noffsinger Chapter 111 Fighting for favor
Chapter 111 Fighting for favor
The east wind, carrying the scent of early spring, gently caresses people's cheeks. Swallows on the lake peck at the soil as they fly toward their nests. Newly sprouted green grass is trying to raise its head, wanting to kiss the willow branches that are bursting with buds.
The three of them, along with their entourage, came to the lakeside and took a slow stroll. Zhen Huan said, "I've already made inquiries. The Emperor will definitely pass by this place after dinner when he pays his respects to the Empress Dowager!"
An Lingrong felt a little awkward, "Sister, why do I feel like I'm from the Eight Great Hutongs?"
Zhen Huan and the maid behind her couldn't hold back their expressions. They tried hard to suppress their laughter, but they couldn't help but curl their lips. Zhen Huan knocked her head and said, "No wonder Sister Mei always likes to cover Rong'er's mouth. Now I really want to do the same."
Shen Meizhuang asked curiously, "Why don't you let her speak? Is the Eight Great Hutongs Rong'er's hometown?"
"Haha..." An Lingrong bent over and laughed without caring about her image.
Seeing that Shen Meizhuang was confused, Su Ye whispered something in her ear.
Shen Meizhuang was both embarrassed and angry and said, "Cai Xing, get some needle and thread! I'm going to sew her mouth shut!"
"No, no, no, sister, calm down. I really want to sew my mouth shut. It's a small matter that no one sings now, but it's a big deal that no one chats with you!" An Lingrong made jokes and made everyone laugh.
On the other side of the lake, Xiao Yunzi waved her hands hard.
Jinxi had been paying attention to the movements on the other side of the lake. Seeing Xiao Yunzi waving, she quickly said, "My lady, the emperor is coming!"
An Lingrong said no more, cleared her throat, and began to sing slowly:
I advise you not to cherish your golden dress, but to cherish your youth. Pick the flowers when they are ready to be picked, and do not wait until there are no flowers left to pluck empty branches.
I advise you not to cherish your golden dress, but to cherish your youth. Pick the flowers when they are ready to be picked, and do not wait until there are no flowers left to pluck empty branches.
The melodious voice passed through layers of obstacles and floated into Yongzheng's ears, "Who is singing?"
The Queen and Concubine Hua behind him also changed their expressions.
The Queen replied, "Is she a musician from the Southern Palace?"
Yongzheng shook his head: "No musician can sing such a beautiful song."
Following the sound, I saw three people talking by the lake.
"Greetings to His Majesty the Emperor, His Majesty the Empress, and His Majesty the Concubine Hua."
Looking at the huge group of people, An Lingrong was speechless. It was like digging out earwax and bringing out brains. How could it attract so many people?
It was said that the three of them saluted together, but in fact only An Lingrong squatted down. Shen Meiyu's belly was too big and it was inconvenient for her, so she simply bent over. Before Zhen Huan squatted down, she was pulled up by the emperor.
"Why are you here?" Yongzheng was very happy.
Zhen Huan smiled and replied, "My concubines and I were bored during our pregnancy, so we decided to come to the Imperial Garden to enjoy the scenery. Although it's early spring, the scenery is quite unique and interesting!"
The Queen looked at Shen Meizhuang's belly and asked, "How is Concubine Hui?"
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am in good health. The imperial physician often tells me to walk around more often." Shen Meizhuang replied respectfully.
"Who was singing just now?" Hua Fei asked from the side.
"It was I who disturbed the Emperor and the Empress. It was my fault!" An Lingrong stepped forward and answered.
Yongzheng became interested. "Oh? I didn't know you could sing. I remember your singing on Mei'er's birthday last year was the one that left a deep impression on me!"
Oops, forgot about that!
Zhen Huan was the one who followed An Lingrong to clean up the mess. "Your Majesty, my sister behaved inappropriately in front of the emperor that day. She was so frightened that she didn't perform at her normal level. She regrets it very much!"
An Lingrong nodded repeatedly, "Yes!"
Yongzheng nodded and said, "You sing well. Please sing another song for us!"
"I wonder what the emperor would like to listen to?" Please ask the emperor to order a song.
"Just sing whatever you want!" Play randomly.
"Rong'er, would you like to sing 'Song of the Yue People'?" Shen Meizhuang requested the song.
"it is good!"
An Lingrong searched the music library and found that Shen Meizhuang had done it on purpose, but it was too late to regret! She must ignore Sister Mei for three days.
