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

In the Hundred Horses Garden.

"These are the favored ladies in the palace. You will definitely benefit from serving them."

The eunuch Zhang in charge was trying to persuade Ye Lanyi, who had a defiant look on her face.

Ye Lanyi was extremely displeased with the arrival of An Lingrong and the others. In her mind, riding a horse was just a way for the nobles in the palace to compete for favor. Since there would be disputes, she was too lazy to step forward and serve, so she crossed her arms and spoke impatiently:

"I can serve horses, but I can't serve delicate ladies. It's just some gold and silver as a reward. Since you want it, why don't you serve it yourself?"

Her sarcastic attitude made Eunuch Zhang scold her:

"Don't be ungrateful. I'm letting you show off in front of the nobles on purpose. If it were someone else who encountered this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, they would definitely be grateful. But you're so arrogant. Do you think I dare not punish you?"

Ye Lanyi was originally alone in the Old Summer Palace, and besides, Eunuch Zhang in the Hundred Horses Garden really couldn't leave her, so she ignored his threats and just glanced at him with a half-smile:

"If you want to punish me, you can do so. But even if you do, I will still not be willing to serve you."

Her stubborn attitude made Eunuch Zhang angry. If Ye Lan Yi wasn't needed for the equestrian performances during festivals in the palace, why would he have to endure her sarcasm? Well, serving the noble was the most important thing right now, and she didn't want someone else to serve her.

Eunuch Zhang snorted coldly, flicked his sleeves and left the stable. Ye Lanyi sneered and continued to brush the horse with her head down.

When Eunuch Zhang came over with another horse trainer, he was amazed by Xia Dongchun's superb riding skills.

I saw Xia Dongchun wearing pomegranate red riding clothes, riding on a black Mongolian horse. With a slight wave of the whip, the horse galloped forward like a sharp arrow, and its heroic figure was as rapid as a meteor.

Under the blue sky, the faster the horse ran, the more excited Xia Dongchun became. The pleasure and comfort of riding through the wind made her unable to help but perform various difficult movements on the horse, such as bending backward or riding sideways. She had a lot of fun.

However, An Lingrong couldn't help but worry for her, and at the same time secretly envied her happy life.

While An Lingrong was concentrating on Xia Dongchun, the emperor also arrived at Baijun Garden. When Eunuch Zhang was about to pay his respects, the emperor stopped him in time by waving his hand.

Looking at Xia Dongchun, who was dressed in fine clothes and riding a horse freely, the emperor was a little dazed for a moment. He fixed his eyes on Xia Dongchun, as if reminiscing about an old friend. After a moment, he left silently with little Xia Zi.

"Whoa!" After Xia Dongchun finally had his fill, he dismounted gracefully, then asked Eunuch Zhang to bring out a docile old horse and began to teach An Lingrong how to ride a horse.

One of them had quite a bit of experience in equestrianism, and the other was studying seriously and diligently, and they spent an afternoon like this in the Hundred Horses Garden.

In the following days, the two spent their afternoons in Baijun Garden.

When thin calluses appeared on both sides of An Lingrong's thighs, she finally dared to ride her horse alone.

During this period, the emperor never went to Baijun Garden again, and An Lingrong never met Ye Lan'yi.

In Xianyue Pavilion, Shen Meizhuang finally waited for Wen Shichu to diagnose her pulse. Seeing the person she had missed for more than eight months appear in front of her again, Shen Meizhuang's heart suddenly became very anxious. In the past few months of not seeing each other, she had thousands of words to tell him, but when she came to her lips, there was only one sentence:

"Master Wen, my illness is not serious, right?"

She spoke normally, but the fire in her eyes could not escape Wen Shichu's eyes. It was too hot, so Wen Shichu wiped the sweat off his forehead with his sleeve, lowered his eyes to avoid Shen Meizhuang's burning gaze, and said respectfully:

"My lady, there was nothing wrong with her health originally, but she has been worried for the past few months, so she has pain in her ribs and feels short of breath. If this continues, her heart and lungs may be damaged. Medicine can heal the body but not the heart. My lady needs to be more at ease."

Seeing that he was trying to avoid her, Shen Meizhuang felt a dull pain in her heart. She smiled faintly at Wen Shichu's thin face:

"I have something on my mind, how can I feel at ease? First, Huan'er has been in Anqi Temple for almost a year, and not a single word has been heard. Second... Never mind, it's better not to say anything. It's easy for you to persuade me with these words, but why don't you look at yourself, you are also worried."

The unfinished meaning in her words made Wen Shichu feel even hotter. Big drops of sweat soaked his clothes. He hurriedly took a step back, still with that respectful look, and said:

"I only regret that my humble position is too low and my words are not taken seriously, so I cannot go to Anqi Temple. However, I think the Royal Taoist Temple will not treat Master Zhen harshly. The most important thing for you is to protect yourself."

His step back hurt Shen Meizhuang, and she smiled bitterly:

"You may not have to worry about food and clothing, but you can't go out for the rest of your life. It's just like being in a bigger prison. Huan'er is still young, but she has to be imprisoned for the rest of her life. That's it. It's the same as mine. Go away."

Wen Shichu hurriedly took his leave as if he had been pardoned. He staggered before leaving the house. Some words finally took root in his heart.

Before dinner, when An Lingrong returned to Wufutang from Baijun Garden, she naturally learned that Wen Shichu had come to diagnose Shen Meiyu's pulse.

"Keep watching." An Lingrong whispered to Rendong.

However, this time during the summer vacation in the Old Summer Palace, except for the first night which was a little bit lively, the various palaces lived in harmony.

If you have children, accompany them to play and grow every day.

Those who don't have children can be favored by the emperor from time to time.

For a moment, I felt a subtle sense of balance.

In this atmosphere, Concubine Duan gradually recovered from her illness. When the emperor saw her again, he looked at her rosy cheeks and felt a little dazed. It seemed as if time had returned to when she first entered the palace. Concubine Duan was also as beautiful as a peach. Recalling the past, the emperor couldn't help but say:

"I didn't realize that you have been with me for so many years."

Concubine Duan looked at the wrinkles on the emperor's face and said with concern, "Time flies. The days in Prince Yong's mansion seem like yesterday. I am no longer like yesterday's flowers. But the emperor is as enthusiastic as ever. However, there are always endless things to do in the world. The emperor should take care of the people and take care of his own body."

The emperor nodded casually: "I know, but there are so many things to deal with. If I really relax, the people below will have different intentions."

Concubine Duan sighed: "So it's not easy to be the head of a family."

This sentence seemed to remind the emperor of something. He glanced at Concubine Duan, who looked healthy.

"I remember that you once learned how to manage the household. Now the palace is full of affairs. Why don't you help the queen share some of the burden?"

After waiting for what she had been looking forward to for a long time, Concubine Duan still looked embarrassed:

"But I have been away from the palace for a long time and have long been unfamiliar with the affairs of the palace. I am afraid that if I make a mistake, it will make things difficult for the emperor."

The more the emperor thought about it, the more he felt it was possible:

"You are a rare thoughtful person in this harem. If even you can't do it well, I really don't know who to look for."

Finally, Concubine Duan stopped shirking her responsibilities and said, "Then I will try my best."

By the time the queen learned that her palace power had been divided again, it was already too late to save it.