It was another year of heavy snow in the middle of winter, and Prince Yi returned to Beijing after a year's absence, which should have been a glory, but he suddenly fell ill at the Chinese New Year's Eve banquet due to overwork, and he has been ill since then. And not long after Prince Yi fell ill, King Guojun also contracted a cold and had to stay sick in bed.

It was the first month of the rest of the dynasty, and the emperor was rarely free, so he took An Lingrong and Wan nobles out of the palace to visit, and when he came out of the palace, the emperor thought about it and thought, and asked people to hug Haoyue.

An Lingrong sat in the emperor's imperial sedan chair, chuckled and asked, "A few steps down from the cool platform of King Guojun is Ganlu Temple, but the emperor plans to visit his sister today?" ”

"On the day of Haoyue's first birthday, I went to Broken Jade Xuan." The emperor suddenly said what happened two months ago, "Concubine Hui lives in the East Side Hall, and she didn't touch anything in the main hall, so I went in and took a look." He looked at An Lingrong with some sadness, held her hand, and tried to absorb a trace of warmth, "Rong'er, she didn't take anything away, even the most beloved rose hairpin and jade shoes were left in the palace, Sauvignon Blanc, only the Sauvignon Blanc piano she took away, you say, is she also worried about me in her heart?" ”

An Lingrong's eyebrows moved slightly, hiding his emotions very well, and he lowered his eyebrows and smiled softly: "The emperor will know if he goes to take a look?" ”

"You're right." The emperor's heart was relieved, and he raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Prince Yi's mansion is majestic, full of royal bearing, but there is no luxurious decoration, and Prince Yi himself, calm and a little elegant, upright but with a bit of casualness.

"The fourth brother is here." Prince Yi was sitting at the head of the bed drinking medicine, and his face was wrinkled in bitterness.

"Say hello to the emperor, say hello to Concubine Rong, and the emperor will be blessed with Jin'an." Serving Prince Yi with medicine is his side Fujin, who looks beautiful and has a thorough etiquette, and after saluting the emperor and An Lingrong, he bowed down to the Wan nobles and bowed for a half, "Wan Guiren is auspicious." ”

"Fang Fujin is polite." An Lingrong smiled and raised her hand to signal her to excuse herself.

"Xia Wu, make a good pot of tea, I'll talk to the fourth brother." Prince Yi opened his mouth, and then said to An Lingrong, "Guifei Niangniang, although Xiao Wang's mansion is not luxurious, it is not interesting, Niangniang might as well take a walk around." ”

An Lingrong heard that this meant to talk to the emperor alone, and got up with a smile and said: "As soon as I entered the gate, I felt that the dress in the prince's mansion was eye-catching. Fu complained to the emperor again, "The concubines are greedy for fun, and the emperor has to wait for the concubines." ”

"You go." The emperor smiled and waved his hand.

Xia Wu also knew that it was not appropriate to go in at this time, so he took An Lingrong to wander around in the courtyard, walked to a small pavilion and sat down, the pavilion burned a bamboo stove, surrounded on three sides, and did not feel a trace of chill when he entered.

An Lingrong nodded unconsciously, and blurted out: "It's like eating all the birds and throwing them into the forest, and the white land is really clean......

"What did the mother say?" Xia Wu was making tea, her hand shook, and she almost broke a pot of good tea, she raised her head and looked at An Lingrong in surprise.

An Lingrong suddenly came back to his senses and blinked blankly: "Did I say anything?" ”

"The mother said that it was white, it was really clean or something." Wan Guiren said on the side, "The concubine doesn't understand what it means, but she just thinks it fits the scene in front of her very well." ”

Xia Wu understood, her face was slightly solemn, and she said to An Lingrong: "Niangniang's words can't be heard by others, otherwise it will be another turmoil." She didn't say much, handed a cup of brewed tea to An Lingrong and Wan Guiren, and put on a smiling face, "Please taste and comment on the little master." ”

"Wufu Jin is a good craft, this palace has never tasted such sweet tea." An Lingrong took two sips and nodded appreciatively, "On a cold night, guests come to tea as wine, and the bamboo stove soup is boiling red." If 'daytime' is replaced by 'cold night', then this is exactly the case. ”

"But it's not as appropriate as the word 'Snow Pavilion', what does Niangniang think?" Xia Wu seemed to have met a bosom friend, and responded with a smile.

