ebookland Chapter 585 Am I wrong?
Chapter 585 Am I wrong?
Hongyao came close to An Lingrong with a book in his hand and asked in what he thought was a very quiet voice.
"Mother, what does 'keep your mouth shut like a bottle, guard your thoughts like a fortress' mean?"
An Lingrong patted her son's shoulder meaningfully and was about to speak.
The curtain of the east side hall moved, and Baoge came quickly.
"Master, Chief Steward Su requests an audience!"
"I saw that he looked unhappy, so I guessed that he must have something urgent to do."
Before An Lingrong could respond, Zhao Hua beside her spoke up obediently.
"Mother, Eunuch Su rarely leaves the Emperor's side. He must have come on urgent business. Please go and take a look."
"My daughter has the good fortune to have read that sentence that the starling did not understand, so I will explain it to him."
"Okay, then I'll have to trouble Zhaohua."
When An Lingrong walked outside, she could still vaguely hear Hongyao's reluctant rebuttal.
As soon as she entered the main hall, Su Peisheng hurried to greet her.
"My Lady Imperial Consort, something terrible has happened. The Tenth Prince is dead, Consort Hui is vomiting blood and fainting, and the Emperor has locked himself up in the Yangxin Palace."
"May I ask you to take a look?"
An Lingrong looked up in surprise when she heard this.
"I thought the Tenth Prince was doing well the past two days. How could he just disappear like that?"
"Eunuch Su, let's talk while we walk."
When An Lingrong turned around, she winked at Baoque, asking her to go to Yonghe Palace to check the situation.
Why didn't she receive any news about such a big thing happening in Yonghe Palace?
"Your Majesty, this happened suddenly. The Emperor has ordered the gates of Yonghe Palace to be guarded, and the matter is still under investigation."
Su Peisheng bowed towards An Lingrong.
"Your Majesty, I still have to go to Yonghe Palace to look after the Emperor. I'll have to trouble you with your duties."
"Leave the Emperor's place to me, and Eunuch Su can go without worry."
An Lingrong agreed readily.
The biting north wind cut through the air like a sharp blade, and large flakes of snow danced in the wind, as if to swallow the whole world.
She tightened her furry cloak, but even so, some tiny snowflakes still crept into her collar, bringing a biting chill.
The winter weather changes suddenly. It was foggy just now, but now it is snowing heavily.
By the time An Lingrong arrived at the Yangxin Palace, half a quarter of an hour had passed.
The entire palace was so quiet that the only sounds he could hear were the rustling sound of his feet on the snow and the occasional howling of the wind.
Just as she was about to step onto the stairs, Xiao Xiazi appeared holding an umbrella, with a look of surprise on her face.
"Your Highness, why are you here at this hour?"
An Lingrong pointed upwards, indicating that they should go up and talk.
Concubine Hua drank a cold wind two days ago and is now covering her stomach in Yikun Palace.
As soon as they arrived outside the palace, which was sheltered from the heavy snow, An Lingrong asked in a low voice.
"The Emperor has been in the palace all this time? Has he given any instructions?"
Xiao Xiazi hurriedly shook her head, "Your Majesty, the servants below are afraid of disturbing the Emperor, so they don't even dare to sweep the snow in the yard."
"Your Majesty, the Emperor is in a bad mood. How about you come back another time?"
Xiao Xiazi reminded in a voice that only the two of them could hear.
The emperor left the Yangxin Palace with a smile, and returned with a gloomy face more than an hour later.
Su Peisheng only told him to serve his master well, then ran out in a hurry.
He felt that it was not wise for the Imperial Noble Consort to ask for an audience with the Emperor at this time.
An Lingrong did not hide it, "The Tenth Prince is gone. Su Peisheng came to Yongshou Palace to ask me to come."
Xiao Xiazi cursed Su Peisheng in his heart for being a bad boy, and he respectfully made a gesture of invitation.
In order to show his loyalty to the emperor, Su Peisheng actually roasted the imperial concubine over the fire.
He's an old bastard, he'll be punished someday!
An Lingrong gently pushed open the door of the Yangxin Palace, and a warm feeling mixed with a faint scent of ambergris blew towards her.
Before she had taken ten steps, she found that the snowflakes on her body were gradually melting in the warm hall.
About ten candles were lit in the hall, and after the door was closed, the atmosphere became much softer.
But even so, it cannot dispel the heaviness and depression in the air.
The emperor leaned on the couch, his hand supporting his forehead, his eyes closed, and his whole body exuded an unprecedented depressed aura.
"Concubine, please pay your respects to the Emperor!"
An Lingrong bowed softly.
Although her voice was soft, it was clearly audible in the empty hall.
The emperor did not respond immediately, he continued with his previous actions.
After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes.
"Rong'er, you're here."
At this moment, An Lingrong seemed to see seven parts of grief, two parts of anger and one part of imperceptible helplessness in his eyes.
The emperor in front of him had a low and hoarse voice, without his former majesty, and sounded more like a tired old man.
An Lingrong quickly pushed out the rebellious thought and replied softly.
"Yes, I am here."
She quickly stepped forward, gently picked up the blanket that had fallen onto the couch, and covered the emperor with it again.
"I, your concubine, have heard about the Tenth Prince's situation and am deeply saddened. Your Majesty, please accept my condolences."
"It's that talkative son of a bitch Su Peisheng again."
Although the emperor scolded her angrily, he held An Lingrong's little hand the next moment.
"Why are your hands so cold?"
"Your Majesty, it's snowing outside the palace."
An Lingrong followed the emperor's force and sat on the soft stool under the couch.
"Xiao Shi has the wind and snow to see him off, so he's not alone on this journey..."
The emperor sighed, as if he wanted to say something else, but was speechless for a moment.
An Lingrong sat obediently and didn't say anything.
What the emperor needs right now is company, not endless consolation.
The hall fell silent again, with only the sound of wind and snow outside the window and the two people's soft breathing intertwined.
Halfway through, Xiao Xiazi carefully brought a pot of warm honey water, and An Lingrong used her eyes to signal to him that everything was fine.
She looked through the open curtains and saw that it was already pitch black outside, and the wind and snow seemed to be getting stronger.
The emperor probably thinks the same way.
"I don't understand why this happened? Xiao Shi was so young, how could he leave so suddenly?"
There was an uncontrollable sadness in the emperor's voice.
"Rong'er, do you think I was wrong?"
He had few children, and God took them away one after another.
"Xiao Shi lost his warmth in my arms. I watched helplessly as his little body grew cold..."
The former Earth Dragon turned over, and the Queen Mother showed him little affection...
Is all this his retribution?
An Lingrong held the emperor's broad palm tightly and spoke gently.
"The white snow of winter, the gorgeous flowers of spring, the scorching sun of summer, the cool breeze of autumn, coming and going, going and coming, are all fate."
"Your Majesty, it was fate that brought the Tenth Prince to this world to see you, and it will end when he leaves."
"You are so busy with your work, yet you still find time to visit the Tenth Prince at Yonghe Palace. This is something that many people cannot do. You are so devoted to him."
The emperor was not a good match, but An Lingrong asked herself, he loved all his children.
"Rong'er, I'm lucky to have you by my side."
He held An Lingrong's hand tightly, as if to draw strength from her.
"Come for a walk with me."
Many years later, he heard the same advice again.
The emperor thought that the imperial concubine might have been sent by Rouze to take care of him.