jdhmnovel Chapter 311 Born Not to Laugh
Chapter 311 Born Not to Laugh
An Lingrong didn't dare to ask this question. She silently took out the knee pad that was almost finished and started sewing.
There were four candles lit in the main hall, but the light was still dim.
The emperor caught a glimpse of An Lingrong busy at work, and seemed to see the pregnant Rouze concentrating on making clothes for him.
He advised distressedly.
"Rou...Rong'er, the light is too dim at night and it hurts your eyes. Let's work during the day."
An Lingrong pretended not to have heard the emperor's mistake. She stopped what she was doing and tilted her head to smile.
"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I only have a few stitches left to finish."
Seeing her persistence, the emperor fixed his gaze on the black fox knee pads An Lingrong was holding.
As soon as he saw the size, he knew it.
"Rong'er, did you make this knee pad for me?"
"Your Majesty, this is a New Year gift that I specially prepared for you. Can you pretend you don't know?"
An Lingrong accidentally got a piece of black fox fur. At the first sight, she felt that she had found a gift for the emperor.
"Okay, okay, I don't know anything."
The emperor didn't know what he was thinking about, but he just followed her words.
As soon as the knee pads were finished, An Lingrong held them out to him with both hands.
"Your Majesty, please give it a try. If there is anything inappropriate, I will make changes."
"Okay, it's getting late, it's time to settle down. I'll go to the inner room and try it."
The black fox fur was translucent and soft. The emperor tied the knee pads on his knees. Not long after, a warmth rose from his knees.
"This kneepad is very much to my liking."
When he untied the laces, he accidentally saw a small red dot at the end of the strap. When he looked closer, he found that it was a blooming red plum.
If you count carefully, you will find that each plum blossom has six petals.
The plum blossom is the most valuable when it comes out of the sixth flower. This is what he said to Rouze when he came back from his business trip to the south.
At the New Year's Eve banquet that year, Rou Ze gave him a set of pajamas embroidered with six-petal plum blossoms.
Even though the pajamas were torn, he still kept them in his bedroom.
Whenever I miss Rouze, I take it out and look at it.
The emperor asked casually, stroking the plum blossom on his belt with nostalgia.
"Have you ever seen a six-petal plum blossom?"
An Lingrong answered calmly with a smile.
"Your Majesty, I had the pleasure of reading a poem by Su Dongpo. When I read the line 'Jade bones worry not about the miasma, icy figure possesses an air of immortality,' I thought I must show Your Majesty the six-petal plum blossom, so highly regarded by literati."
The emperor's pajamas, kept at the bottom of his chest, were all rotten into strips. How could she not know the position of the six-petal plum in his heart?
I just heard that after Zhen Huan entered the palace, the emperor rarely looked at her pajamas to remind him of her.
"I happen to have read 'Xijiangyue: Plum Blossoms', but I don't need to imagine six-petal plum blossoms like Su Dongpo did."
Hearing the boasting in the emperor's words, An Lingrong looked at him in surprise.
"Your Majesty, have you really seen such a rare treasure as the six-petal plum?"
"I've seen them in ancient temples in the south. From afar, the bright red plum trees resembled the crimson morning glow, and their refreshing fragrance was unforgettable."
The emperor stopped talking.
He had promised Rouze that after she gave birth to the child, the three of them would go to the south to appreciate the six-petal plum blossoms.
Unfortunately, Rouze, who was full of joy, was unable to get through the difficult stage of childbirth.
"I'm a little tired, let's get settled early."
The emperor threw down a few words and stood up, asking An Lingrong to take off his heavy clothes.
The two people lying on the bed were several fists apart, and no one spoke again.
Listening to the sound of her bedmate tossing and turning, An Lingrong slowly closed her eyes.
She admitted that she was not a generous person. Since the emperor dared to offend her, why couldn't she retaliate?
In the second half of the night, when An Lingrong heard the emperor repeatedly calling "Rou Ze" in his dream, she covered her ears with a brocade quilt.
The emperor got a lot of information out that night when he was drunk, enough to last for a while.
As An Lingrong had expected, the emperor had a stern face when he woke up in the morning. He only forced a smile when he saw Hongzhan and his two siblings.
