The Queen has arrived: An Lingrong does not want to fight in the palace after her rebirth

The emperor's carriage was located at the intersection of the long street where the six east and west palaces met. In front of it were the Yikun Palace and the Imperial Garden. The emperor sat upright in the sedan chair with an approachable smile on his face, but his eyes were sharp:

"I heard that you were embroidering a pagoda to pray for the Queen Mother, so why are you wandering around?"

Yanqing Palace is next to Yuhua Pavilion. There are several hibiscus trees growing against the wall in Yuhua Pavilion, and the flowers are in full bloom. When coming out of Yanqing Palace, An Lingrong asked Rendong to pick a few branches for her.

An Lingrong stood at the intersection of the long street and bowed her head, "May the emperor be blessed with good health. I would like to pick some hibiscus leaves to make a cooling ointment." Her voice was as clear and pleasant as ever, and as soon as she opened her mouth it was like a faint orchid in the dark night, making people intoxicated.

The emperor glanced at the handful of hibiscus branches that Jin Dong was holding, put away the sharpness in his eyes and asked in a gentle voice, "What is the cooling ointment for?"

An Lingrong still lowered her head and spoke softly, "Crush the hibiscus leaves and place them on your temples to relieve the pain in your eyes."

The emperor said calmly, "Rong'er, I never knew you knew pharmacology?" His words did not show his emotions, but An Lingrong did not dare to take it lightly. Medicine can save people or harm people, and there must not be people with ulterior motives around the emperor. She was respectful but spoke in a clear tone, "Your Majesty, when I was young, I was weak and often sought medical advice. Later, I learned a little from a street doctor, so that I could take care of myself. However, street doctors lacked medicinal materials and used folk remedies. I dare not show off my little knowledge in front of Your Majesty, lest Your Majesty laugh at me."

The emperor was amused by her little girl's state, but still asked: "Then tell me, what have you learned?"

An Lingrong finally raised her head and replied coquettishly, "I love beauty. I learned from Old You Yi that I can use seasonal flowers to make flower dew to nourish my skin. My mother embroiders all year round, and I also learned the art of muscle relaxation and massage. Apart from that, I have always used some cheap folk remedies for headaches and fevers, and Qingliang ointment is one of them."

The emperor stopped asking and said with concern: "I know you are tired from embroidering the scriptures. If your eyes feel uncomfortable, remember to find a doctor. Don't use any more folk prescriptions or miscellaneous medicines. It's getting worse and the dew is heavy. I'll have someone send you back, Xiao Xiazi!"

When An Lingrong heard that the emperor wanted to leave alone, she looked at him eagerly, as if she was reluctant to let him go because they had spent too little time together. Her gaze was too intense, and the emperor's heart softened. He explained for the first time, "Hua Fei has had heart palpitations and nightmares. I have to go and see her. You can accompany me to the Yangxin Palace when you are free."

An Lingrong bid farewell to the emperor reluctantly and was escorted back to the Yanx Palace by Xiao Xia Zi.

"Su Peisheng, where is the hibiscus blooming in the imperial garden?" the emperor asked in a deep voice while sitting in the sedan chair.

"Your Majesty, there are several hibiscus flowers in the Qianqiu Pavilion area, and they are in full bloom right now." Su Peisheng answered carefully.

"Don't tell anyone about what happened tonight, lest Shilan gets angry again." The emperor gave the order casually, and Su Peisheng agreed repeatedly.

Xiao Xiazi was very respectful along the way, and even chatted with An Lingrong on the way: "My Lady An, when the Emperor said he wanted to rest in the Yanxi Palace today, people from the Yikun Palace came three times, saying that Concubine Hua was not feeling well, so His Majesty had to go."

An Lingrong knew that this was actually a request for her to go back and appease Noble Lady Fucha. She sincerely thanked Xiao Xiazi, "Thank you, Eunuch Xiao Xiazi, for your advice. Otherwise, it would be difficult for Lingrong to explain to Sister Fucha if she went back rashly."

After entering the Yanx Palace, An Lingrong went straight to the main hall to visit Noble Lady Fucha.

Noble Lady Fucha sat in the outer room with a face full of grief and indignation. Sang'er was joking beside her, but Noble Lady Fucha didn't listen at all and was still sad alone. When she saw An Lingrong coming in, the tears she had been holding back all night finally fell: "Sister An, I wonder how people in the palace will laugh at me tomorrow?"

An Lingrong was of course well aware of how deep a blow this kind of humiliation of being replaced at the last minute could have on a person. She had experienced the humiliation of passing by the triumphantly singing Yu Ying'er on her way back to Zhao, and the embarrassment of being so happy to serve the emperor but instead the emperor summoned Zhen Huan to sleep with him. She used to regard these as humiliations, but after experiencing life and death, she took them lightly. The emperor is affectionate but also heartless, and the honors and favors in the harem are extremely fickle. When the emperor is here, she plays the role of a loving concubine, and when the emperor is not around, she just needs to please herself. There is no need to ruin her true intentions for the sake of illusory love.

"Sister Fucha, life in the palace has always been like this. If you hurt yourself, there will be no shortage of people who laugh at you, but if you are self-satisfied, it will make them afraid. Today's incident is not your fault, it all depends on where the emperor's heart is. The emperor has had a long friendship with Concubine Hua, so he naturally accommodates her in everything, but youth is fleeting, and sister is still young, so why worry about not having opportunities?"

Hearing this, Noble Lady Fucha wiped away her tears and said, "But when I think about the faces of everyone when I pay my respects tomorrow, I still feel uncomfortable."

An Lingrong took her hand and comforted her, "This is the main purpose of Concubine Hua. If Sister Fucha is embarrassed tomorrow, she will naturally be happy to see you make a fool of yourself. But if Sister is at ease tomorrow, she will find it boring, and others will not look down on you."

Noble Lady Fucha finally burst into laughter. She held An Lingrong's hand tightly and said sincerely, "If the emperor has to stay in the Yanxi Palace in the future, you don't have to stay away, sister An. There is no need for us to be so distant and estranged from each other."

An Lingrong never thought that Noble Lady Fucha would misunderstand her going out like this. She wanted to tell her the truth about her going out, but was afraid of making her worry, so she could only agree to Fucha's words.

After Xia Dongchun was released from house arrest, he was kept in Jingren Palace by the empress after paying his respects every day to be taught the rules.

After the beginning of winter, the emperor finally turned over Xia Dongchun's card.

In the east side hall of the Yanxi Palace, Xia Dongchun had a look of joy on her face as she kept directing the palace servants to go in and out to prepare for her sleeping partner. Her maid Danshuang was carrying a basin of jade table and golden cups given by the empress into Xia Dongchun's bedroom.

"My lady, this is a famous narcissus cultivated in the flower room, the Jade Platform Golden Cup, which the Queen Mother specially gave to you. Congratulations to my lady on your big wedding tonight."

The Fengluan Chunen carriage ding-donged all the way and took Xia Dongchun to the Yangxin Palace.

An hour later, a sedan chair quietly carried Xia Dongchun back.