"It's more neat." An Lingrong also laughed.

Wan Guiren sat aside and couldn't interject, so he had to play with Haoyue.

It wasn't until after lunch that the emperor and others got up to say goodbye, and before leaving, Xia Wu was still reluctant to give up on An Lingrong, which caused Prince Yi to be surprised: "Xia Wu is rarely so close to people, but today it is rare." ”

Xia Wu snorted lightly and ignored him, and turned to An Lingrong and said: "The concubine and Niangniang hit it off at first sight, and I will enter the palace another day to ask Niangniang for peace." ”

"Okay, this palace will make a pot of good tea to welcome Wufujin." An Lingrong nodded and smiled.

The royal car drove slowly to the outskirts, all the way to the north.

"Lao Thirteen said, your father's official position can be mentioned further, he recommended your father as the governor of Zhejiang from the second grade, what do you think?" The emperor asked An Lingrong slowly, "I asked the imperial doctor, the old thirteen's body can no longer work in the future, I want him to rest, but I don't really have many people in my hands now, your father can endure hardships and be willing to do things, if he can become my right-hand man, it can be regarded as sharing the burden for me." ”

An Lingrong's scalp tightened suddenly.

Although her father came back from rebirth and worked diligently for so many years, this all the way from the eighth grade to the second grade, even if there is merit, it is too eye-catching, An Lingrong almost instantly thought of the former Nian family and the Zhen family, and did not feel a chill in his heart. The emperor's suspicion is enough to make a prosperous family disappear in an instant, no matter how powerful he is, even if he is innocent, he can't escape the emperor's suspicion in an instant.

At this moment, An Lingrong thought about countless answers, and finally chose the most direct statement: "The concubine doesn't understand the political affairs of the previous dynasty, and she has never understood what her father did, she only knows that her father is dedicated to serving the emperor, whether she can use it or not, whether it is good or not, it is something that the emperor should be clear, ask the concubine what to do?" ”

The emperor nodded heavily, didn't say more, and after a while, he raised his eyes, held An Lingrong's hand and smiled at her.

An Lingrong was relieved, and also showed a shallow smile.

All the way to Qingliangtai, Guojun Wang's little servant Ah Jin hurriedly went in to report, An Lingrong looked around, only to feel that Qingliangtai is more delicate and small, everywhere attentive, pavilions and pavilions are full of low-key luxury, the palace is full of books, adding a bit of elegance.

"Old Seventeen is gone, and there is no one to talk about poetry and painting with me." The emperor walked in with a smile on his face, raised his hand to stop King Guojun's salute, "If you are sick, don't be polite." ”

"The prince is well." An Lingrong and Wan Guiren walked in one after the other, followed by the nurse holding Haoyue.

"The royal brother and the concubine are really interested today, but why did you suddenly think of coming to the courtier?" King Guojun seemed to have a poor face in his illness, and his expression was a little stiff and ugly, but he still tried his best to greet him with a smiling face.

"It's rare that the snow has melted, and it's boring to be bored in the palace all day, so come out for a walk." The emperor looked at King Guojun and said, "I just went to see the old thirteen, and seeing that it was still early, I thought about coming to see you." The doctor said that you were infected with a cold a few days ago, and you didn't get better after taking medicine, but I saw that you were in good spirits, but your face was ugly. ”

"Yes, Haoyue heard that the Seventeenth Emperor Uncle was sick, so she came to visit the Seventeenth Emperor Uncle." Wan Guiren's beautiful eyes were nailed to King Guojun since he entered the door, and he was reluctant to move half an inch, so he hurriedly spoke, and when he saw King Guojun coming over, he was so excited that he almost cried, but he finally held back, turned his head, and covered his emotions with the action of the nurse holding Haoyue forward.

"Hazy Moon is here too." King Guojun stretched out his hand and teased him twice, causing Haoyue to laugh uncontrollably.

