Chapter 128 Ancient Rebirth Black Heart Lotus (5) (1/2)

Without mentioning how the grapes, which had been beaten with sixty boards, were carried into the yard half dead, it was only said that Lin Shiheng left the mansion and did not ride a horse, but took a sedan chair directly.

He was a prince, so the sedan chair was naturally spacious. There were four servants standing inside. Lin Shiheng leaned on the couch, enjoying his mouth open, and the servants beside him peeled the grapes and stuffed them into his mouth respectfully.

As a privileged class, as long as Lin Shiheng did not commit suicide, he could enjoy this until he died of old age.

Because of the big age difference between him and the current emperor, he could barely be considered a baby when the emperor ascended the throne, and the queen mother was still there, so Lin Shiheng, the King of Linjiang, grew up under the current emperor's eyes.

The previous emperor was gone, and the elder brother was like a father. The current emperor had no children of his own, so he looked at his only younger brother as a treasure like the apple of his eye.

Therefore, Lin Shiheng also had many privileges. For example, other princes, such as the King of Linchuan, had to get off the sedan chair when they arrived at the palace gate, and they could not bring servants with them. They just followed the people in the palace to walk inside.

Lin Shiheng was very different. He could not only make a sedan chair, but also bring servants. Even when he arrived at the palace gate, the guards who came forward to check according to the rules did not dare to come in. They just glanced at the situation inside and retreated respectfully.

It can be said that as the emperor and the elder brother, he gave his brother the greatest trust he could give.

King Lin Shiheng of Linjiang sat in his sedan chair and was carried comfortably all the way to the Internal Affairs Pavilion, where the emperor reviewed memorials and handled official business after the morning court.

The eunuchs serving outside the door had been waiting for a long time. When they saw the sedan chair being carried over from a distance, their faces were immediately full of smiles. When Lin Shiheng was lazily helped by the servants to get off the sedan chair, they came up to him with great diligence.

"This old servant pays respects to the prince."

"Well, get up."

Lin Shiheng waved his hand, his attitude was very nonchalant, but the old eunuch's smile became more and more hearty. He supported his slightly chubby body and stood up, smiling beside him.

"Your Majesty knows that the prince is coming. I don't know how happy he is. He is waiting inside now."

"My brother is naturally happy that my king is coming."

Prince Linjiang took it for granted. As he was raised by the current emperor as his own child, he should have this confidence.

All the way into the hall, the palace people passing by saluted respectfully, and Lin Shiheng casually waved his hand to exempt himself from the ceremony, which was extremely glorious.

"Your humble servant greets my brother. Is my brother well?"

The Anqing Emperor above was not wearing a dragon robe, but only a casual dress. He looked very similar to Lin Shiheng, but his face was slightly pale, and because of years of hard work, he looked older than his actual age. The two stood one above and one below, just like father and son.

Seeing his brother, Emperor Anqing immediately smiled like a kind father: "I am fine in the palace every day, but you are fooling around with a group of playboys every day, going to the brothel today and going hunting tomorrow. Mother is worried every day, afraid that you will hurt yourself again."

Lin Shiheng smiled shamelessly, "How can I get hurt with so many people around me every day? Mother, you worry too much."

"You are the one who thinks too much."

Emperor Anqing smiled helplessly and called him up: "Get up, you have always been heartless and never come to the temple for no reason. Why did you think of it today? Look at me?"

"Your Majesty, you understand me." Lin Shiheng smiled and admitted, "I am here to complain today."

"Oh?"

Emperor Anqing was slightly startled: "Who dares to mess with you in the capital?"

"It's not me, it's my princess."

When Lin Shiheng said this, Emperor Anqing frowned slightly: "Isn't your princess in a coma?"

When he mentioned this, he still felt a little regretful. At the beginning, his brother ran into the palace excitedly, saying that he had taken a fancy to a woman, who was also a lady from a noble family, the daughter of a marquis, and was qualified to be the prince's wife in terms of age and family background.

Emperor Anqing always loved his brother, and he softened his heart after being touched by him, so he issued an edict without checking the woman's situation. As a result, who would have thought that she was a sickly woman. She fell into a coma just after marrying Shiheng, and now the empress dowager sighs every day.

He was just thinking about how the unconscious person was provoked, and Lin Shiheng here blabbered about Cui Mu's mistake in diagnosis.

Although Lin Shiheng was favored, he was only a prince and could not deal with the imperial physicians of the Imperial Hospital.

It was like those ministers outside who had a family member who was sick and hurried to invite the imperial physician. Even if the imperial physician made a mistake in diagnosis, they could only swallow the bitterness, offer silver, and send the person away properly.

Because in this dynasty, the Imperial Hospital only served the royal family. The royal family was merciful and did not care about them asking the imperial physician to visit their family. But if they stepped in, the imperial physician would be punished, and the person who stepped in would definitely leave a bad impression in the emperor's mind.

In general, the Imperial Hospital can only be dealt with by the royal family in the palace. The princes of the separated palaces can call the imperial physician, but they are not qualified to do anything to the imperial physician.

