The Legend of Zhen Huan: Year after year, we share the spring breeze

Because I don’t want to have children!

If she leaves a child in this world, when she returns to the 21st century, she will probably be worried every day and wonder how she can live a normal life.

But this reason cannot be told to the two of them.

An Lingrong thought for a moment and then said, "My two sisters, do you know my background?"

They only knew that An Lingrong was the daughter of a minor official, and they really didn't know the specific details.

"My father was originally a small businessman. He met my mother when he passed by Suzhou. My mother was a well-known embroiderer in Suzhou. After marrying my father, she used the money from selling her embroidery to donate an official position for my father. However, my father, who became an official, despised my mother for her age and age, and brought concubines into the family one after another, and allowed the concubines to bully the mistress.

When my mother was five months pregnant, the doctor diagnosed her with a girl, and my father ignored her. The concubines in the family saw my father's attitude and withheld money from my mother's food, clothing, and other expenses. My mother had no choice but to embroider with a big belly to barely make ends meet.

There was no good midwife when I was born. My mother suffered from spotting and redness during her period, and she was no longer loved by my father. She didn't take good care of herself after the birth, and every cloudy or rainy day she would feel weak in the waist and legs, and have a splitting headache. She had to take medicine all year round. I saw all of this with my own eyes.

In order to give birth to me, my mother will have to live in pain all her life, while the man who made her give birth to a child is so happy, looking for fragrance and flowers.

The two sisters thought, is it worth it to endure lifelong illness and pain just to have a child?

"The Emperor values his offspring, so he wouldn't do that," Zhen Huan comforted her.

Children must be the fruit of a relationship with a loved one, but this reason does not apply to this dynasty.

"My sisters all know about my condition, right?" An Lingrong changed the subject, her eyes fixed on the pile of precious medicinal herbs that Concubine Jing had brought to her. "A child is formed from the mother's essence and blood. If I really get pregnant, I'm afraid I won't live long."

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang were immediately convinced.

"When I wear this hairpin, the Queen will let down her guard, and we'll have some breathing room. I only hope that my two sisters will give birth to more children; that's also our hope for the future."

Shen Meizhuang sighed when she heard this and touched her belly. She was the first one to be favored among the three of them. It had been more than half a year, but there was still no movement in her belly.

An Lingrong watched her movements, thinking of the false pregnancy incident later, and felt it necessary to give her a heads-up, "Sister Mei, offspring are destined by heaven. If it's not meant to be, you can't force it. Sister, you're in good health, so there's no need to worry about not having many children in the future!"

Hearing this, Shen Meizhuang's brows relaxed a little, "You're teasing me again!"

Noticing the somewhat solemn atmosphere in the palace, An Lingrong turned to Zhen Huan and said, "Sister Zhen, you are free today."

"The Emperor has established a new Grand Council and is busy discussing matters with the ministers."

"Then let's call Concubine Jing to play cards with us. I know there's a four-player version of Landlord."

Both of them laughed, they really couldn't sit still for a moment.

A moment later, Concubine Jing came in. Since An Lingrong lived in Xianfu Palace, her life has become much more interesting.

Since the three of them were already familiar with the rules of three-player Landlord, An Lingrong briefly explained the rules of four-player mode, and the three of them quickly understood!

Start with two decks of cards.

An Lingrong took the lead in becoming the landlord. She was so happy looking at the cards in her hand that she felt like her heart was blooming with joy. She knew she would definitely win this game.

"My cards are so bad, I have nothing, alas!" Jingpin looked sad.

The pride on An Lingrong's face was about to overflow.

"Shunzi."

An Lingrong threw the five cards with a clattering sound.

Concubine Jing pointed at herself calmly.

"No, I don't have Shunzi." Zhen Huan said.

"I don't want it either." Shen Meizhuang continued.

"If neither of you wants it, then let's go with the bomb!" Jingpin looked helpless.

An Lingrong saw her pulling out a bomb with great pain, and secretly thought in her heart: Concubine Jing must have only this one bomb in her hand, she looks so distressed.

"Let you go, you go out."

"I have another flying chicken with wings." Jingpin smiled cunningly.

An Lingrong was dumbfounded.

Next, she was bombarded in turn by Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang. She was out of ammunition and food, and Zhang San sent Jingpin away, and also sent the smile on An Lingrong's face away.

After this game, An Lingrong adopted a steady style of play and never tried to be the landlord again. As long as she didn't try to be the landlord, she would have wins and losses.

An Lingrong signed another IOU and handed it to Concubine Jing.

"My queen, how much money do I owe you?" An Lingrong gave up and thought, after all, too many lice won't itch, and too many debts won't worry.

Seeing her serious expression, Concubine Jing deliberately teased her, "More than two hundred taels, right? What? Are you rich now?"

An Lingrong sneered, "Even if I were sold, I wouldn't be worth more than two hundred taels."

The three of them were stunned for a moment and then burst into laughter.

"The emperor has arrived." Su Peisheng suddenly sang.

Several people stood up and saluted.

When An Lingrong heard that the emperor was coming, she was so frightened that she subconsciously wanted to stand up. As soon as her feet touched the ground, she cried out in pain, her body was unstable, and she was about to fall forward.

Jingpin was closest to her. Seeing that she was about to fall, she didn't care about being rude in front of the emperor and quickly stood up and hugged An Lingrong.

Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang quickly got up to see her.

Yongzheng was stunned. He hadn't called out yet! They woke up on their own?

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. Sister Wen has not yet fully recovered. I, your concubine, have been disturbed by my concern."

Jingpin saw the other two people, one helping An Lingrong to sit down and the other bending down to check her injuries, so she could only bite the bullet and explain to the emperor.

Yongzheng was not angry. He walked over and asked gently, "How is your injury?"

"Your Majesty, I'm fine." An Lingrong put on a well-behaved expression.

"What are you playing?" Yongzheng picked up a playing card and played with it.

An Lingrong raised her eyes and looked at Zhen Huan.

Zhen Huan caught her gaze. Well, she had to play again! "Your Majesty, this is a Western card game, simpler than Pai Gow. I have nothing better to do, so I'll just play it to pass the time."

"Oh, who won?"

"Empress Jingpin has superb skills."

Jingpin said modestly: "It was my sisters who gave in to me."

Yongzheng picked up a piece of paper on the table, glanced at it, and looked at An Lingrong.

"Are you poor?" His woman actually owed money, and it was gambling debts.

"Yes." An Lingrong was ecstatic. Reward me quickly, reward me quickly.

Concubine Jing, Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang all held their foreheads in their hands. They didn't expect that she would admit it so openly!

Yongzheng ignored her and turned to ask about Shen Meizhuang's health.

No, Your Majesty, what’s going on with you? Shouldn’t you just wave your hand and say, “I’ll help you pay it back”?

Where is wrong?

Yongzheng had no choice. He himself was very poor. Both the national treasury and the private treasury were empty. The military pay required in the northwest was increasing. He was very distressed. He didn't even want to change his dragon robe even though it was old.

Seeing that the emperor intended to stay overnight, An Lingrong quickly rolled back to the Yanx Palace.