He Xixi tonight, rushing in the boat.
What day is today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince.
To be ashamed and disgusting, not to be ashamed.
I was so upset that I learned of the prince.
There are wood in the mountains and branches in the wood, and the heart is happy and the king does not know.
When singing the last sentence, An Lingrong's eyes moved and she looked at the emperor infatuatedly, her eyes full of tenderness and resentment.
Her singing was melodious and plaintive, as if she was telling the emperor about her lovesickness.
But Yongzheng closed his eyes slightly, as if he was completely immersed in the singing.
After An Lingrong finished singing the song, Yongzheng opened his eyes with a look of great shock. He looked at the queen, and both of them laughed, revealing an indescribable tacit understanding in their smiles.
All of this was seen by Concubine Hua who was standing by. Her face had turned very ugly. This bitch actually dared to seduce the emperor in front of so many people. She was so shameless!
Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang looked at the emperor's expression and knew it was done. From now on, the Forbidden City would have another favorite concubine.
That night, Yongzheng summoned An Lingrong to accompany him. After a while, singing came from the Yangxin Palace and was carried by the spring breeze to the ears of every concubine.
In Jingren Palace.
The queen sat on the phoenix chair, with her eyes slightly lowered and a smile on her lips. She gently stroked an exquisite enamel armor in her hand. The armor was inlaid with gems and pearls, shining with dazzling light.
She raised her head gracefully, her gaze falling on Concubine Xia standing below, and whispered, "Concubine Xia, I spent a lot of effort to get you the emperor's favor, but I didn't expect you to be so useless. Concubine Wen won the emperor's favor with just one move. I'm afraid it won't be long before the emperor forgets there is a concubine like you in the palace!"
Xia Dongchun's eyes flashed with anger, and she bit her lip as she spoke, "Your Majesty, you know that An Lingrong is of humble origin, a woman from a small family. What real ability does she have? She simply uses some seductive tricks to please the Emperor."
Ever since their last dance on ice, the Emperor had doted on her. Unfortunately, since the beginning of spring, her skating skills had been nowhere to be seen, and the Emperor had gradually forgotten about her. Now, seeing her enemy in such favor, she was filled with jealousy.
"No matter what means are used, being able to please the Emperor is a skill. If you are not as skilled as him, you should just admit defeat!"
Xia Dongchun said indignantly: "Hmph, this has just begun, who knows who will win in the end!" She bit her lip, looking unconvinced.
The Queen raised an eyebrow and asked, "Oh? What do you mean?"
Xia Dongchun frowned, pursed her lips tightly, and fell into deep thought. After a while, she still said nothing.
The Queen cursed inwardly, "This idiot can't even think of a way to harm someone. He's truly clueless!" But outwardly, she remained calm and said slowly, "Right now, Noble Lady Fucha in your palace is pregnant. Her child is incredibly precious! If anyone dares to harm the heir to the throne, it will be a grave crime!"
After saying that, she narrowed her eyes slightly and observed Xia Dongchun's reaction.
Xia Dongchun's eyes suddenly lit up, revealing a sly smile, and she said softly, "Don't worry, your Majesty, just wait and see!"
Four or five days later, An Lingrong was still in the Hall of Mental Cultivation, acting as a human CD player. She stood there, singing softly, her voice melodious and tender, like a plaintive lament. However, her mind wasn't on the beautiful song, but on observing the emperor's reaction.
She noticed that every time the emperor listened to her singing, his eyes were closed, as if he was immersed in another world. Of course she knew why - he was not listening to himself singing, but to the voice of his deceased wife!
After the song was over, Yongzheng stretched out his hand to her, and An Lingrong came to Yongzheng obediently.
"You sing well! I like listening to you sing. Your singing can make me relax a lot."
"It is my honor that the emperor likes it!"
"Your Majesty, something bad has happened. Concubine Fucha has had a miscarriage!" Su Peisheng hurried into the hall to report, interrupting their conversation.
The emperor, who was reclining on the couch, sat up straight and asked, "What's going on?"
Su Peisheng wiped the sweat from his forehead. "Someone from the Yanxi Palace reported that after dinner, Noble Lady Fucha had severe abdominal pain. They summoned the imperial physician, and half an hour later, she miscarried!"
"Go to the Yanx Palace!" The emperor quickly stood up and walked out. An Lingrong hurriedly followed, feeling confused.