An Lingrong's Rebirth: I will not offend others unless they offend me

Chapter 654 God Bless My Son (1 chapter)

If God wanted to bless Hongzhan, why didn't he send rain at the beginning of the fire?

The emperor muttered silently in his heart.

The fire spread too quickly, consuming everything in the temple, and the chances of the child he held dear to his heart surviving were slim.

But as an emperor, he could not fall down and could only suppress all the pain in his heart.

The emperor, who had figured it out, seemed to have aged several years in an instant. His haggard face was particularly obvious in the firelight and rain.

The emperor held An Lingrong's hand with heartache, but he could not look directly into her eyes that were filled with tears and flashing with helplessness and fear.

He touched An Lingrong's hair with trembling hands and made a judgment that even he himself did not want to believe.

"Rong'er, Hongzhan...he..." has no chance with us

An Lingrong's heart suddenly ached, as if she had already anticipated what the emperor was going to say.

She covered the emperor's mouth in a fit of rage, and the mixed rain and tears blurred her eyes again.

"Your Majesty, the rain from heaven has put out the fire. Our Hongzhan is blessed by God and will be safe."

"Hongzhan survived the sinking that day... He'll be fine this time."

An Lingrong continued with a sob.

However, her words revealed too much uncertainty and fear.

The servants below found an oil-paper umbrella at some point and used it to block the heavy rain.

An Lingrong wiped her eyes with the handkerchief handed to her by Baoque, and could barely see what was happening outside. She inadvertently made eye contact with Xiao Wuzi, who had come nearby at some point.

She caught the calmness in the other's eyes.

There seemed to be some profound meaning hidden in that calmness that could only be understood, which gave rise to a glimmer of hope in her heart.

Could it be that Hongzhan suddenly changed his plans and made other arrangements...

After Xiao Wuzi nodded gently, An Lingrong quickly lowered her eyelids, trying her best to suppress the ecstasy in her heart.

Hongzhan is becoming more and more opinionated as he grows up, and he doesn't even bother to communicate things in advance.

Even so, she was still worried about her son, whose whereabouts were unknown.

She quickly calmed herself down, pulled Hongyao who was following closely behind her, and gave him gentle instructions.

"Mother is fine. The rain is getting heavier. Take Hongxia to take shelter."

An Lingrong patted his shoulder and said, "Hongyao, listen to your mother."

"Xiao Linzi, send the Seventh and Eighth Princes back."

She pushed Hongyao, who was unwilling to move, and whispered in his ear.

"This fire tonight is very unusual. Someone must have started it intentionally. Your sixth brother is currently missing, and Mother doesn't want to see anything happen to you."

"The child is weak and cannot be exposed to the rain. Go back and take care of him."

"Mother, I'm going back now. Please be careful."

Hongyao nodded obediently.

He had experienced the incident of falling into the water in the garden and had long understood the wickedness of human nature.

He was still young at that time, and it was very easy to be distracted when he was mixed in with these people.

Hongyao secretly made up his mind to learn martial arts well and protect his mother and sister as soon as possible.

No matter what happens to Sixth Brother this time, he will definitely avenge his brother.

Watching Hongxia and Hongyao leave, An Lingrong took a deep breath.

Hongzhan has his own considerations in doing things, and she cannot hold her son back.

She pinched herself secretly to stop the tears that had just started to flow again.

"Your Majesty, I became pregnant not long after entering the palace. Thanks to your compassion, I am entitled to keep this child by your side. In the blink of an eye, Hongzhan, who is no taller than a forearm, has moved to the prince's residence."

"And now..."

An Lingrong looked in the direction of Hongzhan's bedroom and couldn't say anything else.

After a few breaths, she cleared her throat and spoke with a determined look on her face.

"Your Majesty, I brought Hongzhan into this world. I will go and find him."

An Lingrong didn't give the people around her a chance to react and rushed into the rain before she finished speaking.

The emperor, who was the first to react, stretched out his hand, but found nothing.

"Su Peisheng, quickly stop the Imperial Concubine!"

The emperor's voice changed with excitement, and he followed after him.

At this moment, there was only one thought in his mind: Hongzhan had already gotten into trouble, and Rong'er must not make any more mistakes.

Su Peisheng, who was a step slower, watched helplessly as his two masters ran into the house that was burned to ashes.

He instinctively followed forward, pounced hard, and hugged his master's thigh tightly.

"Your Majesty, please reconsider! Your safety concerns the country and the people. You must not act impulsively!"

