Rebirth · Mausoleum

"Miaoqing, what do you think the emperor will be like?" Sun Miaoqing lit the petals in the tub with her fingers.

"The little master will know the emperor when he sees it." Miao Qing carefully waited for her little master to take a bath.

"Since entering the palace, you have become more serious than before." Sun Miaoqing finally got tired of playing with the petals, and leaned against the side of the bathtub with a slightly slack eyesight, "I thought entering the palace was an excellent thing, but these days Yue, why don’t I think this is a good thing at all.”

Miao Qing didn't reply to Sun Miaoqing's words for a long time, and only said softly when she was wiping, "Young master is thinking too much."

In the early spring, the night wind was still cold, and Sun Miaoqing felt warmer only after being carried to the palace.

The hall was quiet, and the censer exuded a soft fragrance. Sun Miaoqing's originally chaotic mind smelled the smell, and only one thought remained: if Sister An was here, she would know what kind of fragrance it was.

The sound of steady footsteps shattered her thoughts, and a broad hand lifted the cup covering her face away. Seeing the man's tall and strange body, Sun Miaoqing couldn't help shivering.

"Why, wasn't it bold when you played the swing in the Royal Garden for Ann to watch?"

The emperor's voice was as steady as his footsteps.

Sun Miaoqing opened her eyes in surprise because of Yongzheng's words, "Did the emperor see it?"

"Why, I still can't stand it?" Yongzheng sat on the edge of the bed.

"No, no, I... a concubine dares to hit a concubine in front of Sister An, but not in front of the emperor." Sun Miaoqing felt that this was inappropriate and hastily added, "Sister An will not laugh at a concubine who beats a concubine badly."

Sun Miaoqing felt that something was wrong just after she finished speaking, and when she realized that what she said was wrong, she immediately became frowning.

Yongzheng was amused when he saw Sun Miaoqing's expression, "You and An Xu are very close."

"Sister An is fine. She has a good relationship with Sister Shen and Sister Zhen. It's just that she's always too lazy to move around."

"It's okay, you have your own benefits." Yongzheng pinched Sun Miaoqing's cheek.

"Empress, why did you say that the emperor went to see An and agreed that day, and then he was indifferent. Obviously—"

"The empress dowager mentioned it in front of the emperor, right?" The empress looked at the word "shun" written just now, and felt that it was not well written, so she crumpled it up and replaced it with a new one.

Jian Qiu bowed his head.

"I have been to the empress dowager's place before, and the empress dowager told the emperor about the Punishment Department, and then pushed An to agree. Yu promised to be punished, but the emperor still likes her, and An promised to bump into this matter, which made the emperor displeased." It's one. Besides, the emperor doesn't know that the meaning of the queen mother is somewhat of the meaning of the palace. Before the palace told the emperor about the situation when An agreed to the draft, the emperor was very suspicious... the emperor didn't like being arranged by others But because of filial piety, he had to obey the queen mother's meaning. This is the second. Therefore, it should be the emperor's compromise method to visit An promised and not favor her. As for An promised to meet the emperor, the emperor probably didn't find it interesting. It faded away." The queen looked at the newly written "Ping" character, and put down the purple lacquer wolf brush, "The scenery of the Yu family is the scenery of the concubine Hua, but it is a pity that one step is useless."

"But look at it, servant girl, this Ann promised to dare to come the next day to greet her, so she should be quite capable."

"No matter how good you are, it's a waste of effort if you can't get favor."

From this day on, Sun Miaoqing's favor began to be equal to that of Mrs. Yu, and Mrs. Yu, who was originally a favorite, gradually became restless and would always argue with Sun Miaoqing twice when encountering anything. Sun Miaoqing had a good temper and would never do more.

"My lord, the emperor stayed lunch at Sun Xu's place today. I'm afraid Sun Xu won't be able to come in the afternoon." Baojuan said, "It's just that Sun Ying has a deep friendship with you, my lord. Master, why don't you and Sun Xiaozhu walk around more?"

Ju Qing glanced at Bao Juan and said nothing, obviously agreeing.

These words are really familiar, as if Bao Juan said the same thing when Zhen Huan was favored before, An Lingrong smiled, "Miao Qing has lost a lot of free time when she is favored, wouldn't it be tiring for her if I go. If she thinks I will come and visit me."

"Servant, servant, I just want to make the young master better." Because of Yongzheng's words that day, Baojuan has no confidence in doing things and speaking these days.