After breakfast, the emperor rarely told where to go.
"Rong'er, I have something to do at Yikun Palace. I'll send someone to pick up Hongyao before dark."
"Okay, I will send your Majesty off."
An Lingrong personally escorted the person to the gate.
When Hongyao was playing tricks, he usually knelt on the ground. She had heard the sound of his knees knocking against each other no less than ten times.
In order to reduce his suffering in the future, An Lingrong decided to make him a pair of knee pads.
We cannot favor any one over the other among the three children, and all this must be prepared before New Year's Eve.
At the beginning of the Si hour, Songzhi brought news that the emperor said that the empress dowager was still ill. This year, the emperor and everyone else would have a simple family banquet, and let Concubine Hua focus on the state banquet at noon and the evening banquet.
"Madam Shu Guifei, my mistress said she might be a little busy lately, so I'd like to trouble Princess Zhaohua to help take care of my younger sister."
As Songzhi spoke, she put Princess Anle down from her arms.
Yesterday, as soon as Princess Anle brought the pot back, she sweetly told her master that she wanted to eat hot pot.
Princess Anle is weak and eats little, so it is rare for her to ask for food. How could her master refuse?
But the people in the small kitchen racked their brains to bring the hot pot described by the princess to the table, but she didn't eat much.
A young palace servant said that Princess Anle's good appetite might be related to the people she ate with.
The original words were, in the past, every family would raise at least two pigs so that they could compete for food.
It sounds rough, but that's the truth.
As soon as the emperor left, Concubine Hua ordered Songzhi to send Anle over to get a free meal.
"Songzhi, Zhaohua and the others are in the back hall. Just send the princess over there."
An Lingrong thought Songzhi would be there to accompany her, but until lunch was served, no one from Yiku Palace came to pick up Anle.
Children have the habit of taking a nap, so she sent someone to ask, and Concubine Hua said she was still busy and would pick up the child after dark.
In this way, Anle had another dinner in Yongshou Palace. Before leaving, he specifically told Zhaohua that he would come again tomorrow.
An Lingrong did not take her childish words to heart and sent her and Hongyao out of the palace gate.
The person sent by the emperor to pick up Hongyao was Xiao Xiazi. When the two greeted each other, his lips moved slightly and An Lingrong nodded slightly.
As soon as she returned to the main hall, she sat on the couch and recalled the news that Xiao Xiazi had just conveyed to her.
The fourteenth prince who guarded the imperial mausoleum is gone!
An Lingrong's gaze went straight to Shoukang Palace, wondering if the Queen Mother could hold on this time?
When the Ulanara and Uya clans heard that the empress dowager was seriously ill, they asked Concubine Lan to present a lot of supplements.
The Queen Mother was not on guard against her family, and the more she was nourished, the weaker she became.
Wei Lin said that the envoy of the hospital privately revealed that the Queen Mother insisted in front of the imperial physician that she was not sick, but was just angry with someone.
The Queen Mother must have had another quarrel with the Emperor, so she told Wei Lin to stay away from them as much as possible.
An Lingrong felt unsafe and prepared to add fuel to the fire, determined to have the Emperor deal a severe blow to the Empress Dowager.
As long as the Queen Mother is alive, the two major families behind her will be a natural alliance, which will not benefit An Lingrong and her son at all.
Hongyao, who had arrived at the Yangxin Palace at this time, ran towards the emperor as soon as he entered the door.
"Father Emperor, I miss you so much."
In order to avoid getting up early in the future, Hongyao pulled his royal father and started talking to him, and his little mouth never stopped.
The emperor listened for two quarters of an hour and admired Hongyao's talkativeness.
Half an hour later, only a perfunctory "hmm" came out of his mouth, and the smile on his face was gone.
Another quarter of an hour later, Hongyao noticed something was wrong with the emperor. He opened his big eyes, which were clearly black and white, and asked in confusion.
"Father, isn't the joke I told funny? Why aren't you laughing?"
The emperor stroked his smooth forehead with his broad palm and explained helplessly.
"Your Majesty, I am not born to smile!"