Because of Su Peisheng's obstruction, the emperor watched An Lingrong run into the house that was still on fire and smoking.

The emperor, unable to break free, felt a pain in his heart, and turned around and kicked in anger.

"Someone come! Go in and find someone."

An Lingrong heard the roar behind her and ran straight to Hongzhan's bedroom.

She had good eyesight, and even though the room was pitch black, she was able to quickly avoid the wood and debris that had fallen to the ground.

The rain kept falling. Although the fire was under control, the drifting smoke still hurt people's eyes.

An Lingrong closed her eyes and carefully felt the movements in the bedroom.

She soon felt the breathing sound in a corner, "Hongzhan! Hongzhan..."

As she finished speaking, there was a rustling sound in the corner.

A piece of wood that had been smoked so much that its color could not be seen fell down, revealing a white smiling face, which was very conspicuous in the smoke and fire.

An Lingrong got closer and discovered that a hole had appeared in this inconspicuous corner at some point.

She quickly squatted down, pulled out the child who was about to crawl over, and held the child in her arms with lingering fear.

"You really scared my mother to death."

"Your Royal Father is still waiting outside, let's go out first."

An Lingrong's hands did not stop moving. She quickly smeared ashes on her son's fair face to cover it up. To make it more realistic, she pressed the child to the ground and rolled him several times.

The two were about to go out when An Lingrong, alertly, heard a slight "click" sound, which seemed to be getting more and more frequent.

She was quick to pick up Hongzhan and ran out.

When she encountered a guard who came in to look for someone, she hurriedly reminded him, "Get out quickly! The beam is about to break!"

When the guard saw her holding the child in her arms, he was stunned for a moment, then turned around and made way for her.

An Lingrong did not hesitate. The "cracking" sounds coming from her ears became louder and louder, urging her to speed up and escape.

When they were going out, they accidentally bumped into the door threshold and were about to fall down. A bright yellow figure caught the mother and son.

The familiar smell of ambergris made her feel a little more at ease.

Without thinking too much, she shouted anxiously, "Your Majesty, hurry up!"

Su Peisheng didn't know why the imperial concubine shouted like that, but his hands moved quickly and he pushed his master out without hesitation.

The group ran forward with all their might, and a loud "boom" sound came from behind them.

An Lingrong looked back in horror and saw a cloud of black smoke coming towards her.

The main hall and bedroom of Hongzhan's residence had collapsed. A flash of lightning streaked across the sky, and the tragic scene of the ruins quickly appeared before his eyes.

An Lingrong glanced at Hongzhan, who was curled up in the emperor's arms, with a bad look, and decided to find a sturdy ruler to teach him a lesson.

If she hadn't gone in in time, this stubborn child might have gotten herself into trouble.

A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall!

She had mentioned it countless times, but the child didn't take it to heart at all.

The emperor, who was unaware of the truth, hugged Hongzhan tightly, his eyes filled with tears.

"God bless my son!"

The rain washed away most of the gray and black on Hongzhan's face, leaving no abrupt marks on his smooth face.

This is what makes the emperor most pleased.

Hongzhan's eyelashes trembled, and he looked up at the delighted emperor, his eyes full of admiration.

"Father, I know that as long as you are here, I will be safe and sound."

His voice was full of trust despite his fear.

"You kid..."

Faced with his son's wholehearted dependence, the emperor felt deeply moved.

Fortunately, this thoughtful son survived.

The emperor was a reserved person. He was clearly very excited at the moment, but the expression on his face became more and more solemn.

Fortunately, he knew that he couldn't laugh at critical moments.

He patted Hongzhan's shoulder gently, intending to give his son some manly comfort, but he didn't expect Hongzhan to suddenly let out a long hiss.

An Lingrong's attention has always been on her son. She was the first to realize that the child might be injured.

"Your Majesty, you are completely soaked. Let's find shelter somewhere nearby and summon the imperial physician to take a look."

She was confident in her own health, but Hongzhan was injured and had to be treated as soon as possible.

As for the emperor, that was only mentioned in passing.

"Brothers Hongzhan and Hongyao live nearby, so let's go to Hongyao's place."

The emperor held his son in one hand and did not forget to hold An Lingrong's hand.

The group soon arrived at Hongyao's residence. As soon as they entered the house, someone served them boiling ginger soup.

Before An Lingrong brought the bowl close to her mouth, the strong smell of ginger made her eyes hot.

The familiar ginger soup made her body shudder, and she hadn't asked yet.

