In the Legend of Zhen Huan, Huanbi’s rebirth begins with reporting on Zhen Huan

Meng Jingxian held the sign, smiled dignifiedly, approached the emperor, and asked softly: "Do you think so? Your Majesty?"

"I heard that Sister An sang one of the best songs in the world, and I thought that if I had time someday, I would not let Sister An teach me."

"Concubine was a little sick before, so she didn't have the opportunity to come into contact with these things."

"I think since the emperor likes it, it must be very good. If you have time, can you teach me?"

When the emperor heard Meng Jingxian say that she was weak, he glanced at Meng Jingxian and patted her hand. He said seriously: "You don't need to learn, just take good care of yourself!"

I stood beside the emperor and looked at An Lingrong.

An Lingrong's eyes flashed, and a trace of resentment flashed deep in his eyes.

I was horrified and understood.

It is certain that An Lingrong has resentment, but there is nothing he can do about it.

Meng Jingxian came from a wealthy family, and the legitimate daughters did not have to learn these kinds of singing songs. The most they could do was learn embroidery and then learn to be a housekeeper.

There was no way, since An Lingrong wanted to show her face in front of the emperor, she had to put down her face.

If Meng Jingxian did not have the emperor's favor, she would still have the support of the Duke of Pei State behind her.

But An Lingrong, without the emperor's favor, had a difficult life in the palace.

An Lingrong just stood and watched the emperor and Meng Jingxian's love for their concubine.

An Lingrong stepped forward and picked up the sign titled "Oriole" with his jade fingers, and smiled: "Your Majesty, why don't you just obey Sister Jingbin's words?"

"I think what Sister Jingbin chose is excellent."

"But Sister Jingbin is weak, so I think it's better not to learn these songs or stay up late to embroider some pajamas."

"It's not good for Sister Jingbin's eyes. Sister Jingbin's eyes are like a pool of spring water, so clear and translucent that people can't take their eyes away!"

An Lingrong smiled and put down the sign in his hand without waiting for the emperor to speak.

There has been a storm in my heart. How could An Lingrong accept this title in this life?

We haven’t seen each other for a long time, why don’t we fight? An Lingrong seems to have changed a lot.

An Lingrong picked up the plain brocade pajamas again, took a closer look, and then placed the embroidery pattern in front of the emperor. He looked at the emperor as if unintentionally and said, "Ah, I remember that there was an embroidery man in the Jiangnan Weaving Department." Mom can also use this Su embroidery technique to embroider on both sides."

"Sister Jingbin is in poor health and can't sing. How can she still embroider on both sides? Look at her embroidery work. It's extremely exquisite. It's even comparable to an old embroiderer who has been working for more than ten years."

"I think Sister Jingbin can even learn double-sided embroidery, but my sister's singing skills are mediocre."

"Sister Jingbin can definitely learn it too!"

"Why not, why don't I take the time to teach my sister some other time!"

"It's better to let my sister and sister sing together for the emperor!"

An Lingrong glanced at Meng Jingxian with a half-smile but not a smile. I saw the emperor's face darken, took the pajamas, and looked at Meng Jingxian's face.

Meng Jingxian, who admired in her heart that this figure is neither light nor heavy, asked the embroiderer to replace the embroidered pajamas, and then used them to compete for favor!

He also insinuated that he and Meng Jingxian would sing a song for the emperor. Meng Jingxian was born in a wealthy family and has the magnanimity of a wealthy family!

With this move, An Lingrong gently picked up the yin and yang that he had put down high and gave Meng Jingxian a hand!

Meng Jingxian's face darkened again and again. An Lingrong took the emperor's hand without leaving a trace, and said with a sweet smile: "Your Majesty, what do you think?"

Before the emperor could speak, Meng Jingxian coughed a few times. With a look of Xizi holding his heart, Meng Jingxian gave a weak smile: "As long as the emperor likes it, I can learn from it!"

"Concubine is indeed no better than Sister An, her voice is as clear as a bird's song!"

"Sister An's singing voice is melodious and melodious. Concubine, after all, she is a little weak!"

I stood next to the emperor and watched An Lingrong and Meng Jingxian go back and forth. Meng Jingxian, please don't let me down!