An Lingrong shook his head, "Don't be impatient. We can't guess what the holy will will be." These words seemed to be speaking to Baojuan and Juqing, but also to herself.In the end, she herself didn't understand why the emperor came up to take a look at her and left.

The rain outside was pattering down, this was the first time it rained in the palace, An Lingrong thought of the smoky rainy scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and suddenly became interested.

"Why don't we take advantage of the rain and go out for a walk." An Lingrong stretched out a hand from the door.

"My little master just recovered from his illness. If it rains this spring, it may be another one." Ju Qing worried.

"Thanks to sister Meizhuang, I know that I am weak. Last time, I asked the doctor Jiang for some fragrant medicine to dispel the cold and made it into a sachet to hang next to my body. It should be fine." An Lingrong saw that the two of them were asking Talking about something, Su Rong put on a stern look, "It's rare for this young master to want to go out. Are you telling me that this young master can no longer command you?"

"The slaves dare not."

"Go get me an oiled paper umbrella and cape."

Ju Qing fetches an oil-paper umbrella, and Bao Juan puts a cape on An Lingrong.

"Since the umbrella is in Juqing's hand, Juqing should follow me out. Baojuan looks at the hall."

"Yes."

"It's a pity that the imperial garden has a pleasant view, but when it rains, there is no view of the south of the Yangtze River." An Lingrong lifted up her skirt and walked slowly.

"My servant doesn't know. When it rains, there is no scenery at all. How can it be different in the south of the Yangtze River?" Ju Qing carefully held an umbrella for An Lingrong for fear that her little master would get wet in the slightest.

An Lingrong shook his head, "Jiangnan is going to enjoy the scenery in this misty rain. The hazy meaning is the most lovely. If there is a drizzle, the willows by the lake will be so beautiful."

Even if she came again, she could not see the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River that she saw when she was young.Ju Qing could understand the melancholy in her little master's eyes, and she didn't want to disturb her by talking.

"An's promise is just talking about the scenery of 'the wind is fine and the willows are slanting'."

An Lingrong was startled, then turned around and saluted, "May the emperor be blessed with peace of mind."

"It's raining so hard that you don't need to be polite." Yongzheng raised his hand to signal, "Why are you in the Imperial Garden at this time?"

"Thank you, Your Majesty." An Lingrong got up, "The concubine was never this big when she came out. I wanted to see the scenery in the rain in the imperial garden, but I was afraid I would be disappointed."

"Why disappointed?" Yongzheng was curious.

"My concubine was lucky enough to see the misty scenery of Suzhou and Hangzhou. She was too lazy to move, but she couldn't bear it, so she went out for a walk. But she found that the scenery in the imperial garden is completely different from that in the south of the Yangtze River."

"You mean the imperial garden is no better than outside?" Yongzheng coughed lightly.

An Lingrong quickly glanced at Yongzheng, and said firmly, "In my concubine's heart, the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is more beautiful. Although the imperial garden is beautiful, but there is only one side of the south of the Yangtze River, the unforgettable scenery has been left in my concubine's heart and cannot be crossed." What's more, Jiangnan is the place where concubines grew up."

Yongzheng remained silent, and the slaves around him dared not speak out.Su Peisheng, who was holding the umbrella for Yongzheng, glanced at the emperor secretly, and sighed inwardly, not daring to say more.

An Lingrong saluted and lowered his eyes stubbornly, "The concubine is lying."

"Ahem, that's right. There are always some people, and there are always some scenes. Even if there are similarities, they will never be recreated in a lifetime." Yongzheng was silent for a long time before slowly speaking.

"Your Majesty, your body!" An Lingrong's back shuddered when he heard this sentence. When the Emperor and Zhen Huan met the Imperial Garden by chance, Yu's demotion happened. Could it be that it has happened now?He lowered his head and kept his courtesy when he heard Yongzheng cough twice, he suddenly raised his head in concern and tried to stand up to support him, only to realize that he was still bowing, it was embarrassing that he had lost his courtesy.

"It doesn't matter." Yongzheng personally helped An Lingrong up, and met those charming autumn eyes, "It's very good that you can be honest."

An Lingrong lowered his eyelashes uncomfortably, and saw that the sachet hanging from his waist was easily taken off, and said embarrassingly, "Your Majesty, the fragrance medicine in this sachet is for the concubine to fear that she will be weak and get cold." Because of this, the emperor is not feeling well right now, why not use the concubine's sachet to dispel the cold first."