Concubine Hua's anxious voice came over: "The imperial physician said that after getting caught in the rain, you should use ginger soup. I personally supervised the preparation. Your Majesty, is it not to your taste?"

"Empress Hua, you are thoughtful."

He drank the spicy ginger soup in one gulp. The burning sensation spread from his throat to his stomach, and then to his limbs. His body, which was soaked by rain, quickly warmed up.

Concubine Hua enthusiastically took the bowl from the emperor's hand and gave him kind advice.

"Your Majesty, I have ordered some hot water and clothes to be prepared. Please go and take care of them."

As Concubine Hua said this, she pushed the emperor towards Yao's bedroom.

Then he turned around and looked outside the house, and Songzhi brought in a plate of candied fruit.

She explained proudly.

"An Le couldn't stand the spiciness of ginger soup, so he always used candied fruit to tone down the taste."

"Thank you, Mother Hua, for your consideration."

Hongyao, who had changed his clothes, picked up the candied fruit and stuffed it into Hongzhan's mouth.

"Sixth brother, Hua E'niang is too generous with her ginger soup. Try a candied fruit first."

Then he placed the plate in front of his mother.

An Lingrong shook her head and declined. Anle liked sweets, and the candied fruits in Concubine Hua's palace were too sweet and cloying.

She wouldn't be so stupid as to suffer twice.

He tilted his head back and drank the ginger soup in one gulp.

The emperor was just across the wall, and An Lingrong gave Concubine Hua a look of gratitude.

She turned her attention back to her son.

"Doctor Wei, the Sixth Prince is injured. Please help take a look."

Wei Lin gently cut open Hongzhan's clothes with scissors, and saw a red swelling on the white shoulder. The swelling even extended to the neck, and there were several transparent blisters.

"Is this injury serious?"

The emperor, who had hurriedly changed his clothes, asked hurriedly.

This was obviously caused by burns from burning wood. If it had been accidentally deflected, it would have injured my son's face.

"Your Majesty, Sixth Prince's burns can be cured by applying ointment. However, the blisters must not be popped. They must be allowed to dry up naturally to avoid leaving any marks."

"Okay, I'll leave Hongzhan's injury to you."

The emperor had heard that Wei Lin's ointment was very effective, so he confidently left his son in his care.

Seeing that the elders' attention was on him, Hongzhan quickly made the promise.

"Please rest assured, Your Majesty, I will definitely take good care of my injuries."

The injury on his shoulder was caused by himself, and he was very measured in his attack.

About a quarter of an hour later, Su Peisheng came in with three young eunuchs.

"Your Majesty, when I led my men to search the rooms of these three young eunuchs, I found traces of grease and two tinderboxes."

"According to the man who woke up at night, the doors of these three people's rooms were the first to open when he shouted 'fire!'... I suspect these three are up to something."

The three men's jaws had been removed by Xiao Wuzi long ago, but even though they were being held, their expressions did not change much.

They were as calm as if they were dead, and everyone present knew that these three people were not simple.

The emperor knew at a glance that the three people kneeling on the ground were death warriors.

"Su Peisheng, take these three people back to the Qinzheng Palace."

Then she instructed An Lingrong, "The East Four Residences can no longer be inhabited. Hongzhan will accompany me back to the Qinzheng Palace. You will take Hongyao back with you. On the way, send Hongxia to Concubine Jing as well."

"I obey my orders."

An Lingrong responded respectfully.

She secretly rejoiced in her heart that Hongzhan's suffering was not in vain, as the emperor was going to take care of his son personally.

The emperor came in a hurry, and now he has his own dragon chariot to ride when he returns.

Hongzhan also benefited from this and was brought up.

Listening to the sound of raindrops hitting the curtain, Hongzhan leaned tightly into the emperor's arms and shared in a low voice.

"Father, I finished my homework and went to rest. In my dream, someone threw a group of snakes and toads at me, and I woke up from it."

"When I sat up groggily, the fire had already started. I had no choice but to find a corner with a table to hide in."

"When I think back to that dream, I still find it a little unbelievable."

The emperor had dreamed of Rouze many times. When he heard what Hongzhan said, his heart tightened and he asked hurriedly.

"Hongzhan, did you see the face of the person who threw the snake?"

Hongzhan lowered his head apologetically.

"Your Majesty, I didn't see his face, I only heard him laugh, 'A little kid isn't as interesting as a woman running with a limp.'"

"Father Emperor, have you ever heard of such a remarkable person?"

The emperor hastily denied it.

"I have never heard of this person."