Lin Shiheng really can't do anything, but he can let his brother who loves him do it.

When he complained about the fact that the prescription Cui Mu prescribed was completely different from the result he told him, Emperor Anqing frowned even more. The name Cui Mu sounded familiar, but he just couldn't remember it.

As an emperor who had to deal with many state affairs every day, he had too many things to remember, and occasionally his memory could not keep up. So at this time, the eunuch chief steward beside Emperor Anqing could come in handy.

He turned around and asked, "Have I ever seen Cui Mu?"

The chubby eunuch chief steward bent over and answered respectfully, "Your Majesty, because Doctor Cui cured the Empress Dowager's insomnia last year, you once praised Doctor Cui."

"Yes."

Lin Shiheng interrupted, "Brother, you also said that his medical skills can compete with the court judge. If he was not too old, his official position could be promoted."

As he said this, the King of Linjiang, who was wearing gorgeous clothes, muttered in a low voice with dissatisfaction on his face, "Because of what you said, Doctor Cui has become famous in the capital. Every household is scrambling to ask him to help with their medical treatment. I finally got him, but the result is like this."

Emperor Anqing looked at his brother's unhappy look and didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Look, this is my fault?"

"Okay, let's check it out. If his medical skills are really not good and he misdiagnosed the princess, I will punish him."

Lin Shiheng's eyes lit up and he smiled, "How do you plan to deal with him?"

"He cured my mother's insomnia. Even if he has made a contribution, it is not good to punish him too much. Just deduct one year's salary and demote him by two levels."

"Hey!"

Prince Linjiang was happy at this time. He came forward without any hesitation and patted Emperor Anqing's shoulders attentively, "I know that my brother loves me."

"I don't deserve this. When it comes to loving you, my mother is better."

Emperor Anqing really treated his brother as his son. He was very happy to be shown such courtesy, and there was more smile on his face.

"You are grown up now and have married a princess. Don't just play around. Since the princess is fine, get close to her and give your mother some grandchildren as soon as possible. You should also study hard on weekdays. The teachers I assigned to you cannot be idle. They are all very wise. You should learn from them and you will benefit from them for the rest of your life."

When he started nagging, he was as careful and considerate as a mother hen taking care of her chicks. Lin Shiheng, who was standing behind him, patted his back and smiled playfully: "I am a prince and I have the emperor to take care of me. Even if I don't learn those literary things, I can still live a comfortable and noble life."

Seeing that he was still so childish even after getting married, Emperor Anqing felt helpless and sad. He sighed with a vicissitudes of life.

"My child, my brother can't take care of you forever."

"My brother is only a little older than me, why can't he take care of me forever."

Lin Shiheng pinched his shoulders diligently, still looking like a dandy prince who didn't know the sufferings of the world.

But in the direction that Emperor Anqing didn't notice, he pinched his shoulders in one go, and tapped his acupoints from time to time.

The more comfortable he was, the more worried Emperor Anqing was.

Although he was strictly in his prime, he suffered too much assassination in his early years. The situation was serious at that time, and he couldn't even find a doctor to treat him. Until now, he has become seriously ill.

Now he can clearly feel that his body is getting heavier day by day, and there has been no child in the palace. Although the doctor said that his health would not affect his offspring, Emperor Anqing still believed in his heart that he had been injured for a long time, and he could not leave offspring and his time was running out.

He had fought so hard to get the throne, and even if he had no offspring, he would never give it to others. Even if he had to give it to someone else, he would give it to his younger brother, who was born of the same mother.

But after all, he loved his child, and he really couldn't bear to let his younger brother, who was used to being free, study day and night like himself, and dare not relax for a moment. After finally sitting on the throne, he couldn't stop. For the sake of the country, he had to bite the bullet and continue to handle government affairs even if he was sick or in pain.

Feeling his shoulders gradually relax because of his younger brother's tapping and massage, Emperor Anqing sighed: "You have been here long enough, go visit mother quickly, I still have a lot of things to do here."

Reluctant to let his younger brother suffer, all he could do was to properly handle the country while he was still alive, and then hand it over to his younger brother in a complete and prosperous manner.

The heartless little prince really didn't notice the heaviness on his brother's face. He happily responded and left the hall with his sleeves flying.

Emperor Anqing looked at his carefree back, who was ignorant of the sufferings of the world, and shook his head helplessly and dotingly. He reached out and touched his shoulder, and said to the chief eunuch serving beside him: "This kid is quite capable. After being pinched by him twice, I really feel a lot lighter."

The chief eunuch laughed in his heart. Whoever has this ability can't be the King of Linjiang, who has been served by others since he was a child and has never served others.

He laughed in his heart and on his face: "It must be that the prince is wholeheartedly trying to be good to His Majesty, and he has put in a lot of effort, so this effect has been achieved."

"Well, I think so too."

Emperor Anqing nodded in satisfaction and moved his shoulders. He felt as if there was a light gas flowing through his body, bringing a sense of relief wherever it went.

