Since Ling An knew that she had a body, her spirit had not been good, although she still ate and drank, laughed and made trouble, but this kind of appearance could not hide Ming Ze, who couldn't rub sand in her eyes. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The two of them had a lot of messing around in bed last night, Ling An was a little tired early, although Ming Ze was not happy, he was also worried that Ling An's body was not making any more noise, and hugged her to rest early. Ming Ze is a considerate person, and when he got up in the morning, he ordered Hongdan to let Ling An sleep. As a result, as soon as Ling An woke up, it was noon.

Ling An just went to ask the queen mother for peace a few days ago, and she didn't have to go these days, and no one would come to her Warm Spring Pavilion, so she was extremely comfortable. casually put on a suit of clothes, and was led to the table by Hongdan's arm. Two dishes and one soup on the small table, still freshly made. The meal I had prepared in the morning had already been heated several times, and the smell and flavor were gone. Originally, Ling An was stubborn, but Ming Ze was always spoiled and hurt, and he would definitely not treat her badly in terms of food, so the people below looked at the ingredients and wine, and naturally did not dare to fool Ling An. Seeing that the food was no longer good, he made a new one with his eyes.

Hongdan gave Ling Anbu a dish, and his mouth was so upturned that he could hang the teapot, "Master, the slave has no ability, so I can only wronged you to drink some fish soup!" ”

Ling An didn't speak, took a sip of fish soup and put it aside. On the table, there was a small silver plate with a little spiritual ointment, which was rich in fragrance and attractive in honey. Jiling ointment by the previous imperial physician Xi Songyuan improvement, leapt into the palace health holy products, by ginseng, winter, earth, refrigerated land, oxknee and other dozens of precious medicinal materials after boiling, and then add honey to refine into the paste, has the good effect of nourishing the kidneys and lungs, nourishing yin and nourishing blood. It stands to reason that Ling An is not qualified to use this kind of thing, but it is a pity that he married a good father-in-law, who was too partial, and sent food to Ling An every day.

Ling An scooped a small bite with a spoon and put it again.

Hong Dan was a little angry when he looked at Ling An's unconcerned appearance, "The poor master has been in poor health recently, and he can't stew an old hen for you to make up for his body!" If only you had the master, you would be fine, but now there is still a little master......"

With a crisp "click", Ling An put down the chopstick, took the soft silk bamboo pattern snow cloth next to him and pressed the corner of his mouth.

Hong Dan knew that he was about to make Ling An unhappy for a while, so he immediately stood aside in a formal manner, lowered his head and stopped talking.

"Tell me, what's going on."

After holding back his stomach for a while, he can finally say it now, but he doesn't dare to be as wanton as before, "This morning, the slave maid went to the Shangshi Bureau to ask the old hen to nourish the master's body, but it was said that the quota of the Warm Spring Pavilion for this month had been received, so he didn't give it." If this is the case, the slave and maid have nothing to say, but the lily of Shunhe Palace will ask for it, and the steward of the Shangshi Bureau will immediately smile into a flower on his face, and he will give it immediately! The one in Shunhe Palace is not the supply of big fish and meat one day, it stands to reason that this chicken has already used up the portions, but which time the food bureau is not used by them, this is clearly bullying us! The master is too merciful, and he won't say anything about bullying you with those minions. According to Your Majesty's love for your master now, if you punish them under a pretext, they will not dare to do so! ”

"Love?" Ling An took the spoon and stirred it around the soup bowl, "How can the emperor's love last long?" It may be sweet today, but it may disappear tomorrow. The master loves me, so I make the appearance of a favorite concubine, and I don't live up to the dignity given by the master. But I don't dare to be arrogant, and there is no one in my eyes. Walking in the palace, it is human nature to hold high and step on low, so why should you worry about them everywhere. If I am pampered and arrogant, I always take these little things in front of my master, no matter how much I love them, I will be consumed by a few points. I am a nobleman, and the master can let me live alone in a palace is already pampered and hated, so how can I not keep my duty, and then try to think about it, and fall into the hands of others. ”

Hong Dan was still not angry, and Ling An sighed, "You should remember how your master explained when he sent you, right?" ”

"Your Majesty said that everything should be ordered by the master, let the slaves and maids have a good life to protect the master, and never let the master fall into danger."

"So you will listen to me. Compared to the ones outside, what matters is what is inside this Warm Spring Pavilion. How many pairs of eyes are staring at us, waiting for us to make a mistake so that they can pinch us. If you can't stand up, who else can I count on to go to this Warm Spring Pavilion? ”

"Yes, slaves and maids should do their best to protect their masters!"

Ling An nodded, stuffed a few pieces of spiritual ointment into his mouth, and swallowed the cold fish soup in one gulp, with a tired face, "Go out, you don't need to serve here." Let's stay here for now. ”

After speaking, he went into the back room by himself.

Hongdan knew Ling An's temper and didn't like to be disturbed when he was sleeping, so he naturally lowered the curtain and took a group of people out of the house.

Lying on the bed, Ling Anxin was churning in the sea, her eyes were hot, she pulled up the quilt to cover her head, and turned over, the snail and the rhinoceros horn were all cold things, and there was a little more red flower, this child couldn't keep it......

***

When the stinging pain first struck, the palace was already silent, and the head of Hongdan, who was guarding outside the house, was in a daze. Ling An on the bed clutched his stomach and shrunk into an arch, gritting his teeth and not making the slightest sound. She seemed to feel the separation of the flesh and blood, little by little, the unformed child, the mass of flesh that had her blood slowly peeled away from her abdomen, turning into blood and gushing out. The thick bloody aura spread, as if she heard the cry of a child, Ling An had mixed feelings in her heart for a while, she was not distressed, she was also reluctant. How is her body, Ling An knows clearly in her heart, this child may be her only blood and bone in this life, how can she give it!

For a while, the pain poured into her heart, she couldn't help but whimper, and was keenly captured by Hong Dan, and hurriedly asked through the door, "Master, what's wrong with you?" ”

People are so strange, no matter what kind of hardships and grievances they suffer when they are alone, they can always support it, and they will not shed tears. But once someone comes to care about your grievances and comfort you, your tears are like broken beads, and that grievance seems to be magnified tenfold and hundredfold. The same is true for Ling An, the grievance, sadness, and pain like a river bursting the embankment immediately drowned her, and she couldn't cry.

Hongdan outside the house was shocked, and she didn't care about pushing the door in, and what she saw was a person on the bed with tears on her face and a pale face, and she spoke with trembling, "Lord...... Master......"

"Kid...... My kids ......"

Ling An only felt that the sky was dark, and in the end, he could only see the horror on Hong Dan's face.