An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

Chapter 464 Word Puzzle

Although Ling Rong wanted to write a letter to ask the Fifth Prince, when she returned to Chengqian Palace and picked up the pen, she didn't know how to write.

After all, she didn't know what the Fifth Prince was thinking, nor did she understand why he had to wear mourning clothes from time to time.

If I rashly pick up the pen to continue writing, I'm afraid that I'll make the Fifth Prince angry, and he won't be able to ask me anything to ask.

There are some questions that cannot be asked, so Lingrong could only ask vaguely why the emperor was angry. However, she already had a woman she loved in her heart and did not want to be given a concubine into the palace for no reason.

On the surface, Lingrong is the woman with the highest status and the most power in the harem. It is normal for her to care about the prince's marriage.

Even if the emperor read the letter, he would at most think that Lingrong wanted to insert someone into the Fifth Prince's backyard, and he would never think that Lingrong was asking about the throne.

After much thought, Lingrong finished writing the letter and sent it out. Within a day, she received a reply.

"Fifth Prince said that the selection of a wife is all decided by the Emperor and the Imperial Concubine, and the only thing he asked for was permission from the Imperial Concubine, which is to choose for Third Prince first, and then for Fifth Prince.

No matter what, the Third Prince is still the elder brother, and the Fifth Prince is unwilling to surpass him."

Zhaoshui held the letter and read the Fifth Prince's reply to Lingrong bit by bit. She turned another page, "The Fifth Prince also said that he had recently met with Young Master Ling Lang. He said that the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is very beautiful, but he met a woman who was a bit cold and hard like the northern frontier. When she didn't smile, she was like an icy beauty.

It just so happened that the beauty was holding a cat that loved to act coquettishly, which made people feel amused.

The Fifth Prince said that if he could get the Emperor's permission in the future, he would also like to go to Jiangnan with Master Ling Lang to see the woman who was as gentle as ice. "

Listening to the woman's description, Ling Rong was stunned. This icy beauty who didn't like to smile and was holding a cat, who else could it be but Ye Lan Yi.

But how did the Fifth Prince know this? Ling Lang would never leak out anything he had been told, and it was even more impossible for him to tell the Fifth Prince by accident.

But the letter mentioned Ling Lang, Jiangnan, and the woman holding the cat, and Lingrong couldn't think of anyone else except Ye Lan Yi.

"My Lady, this woman's situation sounds very similar to Miss Ye's. Could it be that... the Fifth Prince is also helping to investigate?"

Zhaoshui read the letter again and again. There was a poem at the end of the letter, but she didn't understand it, so she pushed it to Lingrong, wanting her to read it herself to find out what it meant.

Ling Rong picked up the letter, glanced up and down, and read, "For ten years, I have listened to the sound of rain in front of the window. The moon is like a hook in the deep water. The clothes fluttered and the person stood alone. A piece of clear light illuminated the soft shadow."

After reading the so-called poem, Lingrong frowned in disdain. She first said that the poem was not well-written, and then explained to Zhaoshui, "This is not a poem, it's just a riddle. Look, the two characters '十载' clearly represent the character '十', and the pictograph of '窗前' is '口', so together they form the character '叶'.

Not to mention the sentence "deep in the water". The moon is like a hook in the water, which is the Chinese character "water" deformed into three dots, plus the character "lan", isn't it the "lan" in "waves".

The third sentence, "The man is standing alone with his sleeves fluttering in the wind" is even simpler. Add the character "人" (man) and "衣" (clothes) to get the character "依" (dependence).

So the answer to this riddle is the three words "Ye Lan Yi". The Fifth Prince is reminding us that he already knows that Ye Lan Yi is still alive."

Zhaoshui took the letter back and pondered the four lines of poetry over and over again. Although she was not very knowledgeable about literature, she felt that it was really well written, especially the last line, which really made her taste a hint of the meaning of the beauty under the moon.

"I think it's well written," Zhaoshui smiled as she picked up the letter and soaked the words in water to the side, "If I can write a poem one day, I will be a disciple of the Empress."

Lingrong was delighted to see Zhaoshui smiling, and could not help but tease her a few times, "It would be nice if that day came. It's a pity that I am not very familiar with these poems and essays, so I can't teach you.

In a few days, you will study with Youning and Hongyu and learn from the Grand Tutor. I believe that your knowledge will surpass mine in a few days.

I will need your help as a great writer to guess what Fifth Prince is thinking."