"Since it was Rong'er's kindness, how could I not accept it." Yongzheng smiled, "Do you still like the jadeite bracelet I gave you?"

"The concubine likes it very much, but she is not willing to wear it."

"Since you like it, you can wear it."

"Yes." An Lingrong showed a gentle and shy smile, which was even more charming, without revealing the nervousness that was covered in cold sweat just now.

"How do you serve the emperor? Why did the emperor catch a cold?" The queen mother looked at the coughing emperor and asked Su Peisheng.

"Back to the Empress Dowager, the emperor has been grading papers until late at night. It rained a few days ago and the emperor was walking in the imperial garden. The servants waited carefully, and it was inevitable that some rain would fall on the emperor." Su Peisheng replied cautiously.

"Who did the emperor meet in the imperial garden?" The queen mother looked at the hesitant Su Peisheng, "I don't know in my heart, if it is really a flower in the imperial garden, how many flowers can the emperor enjoy in the rain?"

As a promise of a low score, An Lingrong is not qualified to serve in bed.I only asked Meizhuang to fetch Minghuang Duanzi and started to sew a purse with fragrant medicine by myself.

After the emperor recovered from her illness, Zhen Huan was honored as a nobleman by the emperor in the imperial garden without going to bed. The news that Yu's rebellion against the nobleman was demoted to an official woman and moved to the cold palace spread throughout the six palaces.

"But it's true, Huan'er was made a noble person?" Shen Guiren stood up straight away with a look of disbelief.

"My lord, it's absolutely true! Nobleman Guan was carried back to Suiyuxuan by the emperor all the way!" Caiyue said.

"Ling Rong, we have to go to congratulate Huan'er!" Shen Guiren took An Lingrong's hand and said.

"Sister Meizhuang, wait a minute, the emperor might have something to say to sister Wan. Aren't we disturbing you?" An Lingrong pulled Shen Meizhuang down and sat down.

"Yes, I was overjoyed. It's Ling Rong's thoughtfulness." The joy on Shen Meizhuang's face couldn't be contained.

"A pair of gold lace sachets, a pair of cloisonne bracelets, a box of gold-encrusted pearls and stone orchids..."

As soon as I entered the door, I heard eunuchs from various palaces sending all kinds of jewelry to the nobles in Guan.Seeing Xiao Xiazi hand over an ocarina at the end, Zhen Huan looked at it carefully before giving it to Liu Zhu.

"Sister Wan, it's so lively."

"Hey, you guys are here." Zhen Huan's false smile just now finally became stronger, and she held the hands of Shen Meizhuang and An Lingrong.

"Finally able to stand out." Shen Meizhuang smiled gratifiedly.

Zhen Huan smiled, "Let's go in quickly."

"Now that sister Wan has also received favor, we are more secure in the palace."

"What Lingrong said is that if Lingrong also gets favor, then we three sisters are really kind." Shen Meizhuang smiled cleverly.

"The mausoleum is not blessed, not to mention the appearance of the willow may not be eye-catching to the emperor. Hello sisters, the mausoleum will be well." An Lingrong shook his head helplessly, "It's just that sister Guan leapfrogged the nobleman before going to bed, Sister, be careful."

Mei Zhuang nodded, "The tree attracts the wind, I'm afraid there are countless pairs of eyes staring at you now, you have to be careful."

"I know." Zhen Huan nodded steadily.

"My lord, it's late at night, it's time to go to bed." Ju Qing whispered.

"Go down and rest first, and leave me alone."

"Yes." Ju Qing glanced at An Lingrong worriedly when she came to the door.

An Lingrong walked to the dressing table, pulled out the last layer, and the pair of blue bracelets lay there quietly, neither sad nor happy.An Lingrong held one, some people only need to see the emperor once, and the emperor's will will naturally follow her.The other empty hand caressed his face and looked at himself in the bronze mirror. Such a young skin, even if he did it all over again, he would not even be able to get a night of favor after exhausting his mind.Is this face, whether it looks like it or not, really that important?

"Young master seems to be very worried." Ju Qing said sadly.

"After all, the night before... Now I'm afraid that the nobleman from Guan will be the one to spoil you. I don't have a chance, can you not be sad." Baojuan made the bed.

"Our little master is not such a person." Yu'er said softly.

"We don't know what my lord thinks." Zhu'er quickly made the bed, "Hurry up and sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow."

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