frightfiction Chapter 666: Supplement from the other side
Chapter 666: Supplement from the other side
Seeing that there was no joy on her face, the emperor turned to ask more questions.
"Rong'er, what do you mean?"
An Lingrong held the emperor's hand tightly, her eyes red and her voice trembling.
"Your Majesty, I once heard that wealthy families with many children and grandchildren often handed over their inheritance to their descendants before they died."
"You are in good health and at the prime of your life. For someone to mention establishing a crown prince at this time is... a great disrespect to you."
No matter what high-sounding reasons others had, she insisted that someone was cursing the emperor.
When An Lingrong heard Hongzhan mention that someone had requested the establishment of a crown prince, the first person she suspected was Prince Guo.
The emperor placed Hongzhan in a side hall of the Qinzheng Palace and raised the child personally, which made those who coveted the throne anxious.
"Your Majesty, I will not allow anyone to say this about you."
An Lingrong, with tears in her eyes, shouted the order.
"Eunuch Su, please ask Imperial Physician Li to come and check the Emperor's pulse!"
Then she shook the emperor's hand and made an angry suggestion.
"Your Majesty, some people have bad intentions, so we must take good care of our bodies and show them to others."
The emperor scratched her puffed cheek with amusement, "Rong'er, why are you so childish?"
"Since I entered the palace, Your Majesty has been taking care of everything. This kind of temper of mine is not the result of your pampering."
An Lingrong's pure eyes were filled with his own image, and the emperor unconsciously placed his hand on her smooth face.
He had seen this look of trust in Rouze before, but that woman who was so devoted to him unfortunately died during childbirth.
The emperor gently pinched her fair, jade-like face.
Apart from her occasional voice, An Lingrong has nothing in common with Rou, who grew up in the capital.
I can't tell whether it's because of the child or for other reasons that I keep protecting him.
The emperor's hand slid down her cheek to her throat, caressing it gently.
How could a kind woman like Rouze have such complicated thoughts?
I guess Rong'er has never thought about the position of crown prince until now.
Zhang Aiqing is worrying too much.
The emperor, who had lived in a world of intrigue and deception since birth, patted her shoulder.
"Rong'er, you're fine like this."
An Lingrong blinked softly, thinking to herself, "Is the Emperor dreaming?" As a woman in the harem, a simple-minded woman would have long since become fertilizer for flowers under some unknown tree, or a lonely soul in some well.
Since the emperor likes it, she can continue to act.
An Lingrong nodded obediently and looked at the emperor with eyes full of affection.
"Your Majesty, I will obey you."
She deliberately changed her voice to one that was somewhat similar to Queen Chunyuan's.
The emperor's body trembled, and he exerted force with his hands, holding the frail An Lingrong in his arms.
"Rong'er, can you sing 'Lotus Picking Song'?"
He once accidentally heard An Lingrong singing this song, and he still misses that voice that sounds so much like Rouze's.
"Your Majesty, I will sing it for you right now."
An Lingrong slowly changed her voice and hummed softly.
The emperor closed his eyes and a look of nostalgia flashed across his face.
Su Peisheng, who heard the noise at the palace gate, asked Xiao Xiazi to go to the kitchen and tell them to have dinner later.
In this way, "The Lotus Picking Song" was sung over and over again until An Lingrong's voice became hoarse, and the emperor finally mercifully let her go.
"Rong'er, don't keep Hongzhan and the others waiting. Let's go have dinner."
An Lingrong took the emperor's hand gently.
There was a bowl of sweet pear soup on the table. She drank three small bowls of it. The sweet pear soup moistened her overworked throat.
Su Peisheng took this into account silently, and after dinner, he served An Lingrong a cup of Qingyin tea.
As soon as An Lingrong took a sip, she could tell that it contained herbs such as Adenophora Root, Scrophularia Root, Ophiopogon Japonicus and mint, making it an excellent throat-soothing tea.
The world is bustling with people, all seeking profit.
Su Peisheng is five years older than the emperor. He made friends with the prince that the emperor valued in advance, paving the way for his future honor and support.
An Lingrong finished her cup of tea calmly, and Su Peisheng took the opportunity to refill her cup.
The emperor's biggest taboo was that the people around him were involved with the harem, so she didn't even dare to look at Su Peisheng.
An Lingrong has never forgotten everything Su Peisheng did to her in her previous life.
But everything started over again. Under her guidance, Su Peisheng became disgusted with Cui Jinxi and Zhen Huan.
If he performs well in the future, it would not be a bad idea to fulfill his wish to leave the palace and live out his days in luxury.
Hongyao, who was standing by, had no resistance to the emperor's pastries. He knew that the pastries in the Qinzheng Hall had been tested for poison, so he stuffed them into his mouth one piece after another with confidence.
Zhaohua held the plate obediently and let him use it.
An Lingrong wiped the pastry crumbs from his chin with a doting look on her face and persuaded him softly.
"Hongyao, eat slowly, don't choke."
Hongzhan was feeding his brother water, and he blew on it a few times because he was afraid of scalding his brother.
Looking from the emperor's side, An Lingrong, full of maternal love, focused her gaze on Hongyao. The three children looked at her from time to time, their eyes full of admiration.
The emperor felt very uncomfortable watching this heartwarming scene of loving mother and filial son, and friendly brothers.
He scolded sourly.
"Rong'er, Hongyao is already grown up, why are you still taking care of him so carefully?"
An Lingrong lightly removed the pastry crumbs from Hongyao's clothes and smiled gently.
"Your Majesty, no matter how old Hongzhan, Hongyao, and Zhaohua are, they are all children in my eyes and should be taken care of by me."
"This is my first time being a mother, and perhaps I haven't done well enough, but I will always remember what my mother said. Meeting is fate, and being mother and daughter is a great fate."
"But this fate is predetermined and needs to be carefully maintained."
The emperor was moved when he heard this. He looked intently at the teacup with a tea leaf floating in it and asked softly.
"What if there is no maintenance?"
"If you don't maintain it, it will fall apart and become another fate."
An Lingrong ignored the emperor and spoke to herself.
"Every loss must be gained. God is fair. What is lacking will surely be made up from another side."
"Fill it up from the other side?"
The emperor chewed over these words over and over again, his thoughts wandering.
The late emperor and the late empress dowager each had their own beloved children, and they had neglected him since he was young.
Among all his brothers and sisters in the harem, he had the worst life, and this was also the case when he grew up.
It was not until the late emperor passed the throne to him before his death that...
Is this what Rong'er meant by making up for it from another side?
Seeing that the emperor seemed to be lost in thought, An Lingrong remained silent.
The emperor looked at the silent interaction between the four of them, mother and children, and his gaze stayed on An Lingrong.
She and An Bihuai had a shallow relationship as father and daughter, so was it God who gave her a reliable husband and three lovely children?
Is this also considered as the other party's complement?
The emperor thought of his brothers who were imprisoned and nodded in agreement.
His throne is recognized by God, so what does it matter what other people say?
"Rong'er, I have to go deal with the memorials..."
An Lingrong quickly understood and stood up to salute.
"Your Majesty, it's getting late. I will take Hongyao and Zhaohua back now."