It was just a few presses, how could it have such a great effect? ​​It must be an illusion.

Cui Mu was demoted because he made a mistake in treating Princess Linjiang.

When this news reached Mu Qingrong, it was almost time for her to enter the palace.

Her father and mother were very excited about her entering the palace. Her mother kept telling her not to be nervous, and even her father came to visit her several times.

Mu Qingrong was very disdainful of their emotions.

Since her rebirth, she looked down on everyone except her future husband, Prince Linjiang.

These people knew nothing and were still happy that she might be favored by Emperor Anqing.

How could they know that Emperor Anqing would die in another year, and by then, Prince Linjiang would be the real emperor.

Mu Qingrong was also very disdainful of Emperor Anqing, whom she had served.

As an emperor, he was too kind. Whether it was to the concubines or the court officials, he was always gentle. He was even worse than the King of Linjiang who ascended the throne later. He had no imperial majesty at all. He only knew about national affairs every day and never enjoyed himself. He wasted her talents in vain.

Especially, he was a short-lived ghost.

He was going to die, so why choose a show.

In this life, Mu Qingrong didn't want to serve Emperor Anqing at all, so after entering the palace, she lowered her eyebrows and obeyed her eyes, never competing for the top, and had no intention of showing herself at all.

She knew that Emperor Anqing was a gentle person. If the show girl didn't express her admiration for him, he wouldn't take the initiative to keep her.

Mu Qingrong felt that she had done well enough, but she didn't expect that Emperor Anqing would not pay attention to women who lowered their eyebrows and obeyed her eyes, but the queen mother liked this type very much.

When a group of show girls knelt down to pay homage to the queen mother and the emperor, the queen mother, who had been quietly observing the show girls, looked at Mu Qingrong who was quiet and nodded with satisfaction.

"Your Majesty, I think this beautiful girl is very good."

Emperor Anqing also looked up. From a distance, she looked good. He was not picky and said directly: "Let her come forward and have a look."

Mu Qingrong was anxious.

She didn't want to be chosen, otherwise it would be even more impossible for her to marry the King of Linjiang.

In a hurry, she pretended to stumble and fell to the ground when she came forward.

"Your servant has seen you...ah!"

Mu Qingrong heard the voice of the Queen Mother as she wished: "You can't even walk properly, how can you serve the emperor? Give me flowers."

"Yes."

Mu Qingrong's eyes were full of joy, and she didn't notice the cold gazes of the Queen Mother and Emperor Anqing looking at her.

The vision of the upper head was clear. Mu Qingrong just deliberately stumbled, and she looked happy after being given flowers, which was enough to show how much she didn't want to serve Emperor Anqing.

For the royal mother and son, Mu Qingrong's attitude was enough to anger them.

It's just that the selection is still going on, so I'm just holding it in for now.

After the selection, Emperor Anqing, who always felt powerless in sex, spent a little more time in the harem because he was a little relaxed these days. Seeing this, the Queen Mother was happy and forgot about Mu Qingrong.

But Mu Qingrong was preparing in the mansion.

Not for anything else, just because the King of Linjiang sent a message saying that the princess had recovered and he would bring her back to the palace.

Since she was almost humiliated last time, Mu Qingrong has never dared to go to the King of Linjiang's mansion again.

Although it didn't start well, Mu Qingrong relied on her many years of getting along with the King of Linjiang who became the emperor in her previous life. She was very sure that no one in the world knew him better than herself.

She knew that the King of Linjiang loved beauty the most and hated women's jealousy the most.

The most important thing now is to alienate the relationship between the King of Linjiang and Mu Qingling, and then slowly plot.

After thinking it through, Mu Qingrong carefully selected a woman who looked almost exactly like the one that King Linjiang liked in his previous life. On the day when Mu Qingling returned home, she timed it right and had a narrow encounter with them.

As she wished, Lin Shiheng's eyes immediately glued to the woman.

"You are a pretty girl, but you are a servant in the Marquis's Mansion? What's your name?"

The girl bowed softly, "My name is Bo'er, and I serve the third lady."

Seeing that Lin Shiheng's eyes were glued to Bo'er and couldn't get up, Mu Qingrong was proud in her heart, slightly straightened her waist, and glanced at Mu Qingling unintentionally.

How about it? Your newlywed husband brags about other women in front of you, you must feel uncomfortable, right?

When she looked over, she paused with a little disbelief.

I saw that Mu Qingling was smiling with her eyes, and there was no reluctance in her eyes.

How could it be possible? Wasn't she afraid that this girl would threaten her status? She just got married!

"Bo'er?"

At this moment, Mu Qingling heard her husband repeat Bo'er's name and silently continued in her heart.

——As expected, the name suits her. She looks so cute and endearing.

The next moment, Lin Shiheng looked at Bo'er with admiration in his eyes and said, "As her name suggests, she looks so cute and lovely."

Looking at her husband's familiar face of love and joy, Mu Qingling felt no emotion in her heart.

She even wanted to laugh.