The Destiny of Going to Hell

After getting the prescription, Zhen Huan played the flute outside the Qinzheng Palace every day, which softened Yinzhen's heart. Although he was still indifferent, he would occasionally stay overnight at Zhen Huan's place.

That day, Zhen Huan discovered that she liked sour food and had a faint nausea. She hurriedly called Wang Di, who took her pulse and said that she was one month pregnant.

She was overjoyed and hurriedly asked someone to report to Yinzhen, but then she changed her mind and called the person back.

On this day, Xia Dongchun and An Lingrong were strolling in the Old Summer Palace. "I never thought that I would be able to stroll in the garden one day without worrying about clothes and food."

An Lingrong sighed, Xia Dongchun curled her lips, "You are so petty. If it were me, I would definitely take back what anyone stole from me. You are quite talkative, but why are you such a coward at home?"

An Lingrong tilted her head, "Sister, do you dislike me?" She lowered her head, covered her face with a handkerchief and sobbed.

Xia Dongchun hurriedly prepared to wipe her tears, but when An Lingrong raised her face, there were no tears at all. She was looking at her with a teasing smile on her face.

"Well, you dare to tease me! Stop!"

Cuilan and Cuixiang, one holding an umbrella behind and the other fanning themselves beside, watched the two young ladies playing with a faint smile.

Cuilan and Cuixiang were maids specially picked by Xia Dongchun's brother Xia Wei. He felt that with his sister's personality, An Lingrong alone would not be enough to guarantee Xia Dongchun a stable life in the palace.

Cuilan speaks well and is good at combing hair, which makes Xia Dongchun like her very much. Cuixiang knows some medical knowledge and can ensure that the two of them will not be harmed by the crude means in the palace.

Xia Wei raised Xia Dongchun since he was a child. He is more like a father than an older brother.

He did not expect Xia Dongchun to become a favorite concubine. It was good enough that she could live well. It was also a fatherly heart.

While they were playing, they came to a waterside pavilion. Green lotus covered the green water, and hibiscus was covered with red. There were lotus roots with two roots below, and lotus with two heads above. The lotus and lotus leaves swayed gently in the breeze, and the scenery was intoxicating.

Suddenly a child rushed in front of them and bowed slightly, "Your son greets the two majesties and wishes them good health and happiness."

Xia Dongchun, the brainless one, was about to frown and scold, but An Lingrong interrupted him, "It's the Fourth Prince. The weather is hot and the concubines are about to go back. Prince, please go back earlier as well."

An Lingrong pulled Xia Dongchun and turned to leave, but Hongli said loudly, "Wait a minute, madam. I thought that madams can always see the emperor, so I want to ask you, does the emperor dislike me?"

The fourth prince Hongli had red eyes, as if he was heartbroken, but he was determined to get an answer.

An Lingrong frowned. The people in the garden were all the emperor's people. It would be bad if she didn't answer, but it would also be bad if she answered. Trouble.

Although the emperor did not like the child, he did not necessarily want to see others hate his bloodline.

Although she was annoyed, An Lingrong turned around and put on a friendly smile, "I, your concubines, are of low rank and have little influence, and I dare not presume to speculate on the emperor's intentions. But I think there are no parents in the world who don't love their children."

The statement that there is no one in the world who does not love their parents is even more ironic when it is said by An Lingrong. It is just a polite remark.

After saying that, An Lingrong took Xia Dongchun's hand and left. The Fourth Prince stood behind and watched them leave. The shadows of the leaves were cast on his face, flickering, making it impossible to see his expression clearly.

The Emperor refused to see him, the Empress gave him a perfunctory response, and Concubine Hua was even too lazy to give him a perfunctory response.

He found opportunities to act out his feelings for all the famous ladies in the harem, but no one took him seriously.

He also knew that his little tricks could be easily seen through, but how could he get what he wanted without using some tricks?

Still haven't found a way to let the emperor see me.

After wasting so many years in the Old Summer Palace, even the servants were too lazy to pay attention to him. He was not like the Fifth Prince, who, although living in the Old Summer Palace, had a mother who took care of him.

Not to mention building a palace when he grows up, as a prince who is not favored by the emperor, he will probably have to stay alone in the Old Summer Palace and be looked down upon for the rest of his life.

He had no mother, or, in other words, no father. He had never enjoyed the dignity and honor of a prince. Sometimes he even hated himself and wished he were just a servant or an ordinary citizen's child.

If you don't have such high expectations, you won't be disappointed.

But he was given this identity but could not get the power and treatment that matched his identity.

He was unwilling, angry, confused, sad, and he tried every trick a child could think of. Unfortunately, it seemed to be in vain.

He has nothing, yet he wants everything.

Before he comes of age, he will definitely return to the palace and let this cruel father know how outstanding he is.

Author: The word count is enough, no more nonsense, just write down your own thoughts. I originally wanted to briefly mention the scene where Hongli asked for help, but as I was writing, I don't know why I felt sorry for him. Not to mention the official history, I felt that Hongli was quite pitiful when he was a child in "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

Many people may think that he is full of calculations at such a young age, but what I see is a child who has decided to do his best to fight for the rights that he deserves.

And I found that Hongli is actually very similar to us.

We have seen a lot of landscapes, learned a lot of knowledge, and seen the world, but when we find that we have to return to the starting point, we feel unwilling, angry, and powerless.

We have gained some very impressive insights, but it seems that we have not yet acquired the abilities to match them, so we are frustrated.

It is also our identity that gives us some things in the spiritual world of our thoughts, but in reality it does not give us the same capital as in the spiritual world.

So Hongli felt sad that he was a prince but was neglected, ridiculed and looked down upon by servants, but at the same time he tried his best to become a "real prince".

So we live in a muddle while brainstorming frantically. Most people also try their best to become their ideal person and find their ideal state.

But most people have no choice but to live a dull life feeling unhappy.

We have all been Hongli, but the Hongli in the TV series was successful, while we lacked a little luck.