will come into the palace to preside over for His Majesty."

"Then there will be Mr. Lao Yan." Ning Yan said: "It's getting late outside, so I won't keep the teacher. The teacher has come back from a long journey and worked hard. You don't have to be too tired these days. It's just a job in the cabinet. "

Hearing this, Jiang Xiaohan stood up and saluted him: "The minister is retiring."

"The teacher is not in a hurry to leave." Ning Yan waved to Linglong and asked, "Are there any new pastries in the small kitchen?"

Seeing Ning Yan calling her, Linglong quickly walked a few steps over, and replied, "I also prepared a milk cake and lotus cake, both untouched."

"Just right." Ning Yan said, "Go and put it on, and bring it to the teacher."

As Ning Yan said, he turned his head and smiled at Jiang Xiaohan: "Bring it to my little sister... If you can't come late today, don't make her feel bad. A few days ago, I left a piece of soft leather for winter hunting. Seeing that wrapping the hilt for her is just right, the teacher will take it away with me later. Oh yes, Jiangnan Weaving brought in this year's spring material a few days ago, and there were few people in the harem, so it was a pity to keep it. I picked a few horses, and He Wenting also brought them along. Go get it."

Master Jiang used his daughter's face to eat and drink in the palace. He couldn't laugh or cry for a while, but he couldn't refuse, he could only thank him.

The "several horses" in Ning Yan's mouth is really very modest. When Jiang Xiaohan went out, he saw six small servants lined up at the gate of Zichen Hall. Two of them were carrying a large food box, and the other four were carrying more than a dozen horses. The fabric is so pressed that the lifting rod is slightly bent.

He Wenting stood at the front with a smile on his face, holding a rectangular brocade box in his hand, which was the leather that Ning Yan hunted himself.

Jiang Xiaohan looked at the two loads of fabrics by the light in the corridor, and saw that one load had bright eyes, most of them were light yellow and water blue, nothing special.And the other one is mainly dark green and dark blue, the color is calm, it doesn't look like it is worn by a little girl.

Mr. Jiang immediately understood.

"Master Jiang, it's dark and hard to walk, you go out of the palace slowly." He Wenting said politely: "There are a lot of things, so I can ask these little servants to take you to the house."

"Then there's no need to trouble yourself." Jiang Xiaohan said with a smile: "There are servants waiting outside the palace."

Jiang Xiaohan rushed out of the palace with the little emperor's heart full of heart. On the other side, in the main courtyard of Jiangfu, Jiang Ling was still unaware of the coming "windfall" from heaven.

The Second Mistress of the Jiang Mansion was lying on the table bored, staring eagerly at Yan Qing and Jing Zhan opposite, waiting for whoever would turn around to see her first and come and say a few words to her.

It's a pity that Jing Zhan hasn't seen Yan Qing for a long time, and he has a lot of questions in his stomach, and it's too late to answer them, so he has no time to coax his sister.

Jiang Ling waited for a long time and no one paid any attention to her, so he decided to take the initiative.She raised two fingers on her left hand, making a human figure, "walked" from the table to the edge of the table, and climbed up a few steps along the sleeve of Jing Zhan's coat.

Jing Zhan glanced at his sleeve, indifferent.

The second young lady took an inch and grabbed the corner of Jing Zhan's cuff with this movement, and tugged lightly.

Jing Zhan couldn't continue to ignore her now, so he could only ask without raising his head, "What are you doing?"

Jiang Ling gave an apologetic laugh, and said, "Brother, don't grab daddy to read those prescriptions. I'll tell you some interesting things about Kunlun."

"What's the matter?" Jing Zhan said perfunctorily, "Is it because you can't get out of the formation on the mountain again, or was it taken away by a deer again?"

Jiang Ling: "..."

"That happened eight hundred lifetimes ago!" Jiang Ling got angry and tugged at Jing Zhan's sleeve, ignoring him.

Master Guo Shi's ears were finally cleared up for a while, and just after he breathed a sigh of relief, he was thinking about asking Yan Qing to help perfect the prescriptions in his hand, when he heard a soft knock from the courtyard door outside.

Immediately afterwards, Jiang Ling bluffed in his ear: "...Father!"

——It's making a fuss again, Jing Zhan thought tiredly.