An Lingrong didn't notice the strange appearance of the noble man, and his eyes also fell on Haoyue: "Okay, okay, the seventeenth emperor uncle is sick, Haoyue don't make trouble with the seventeenth emperor uncle." She got up and took two steps, and suddenly heard a very soft sobbing from behind the screen, and couldn't help but look back a little strangely.

The embroidered screen remained unmoved, as if nothing unusual.

"This girl is a ghost, she knows that you are sick and refuses to ask you to hug her." The emperor's eyes were full of smiles, and his words were full of love for Haoyue, "That clever energy is exactly the same as her mother." ”

An Lingrong's eyes flashed slightly, knowing that the emperor was talking about Zhen Huan and not Shen Meizhuang, but she wondered why King Guojun also changed his face slightly?

"Old Seventeen, you haven't come to the palace in the past few months, and I feel bored." The emperor said meaningfully, "There is no one who even talks to me about poetry and songs, if she was still ...... back then."

There was a sudden silence in the dormitory.

Wan Guiren was still out of the situation, she looked carefully at every part of King Guojun, refusing to miss a single thing.

"When my brother was young, I often listened to the royal brother and the imperial sister-in-law talk about words and songs." King Guojun was reluctant to admit that the emperor was talking about Zhen Huan, so he pretended to identify "her" as Queen Chunyuan without knowing it.

The emperor insisted on breaking through this screen: "Later, only Zhen can say a few words to me." Unfortunately, she was too untaught. A touch of pain appeared on his face, and he turned his eyes to fall on the noble man, "Although the noble Fu family is good at singing and dancing, he is not as talented as the Zhen family after all." ”

Wan Guiren suddenly came back to his senses, sat in his position a little at a loss, looked up at the emperor blankly, but saw that the emperor's eyes were indifferent, and he didn't feel cold in his heart.

This is the first time she has clearly heard the words that she is a stand-in from the emperor's mouth, and she is not Queen Chunyuan, but the concubine Zhen who was deposed out of the palace - although this matter is a secret in the palace, but since there is this matter, there must be clues to follow, and the noble people will be able to piece together a rough idea of the past by paying close attention to it, and they can also vaguely guess that the person who may also be the dream of the prince, she does not want to admit it, and she deceives herself to whitewash the peace, and continues to compete for favor and favor in the palace.

But right now, the emperor has clearly ripped off this layer of fig leaf, and in front of the prince, the noble man only felt ashamed and indignant, and his heart was immediately crushed, and tears fell drop by drop.

"Crying for what?" The emperor frowned a little annoyed, "It's your blessing to be a little like Huan Huan." ”

Looking at the noble man who was crying silently and almost trembling, An Lingrong suddenly understood the emperor's intention of taking the noble man out of the palace today.

Back then, Zhen Huan was heartbroken to death because the emperor had newly accepted Wan Guiren, so that only three days after giving birth to Hao Yue, he forcibly dragged his sick body out of the palace and insisted on leaving the palace, and today, the emperor wanted to find Zhen Huan to make peace, so he pulled Wan Guiren out to apologize, in order to tell Zhen Huan that for her, he had given up Wan Guiren.

This is the sincerity of his peace.

An Lingrong closed his eyes, he couldn't bear to look at it anymore, he only felt that his chest was clogged.

"Zhen, Zhen." The child was ignorant, and Haoyue repeated these two words in a milky voice.

The emperor no longer paid attention to the nobleman, and smiled again: "Do you know who it is?" You just follow along. He turned to look at King Guojun and said, "I have always heard that your Qingliangtai is very good, and when I saw it today, it was really a good place." ”

"If the royal brother likes it, just come and sit often." King Guojun's smile became more and more reluctant.

"How difficult it is to leave the palace, how many officials are staring at it." The emperor shook his head with a smile, and his self-deprecating tone caused King Guojun to laugh, "Although Qingliangtai is good, there is a lack of a hostess, you are not young, it is time to accept Fujin." ”

"Besides, if there is one you like, the younger brother will definitely regard her as the master of the cool platform and take care of her for the rest of her life." King Guojun was afraid that the emperor would marry him on the spot, so he hurriedly said.

The emperor didn't have a candidate for a while, so he just mentioned casually: "It's good if you have an idea yourself." ”