"How could this servant have such ability? If I could surpass the Majesty, I would have passed the imperial examination."

The master and servant were chatting about these unimaginable things and laughing happily, but Ye Lanyi's problem had not been resolved yet. While Lingrong was laughing, he soon thought of what would happen next and his laughter became less happy.

"I wonder if the Fifth Prince intends to leave the palace," Ling Rong restrained her smile and pondered the Fifth Prince's thoughts, "Now that he is one step away from the throne, it doesn't matter who he recognizes as his mother.

Unless he is worried that Hongyu will compete for the throne, and wants to use this incident to get rid of me. But he wrote to inform me in advance, it doesn't seem like he is going to do it. "

Ling Rong sighed deeply, and her hand that was about to write the letter paused again, "Fifth Prince's mind has always been treacherous, and it is really hard to guess."

"I think that the Fifth Prince might want to help the Empress to relieve her worries and solve her difficulties," Zhaoshui hesitated for a moment, but still expressed his own judgment, "If he really wanted to use this incident to murder the Empress, he would not have informed her in advance. After all, if the Empress was prepared, it would be difficult to accomplish the task.

And judging from the meaning of the letter, the Fifth Prince and Young Master Ling Lang have had close contact, otherwise the Fifth Prince would not know about this matter."

"Your analysis is correct, but we have no way to ask the Fifth Prince directly. We should write a letter to Ling Lang and find out what the Fifth Prince has to say first."

Lingrong made up her mind and wrote the letter much faster. After all, he was her brother, so he spoke more directly.

However, Ling Lang seemed to be away from the capital. After the letter was sent out, no news came back for a long time. Ling Rong was waiting anxiously, but she found that Prince Guo and the Fifth Prince had not sent any news into the palace anymore. The palace suddenly became quiet, which made Ling Rong feel uncomfortable.

However, the days did not come to a peaceful state so easily. He Anming finally got some free time and returned to the palace for a long time. Only in the afternoon of that day did he find time to go to Chengqian Palace to meet Ling Rong.

The two of them had only met briefly in Jingyang Palace a few days ago and didn't have time to say anything. Now that they met, He Anming didn't know what to say first.

"I pay my respects to Her Majesty," He Anming finally bowed first, "How is Her Majesty these days?"

"I am doing fine now. I am now a noble concubine and have a say in the palace more than before." Ling Rong did not hide it. She looked at He Anming and said, "Why don't you ask Concubine Tian?"

"Empress Tian is dead, so there is no point in asking any more questions. But Lord Fuldun was very angry and called me to his house and scolded me for a long time."

The so-called scolding was just a cover-up for He Anming. Ling Rong guessed it but didn't want to ask more questions, so she pretended to believe what he said and just nodded and walked away.

"Besides, the death of Concubine Tian was not caused by you, so there is really no need for me to mention it in front of you.

Instead of wasting time on this matter, it is better to talk about something that the Queen is more concerned about."

"I didn't expect you to be so cruel to your master. It makes me... a little scared."

He Anming stood in the hall. When he heard Ling Rong's words, his face showed no emotion. "Your Majesty, what do you think I should do? I should take the blame for the murder of the Empress Dowager on behalf of Concubine Tian, ​​so as to save Concubine Tian's life.

Or should we tell the emperor what the queen did, so that the person who loses his life now will be you, the queen?"

Ling Rong looked back in silence. He Anming had helped her a lot in what she did. If he told the emperor, she would indeed have to be buried with Concubine Tian.

But looking at He Anming's expression, it seemed as if he was willing to keep it a secret for himself, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"You and I have been in the same boat for a long time. Now that Concubine Tian is dead, I don't want His Majesty to remember the passing of the Empress Dowager."

He Anming suddenly smiled, nodded, and said in a low voice, "I understand."

He did not tell Lingrong that when the emperor suspected Concubine Tian, ​​he had sent someone to question him. It was because he learned the truth from him that he made up his mind to take Concubine Tian's life.

Even the so-called "healing" medicine given to Concubine Tian was made by He Anming.

But he would not tell Ling Rong about this, otherwise the master would become suspicious and would not dare to trust him anymore.

"I came here today to tell you about the emperor." The two of them were silent for a while, and He Anming finally spoke, "The medicine the emperor took from Concubine Wan came from the Wen family. It is an extremely evil medicine that can rely on the essence and blood of others to replenish the essence, but the body's deficiency cannot be compensated, and it may even make the body worse and worse until it runs out of energy.

