Rebirth · Mausoleum

right?

I can't answer him.

In the past, I never thought that I could enter the palace. Even if I entered the palace, I didn't want much, I just wanted Zhen Huan to treat me like I treated her.But after all, she couldn't treat me like I treated her.So I envy her friendship with Meizhuang.In my new life, I entered the palace again, I abandoned those sisters' stories, no matter how many calculations I had to make, I only wanted to please the emperor, and climbed up step by step.Even Sun Miaoqing exists only because I want a sister like Mei Zhuang to Zhen Huan.Of course, Sun Miaoqing values ​​me far less than she values ​​the emperor, so when Sun Miaoqing doesn't listen to me, I will have the heart to let others hurt her and force her to make a choice.Of course, when Sun Miaoqing died, I was really sad. After all, the person who listened to me like her died. After getting along for a long time, even a cat or dog would be sad.

I kept my heart in this life, and I didn't leave my heart on anyone.But for the children's mind, I really don't have half of it.They're the only ones in this harem who make me feel like I'm not insensitive yet.

It's just that I didn't think about it, it was my thoughts that disrupted all my calculations at the last moment.

When I felt Hong Zhou holding me and telling me in my ear that everything he did was not for the power, but for me, I told myself from the bottom of my heart that I couldn’t believe him, because the man I knew, None of them will.

Unless he's crazy.

the first year

"How long are you going to be angry with me?" The Prince He, who was so intimidating, would actually show an aggrieved look.

An Lingrong brushed his hand away, not looking at his face that would soften her heart, "I don't know."

"The imperial concubine of the first emperor has died suddenly, you can never go back. Since you can't go back, why don't you want to be with me—"

"I never thought about the relationship between you and me..." An Lingrong interrupted in a panic, but he still couldn't say those indecent words. He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth, "I never had any unreasonable thoughts. !"

"But I have unreasonable thoughts about you." Hongzhou held An Lingrong's face and let her look at him and said, "I never thought about it before, but now you can start thinking about it. Ronger, the national mourning has been going on for three years. Enough for you to figure it out."

"Impossible," An Lingrong looked at him coolly, "The person who held Xu'er hostage that day was someone you arranged, otherwise how could you be sure that Xu'er would die and let the new emperor ascend the throne! You can be sure His safety!"

"If he is still alive, will you give up being the queen mother and follow me?" Hong Zhou looked at An Lingrong's silence, and smiled softly, "Look, only then will you follow me."

"You should understand that it's not that I want to go with you, but that I have everything and even my life in your hands, so I have to go with you!"

Hong Zhou quietly looked at the beautiful face close at hand, "It doesn't matter, it turns out that you just follow me."

An Lingrong couldn't stand him looking at her like this, as if she disagreed with him, he was the most wronged and unwanted person in the world, so she pushed him hard, "Get out!"

the second year

"Rong'er, these are the flowers I brought for you. Your favorite peach blossoms." Hong Zhou brought a bunch of peach blossoms and put them in a glass vase, and it was obvious at a glance that someone had carefully selected them.It's a pity that An Lingrong didn't pay attention to Hong Zhou, but lowered his head and put together the spices in the grid bit by bit.

Hong Zhou was used to her disregard for him, he knew that she chose not to talk to him because she couldn't compete with him.

When she stepped forward to watch her concoct spices, she had calm eyes, as if she hadn't noticed him coming.

"Rong'er, talk to me, okay?" Hong Zhou didn't hug her—the last time he hugged her, she ignored him for three whole days—he leaned closer to An Lingrong and took a deep breath, "It smells so good."

An Lingrong shook his hands when Hong Zhou approached her, and sprinkled some more spices. The proportion of the spices just mixed was out of balance, "Don't make noise."

Hongzhou received An Lingrong's response, and he was satisfied with this distance, watching her work without any scruples.

An Lingrong impatiently put down the spoon holding the spices. With this person around, she would never be able to do things quietly, "What are you doing here?"

"To see you." Hong Zhou felt that what he said was inaccurate, and added, "Look at this king's face."

"Shameless." An Lingrong put on a serious face. In just one year, Hong Zhou had figured out all her preferences, and this man kept saying nonsense to her. Obviously, the master Qi he found for him back then was a An honest person who is not good at words, I don't know where he learned it.

"Rong'er said yes, it is." Hong Zhou nodded.

An Ling put up with these words, and said coldly, "I tell you, I'm tired. I have been with the first emperor for 17 years, and I finally got through it. I don't want to face another false and wronged snake for the rest of my life."

"You are not making false claims with me now. This is a good start."

An Lingrong was depressed, how could this person be so disgusted that he would not listen to anything, glanced at the peach blossoms on the table, and said slowly, "My favorite flower is not peach blossoms, but oleanders."

"Oleander?" Hong Zhou also looked at the peach blossom. This was the first time that Rong'er told him her preference, "Since Rong'er likes it, I will move a piece for you into the palace."

"Didn't you say you wanted to marry me?" An Lingrong looked at Hong Zhou, "You might as well prove your intention."

"Ok?"

"I want you to plant a piece yourself."

"Okay." Hong Zhou agreed without hesitation.