The title submitted by the Ministry of Internal Affairs was something I had informed Zhou Pei in advance.

An Lingrong made a reminder for Yilan, and I specially asked Zhou Pei to deliver it when Meng Jingxian was around.

It's just that today's situation is a little subtle.

The emperor looked at An Lingrong and finally listened to An Lingrong's words. Without Zhen Huan blocking his way in this world, An Lingrong could be regarded as unique in the harem.

The emperor's eyes darkened slightly as he picked up the title sealing sign, looked at An Lingrong again, and said in a low voice: "This Xian cannot be used. I think Rong'er doesn't like the word "Li"."

"Not as good as..."

The emperor lowered his head and thought for a while, his eyes lit up for a long time, and then he said again: "Open the red lips, golden wind and osmanthus seeds, call Can Meng, and light rain pear blossoms."

He looked at An Lingrong again and nodded: "Why don't you choose the word pear?"

Before An Lingrong spoke, the emperor nodded with satisfaction: "Very good, very good, Rong'er and Lihua complement each other very well!"

An Lingrong saw the emperor like this and stepped forward with a smile: "Then I have thanked the emperor for his kindness!"

I looked at An Lingrong. An Lingrong may not like this title very much, but the emperor's performance today shows that the emperor likes it very much, so he might as well sell it well.

At least the word oriole is no longer used.

Oriole Oriole, doesn't it mean that An Lingrong is just a gadget?

Caged bird?

Who is not a caged bird?

Looking at the emperor's reaction to Meng Jingxian, it was obvious that he had listened to An Lingrong's Yin Yang Meng Jingxian's words, but the emperor was still concerned about Meng Jingxian's frail health.

An Lingrong smiled coquettishly and thanked her, while Meng Jingxian's eyes flashed with displeasure on the other side.

Zhou Pei held the tray and said with a smile: "Now that the emperor has decided, how about the servants go back and rush to make it?"

My eyes flashed, Zhou Pei glanced at me, and then said: "The Ministry of Internal Affairs has received a new batch of parrots today. How many of them will the emperor keep?"

"There is also this year's Luozidai available, but there are only three dendrobiums,..."

After Zhou Pei said this, he paused and looked at the emperor's expression.

The emperor said "Oh", then seemed to remember, and said again: "Parrot, send some to the palaces, you can also keep them for the palaces to amuse themselves and relieve their boredom!"

"Luozidai!" The emperor glanced at An Lingrong and Meng Jingxian.

Meng Jingxian and An Lingrong both lowered their heads, waiting for the emperor's words!

The emperor thought for a long time, and finally made up his mind, looked at Zhou Pei and said: "I sent you a bunch of dendrobium from the queen's palace, and sent a bunch of dendrobium from the palace of Yikun because she is pregnant."

Where is the remaining handful of dendrobium?

The emperor looked at An Lingrong and suddenly noticed something was wrong with An Lingrong. He stepped forward and touched An Lingrong's eyebrows and asked, "Ronger's eyebrows?"

I saw that the ends of An Lingrong's eyebrows lost a little of their original color under the emperor's touch.

An Lingrong looked at the emperor, smiled softly, and a blush flashed on his face: "Your Majesty, this is still last year, maybe it's a little damp!"

The emperor's eyes became visibly fierce: "Zhou Pei, is this how the Ministry of Internal Affairs handles matters?"

Zhou Pei quickly knelt down on the ground with the tray in hand: "If you return to the emperor, I won't know!"

"What the Ministry of Internal Affairs sends to each palace is sent together according to the proportion of each palace!"

"My servant really doesn't know what happened today!"

An Lingrong glanced at Zhou Pei, then at the emperor, and stepped forward with a smile: "Your Majesty, it has nothing to do with the Ministry of Internal Affairs!"

"It was accidentally sprinkled with water when I was putting it away, but it's not a big deal. Just let it dry in the sun. No need to delay it."

An Lingrong stopped talking and smiled slightly, with water glistening in his eyes. The emperor was stunned for a moment!

He couldn't help but raise his hand and touch An Lingrong's hair. A look of pity flashed in his eyes, and he waved his hand: "Zhou Pei! The rest will be sent to the side hall of Yanxi Palace to Mr. Li!"