This medicine has an interesting name, Huiguang.”

"Back to the past... Back to the past." Ling Rong murmured this sentence, she sighed, "Then you have been out of the palace for so long, have you found a way to treat the emperor?"

"This matter still depends on what your Majesty chooses," He Anming raised his head and glanced at Lingrong. He opened his medicine box and took out a prescription. "This is the prescription I found after being away from the palace for a long time. Although it cannot completely cure the toxicity of "Hui Guang", it can replenish the emperor's energy and allow the emperor to hold on for a few more years.

And these few years... are enough for my brother to grow up."

He Anming's question was almost a direct question: does Lingrong want the Fifth Prince to ascend the throne, or does she want Hongyu to ascend the throne?

Ling Rong was stunned for a moment. She didn't dare to change her expression, for fear that He Anming would notice something unusual.

After all, the current situation is obvious. He Anming has already obeyed the emperor's orders. This prescription was most likely given to him to test his attitude.

Therefore, Ling Rong could only frown and stare at the prescription in a daze until He Anming took a few steps closer and presented the prescription to her. Then she pretended not to understand and put on a puzzled expression, "Doctor He, if I am not mistaken, the emperor should have used this medicine in the past few days."

"The emperor has already used it, so he didn't go to Yongshou Palace again. But the emperor doesn't really trust this prescription, so he kept Wan... Zhen in case of emergency."

Ling Rong touched the prescription with her armor, then raised her hand to signal He Anming to keep it. "So, the emperor doesn't completely trust you."

"I have never needed your Majesty's trust. 'Last breath of life' is not a nice word, but I am still young like the Imperial Concubine, so I will not... run out of steam with your Majesty."

"After being away for a while, you have become much bolder. You dare to say such nonsense now."

"I have always been such a courageous person, otherwise I would not have lived to this day.

Your Majesty actually knows better than anyone how many incidents I have been involved in, and almost every one of them has cost me my life.

I only dare to say this around Your Majesty. After all, Your Majesty is the only one in this palace who can make it to the end."

He Anming's words were very straightforward. He acknowledged the master directly and handed the medicine to Lingrong.

Ling Rong just looked at his face, trying to gauge the credibility of what He Anming said. She lowered her eyes slightly to look at the prescription, and He Anming also knelt down following Ling Rong's gaze.

He Anming held the prescription above his head, and Ling Rong nodded and took the prescription.

Although she studied medical books with Zhaoshui for a few days, she only covered the basics and could only understand the properties of certain medicinal herbs, but not more.

"How many years can this prescription save the emperor's life?"

"According to my understanding of the emperor's pulse, this prescription can only extend your life by three years, and you must not over-consume your body during these three years.

According to the emperor's previous habits, I'm afraid these three years will be discounted.

But if the queen can persuade the emperor to cultivate himself, it will be enough for the prince to grow up and take over the government affairs. "

"You haven't told the emperor about this yet, have you?" Ling Rong folded the prescription twice and handed it back to He Anming. "After all, the emperor has been leaving early and returning late these days, and sometimes he reviews memorials until late at night. This habit is not good for health."

"Your Majesty is indeed unaware of the truth, and other imperial physicians do not know the true medicinal properties of Huiguang either. Therefore, as long as I conceal the truth, Your Majesty will not know it.

I am sorry that I cannot extend the emperor's lifespan any further, otherwise your ascension to the throne would be a foregone conclusion."

He Anming sighed and put the prescription into his sleeve, "Your Majesty, the Fifth Prince has a strange personality. If he ascends to the throne, he may not respect you and regard you as the Queen Mother.

I still hope that Your Majesty will consider carefully and make the best plan for yourself, the prince and the princess.

It's a pity that my ability is limited to the Imperial Hospital. Apart from these matters, I can't help Your Majesty with anything else."

Ling Rong was silent in thought. When she heard He Anming say this, she casually said a few words of comfort, "Doctor He has helped me a lot. The only pity for me is that you have already taken the position of judge. I can't help you get more benefits even if I want to."

"I am seeking benefits for myself. The emperor has already gone from the prime of his life to the end of his days. It is meaningless for me to continue to gain the emperor's trust.

Your Majesty, please think of me as someone who is planning for his own future. While you are considering the throne, please also think about whether I can continue to be favored by the new emperor."