The third year

Pieces of oleander bloomed on Prince He's Mansion, and those small umbrellas bloomed all over the sky, blocking the sky in a corner of Prince He's Mansion.

Oleander is highly poisonous and can be fatal if eaten by mistake.But when it opened, it was extremely brilliant, beautiful, and moving.

"Why are you looking at this flower again?"

An Lingrong raised his eyebrows lazily, "What, are you going down?"

"Hmm." The person behind him faltered indistinctly.

An Lingrong pushed the head of the person on her shoulder, "itch."

Hongzhou moved his head slightly dissatisfied, but still hugged An Lingrong, "The day after tomorrow will be the third year, you should think about it."

"What if you think about it, so what if you don't want to?"

Hong Zhou said casually, "If you think about it, you will happily marry me. If you don't think about it, you will naturally marry me unhappy. In short, you can only marry me."

An Lingrong looked at Oleander, "You should know that I am much older than you."

"Once upon a time there was Wan Zhen'er."

"...I used to be someone else's wife and concubine."

"Zungar has always been the wife and concubine of the new Khan who married his father Khan."

"...But I am neither Wan Zhen'er, nor is this place Junggar."

Hong Zhou said solemnly, "So now you are the commoner woman I fell in love with at first sight when I was away, and you are only 25 years old." (A warm reminder from the author: Mausoleum should be 35 now)

"..." She only knew that the former emperor in the previous life added ten years to Zhen Huan in order to avoid criticism when Zhen Huan returned to the palace. She didn't expect that it was her turn to be reduced by ten years by the person in front of her.

An Lingrong patted Hong Zhou's hand holding her, Hong Zhou let go, An Lingrong turned around and looked up at him slightly, "From the moment I entered the palace, I knew that the harem was a place of endless struggle. I can only fight by myself or watch others fight slowly. In the final analysis, it is to live decently. You know, I have calculated for 17 years. I thought I would become the queen mother and have a good time. "

Hong Zhou blinked puzzledly, "There are only you and me as masters in He Prince's Mansion, so it should be much more leisurely than the harem."

"Also," An Lingrong narrowed his eyes, "Xu'er died because of me."

Hong Zhou's expression turned cold, "Sure enough, you still care about him."

"He was raised by me, and he is Miaoqing's only blood, how could I not care about it." An Lingrong looked directly at Hongzhou, without any fear of him.

"Hmph, after all, you just don't want to marry me."

An Lingrong had a headache, why did it always get around here every time.

Hong Zhou flicked away a petal that fell on An Lingrong's shoulder, "You have passed out for three days and three nights because of that woman, what good is that woman, she will only drag you down all day long. It's all right now, her child It also drags down the good things of the two of us."

"Didn't you still get close to Xu'er before?"

"That's because I couldn't think about it for a while, thinking that he would not threaten me."

"Threatening you, you don't want the throne."

Hong Zhou blurted out, "Of course it's his weight in your heart."

An Lingrong turned his head slightly uncomfortably,

"You should know that I'm not that kind of soft-hearted person. But I still feel guilty."

"I know. A person who can become an imperial concubine in front of the late emperor must not be a soft-hearted person." Hongzhou caressed An Lingrong's soft hair. "

"Not only that—"

"You are still hypocritical, still indifferent, still selfish, and still very cruel."

Hong Zhou robbed An Lingrong of his words, but was stunned.

"But what should I do, I know that you are so bad, and I know that your kindness to me in the past probably has other motives," Hong Zhou said slowly, "I still love you alone."

An Lingrong's cheeks slowly turned pink, "You are crazy."

"Maybe." Hongzhou saw that An Lingrong blushed another day because of what he said, and his eyes became really happy, "I also have to thank Rong'er for being so cold-hearted to everyone in the palace. "

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"In this way, it's my turn to warm your heart. After all, one person can have many people, but there is only one heart."

An Ling Rongqiang suppressed his heartbeat, "A woman like me, if one day you betray me, I will kill you with my own hands."

Hong Zhou smiled and said, "There won't be such a day."

An Lingrong had nothing to say, Hong Zhou was able to finish planting this oleander forest without any damage, and it was his ability. Maybe God gave this marriage a chance?Anyway, she is not in a hurry, if one day he makes her unhappy, she can use this piece of oleander he planted with his own hands to finish him off.

Seeing that she finally had nothing to say, Hongzhou leaned over and kissed the corner of An Lingrong's mouth, as if whispering in her ear.

"Rong'er, don't think about so many unlucky things. I'll wait for you to call me husband in three days."

An Lingrong pushed Hong Zhou away again because he couldn't bear Hong Zhou's sweetness,

"dream."

The author has something to say:

In fact, I think the CP of An Lingrong and Hong Zhou is likely to be sadomasochistic, but because I really like Lingrong and think that she had a hard life in her previous life, I want to give her a happy ending, so please forgive the author's selfishness, Let Rong'er and Hong Zhou party together!After writing this chapter, it is really almost over. This is the first time I finish an article. Thanks to those who have been following the article, and also to those who have left me a message. Soon I should fill in another hole QWQ , wave your little hand, and bid farewell to the relatives here in Lingrong~

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