If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

"I am going to promote you." Because Lingrong was pregnant, the emperor had been accompanying her in Anlan Garden these days.

"Your Majesty, I am very happy," Ling Rong said with a smile, but she was afraid that too much favor would cause jealousy in the harem. "But Your Majesty, there are many concubines in the harem, and I am still young. If you promote me to the rank of concubine now, aren't you favoring me too much?"

"You are my sweetheart. Who else should I favor if not you?" The emperor said, stroking Lingrong's belly gently, as if the child could respond to her now.

"Your Majesty." Ling Rong said lovingly, "I am not afraid that rumors will spread in the harem again and make you unhappy."

"It's okay. Not only you, but also Meizhuang and Fucha will be promoted. But Meizhuang is pregnant now, so your canonization ceremony will be simple. When you are crowned as a concubine, I will definitely hold a grand ceremony for you." The emperor gently comforted Lingrong. He had been looking forward to this child for a long time, and he was always afraid that he would treat them both badly.

"Your Majesty, I will obey you," Lingrong said with starry eyes, but she knew in her heart that in her previous life, the emperor had given Zhen Huan a grand ceremony of enthronement, and even changed her surname to Nianhulu.

But it is ironic that in her previous life, after returning to the palace from Lingyun Peak, Zhen Huan lived alone in Yongshou Palace. This was the favor and compensation promised to her by the emperor. In this life, although the emperor did not say that he lived alone, he did not let other concubines live with him.

"Rong'er, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has proposed titles for you, including Xian, He, Shun, Rong, Wen, Li, etc. Which one do you like?" asked the emperor.

"Can I choose for myself?" Ling Rong asked in surprise. Oh, in her previous life, Zhen Huan dismissed her with a single word "li".

Looking at the emperor's confirming eyes, Lingrong thought for a moment. It seemed that the title chosen for her by the Ministry of Internal Affairs in her previous life might be Wen, Li, or Su. "I think they're all good. Your Majesty, please choose for me. I like whatever your Majesty chooses." Lingrong was very curious about what the emperor would choose for her.

"These are all good, but I like Chen more. Chen is the North Star, the brightest star in the night." The emperor looked at the curtains above the bed as if he had already seen the North Star.

"Is it true, Your Majesty? Can you really give the throne to me?" This surprised Lingrong. Although she was not well-educated, she knew that her ancestor had a concubine who was always favored in the harem. Not long after the concubine passed away, her ancestor also died of depression. Does this represent the emperor's feelings for her?

When the emperor heard her words, he stopped looking at the ceiling and turned to look at her, as if he didn't understand her question. "Is my feeling towards you so unclear?"

"I know that the emperor is good to me, but the word 'Chen' has great significance. I am afraid that I am just dreaming." Ling Rong was really surprised. In her previous life, Zhen Huan was so favored but she didn't get the title of 'Chen'.

"Then you can continue to dream. I need to rest now. I have to attend the morning court tomorrow." The emperor did not continue teasing her. He lay down and prepared to sleep. He had not had a full night's sleep for a long time. He wanted to have a good rest today.

Ling Rong didn't say anything. She gently turned over and pressed most of her body against the emperor. She put her arms in front of the emperor and hugged him. When the emperor noticed her movement, he gently stroked her body, as if he was comforting a naughty kitten.

"My lady, you're awake," Ju Qing heard the voice and came into the room, just in time to see Ling Rong getting up.

"Well, what time is it? Why didn't you call me?" Ling Rong was puzzled, because she still had to go and pay her respects.

"It's the end of the Mao and the beginning of the Chen, young lady, don't worry. The emperor has asked eunuch Zhang to ask for leave for you, so you can sleep more." Ju Qing said with a happy face, they were proud of the young lady's favor. The last time she went to the imperial kitchen to get food, the chief steward of the imperial kitchen personally delivered it to her, and asked a little eunuch to bring it back to her.

"Well, let's serve the meal." It was already past the time, so Ling Rong didn't need to worry about it and just had the meal.