An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

As soon as I came back from Xianfu Palace, I saw Baoque waiting outside the gate of Yanx Palace.

Lingrong thought something big had happened, but it turned out that the emperor had just entered Ledao Hall for some reason. Baoque was afraid that Lingrong would accidentally bump into the emperor, so she waited at the door.

"Our Baoque is the most attentive." Lingrong praised Baoque with a smile, but she was now outside the palace and had no time to prepare anything. She just tidied her clothes slightly.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw the emperor bent over the desk, writing something, with Fu Zi serving him on the side. From a distance, she looked like a beautiful lady.

Su Peisheng was also standing nearby. When he saw Lingrong, he wanted to open his mouth to remind the emperor. However, Lingrong made a hushing gesture and retreated to the corridor with Zhaoshui and Baoque.

The emperor is in a good mood now, so she doesn't want to disturb him.

Now that Zhen Huan is under house arrest, there is no one like Queen Chun Yuan in the harem for the Emperor to look at and miss.

The Queen couldn't wait to send a new one, so how could Lingrong deliberately stop her?

After all, the more people who look like Queen Chun Yuan in the palace, the better. It will also help the emperor think carefully about whether he likes Zhen Huan's face that looks like Queen Chun Yuan, or Zhen Huan herself.

Fortunately, it is already late March, and the sun is warm on my body, and the chill is completely gone.

"My lady, Dujuan...isn't that Sister Baojuan?" Baoque looked around carefully, fearing that Dujuan would suddenly appear and scare her. "Last night, I was awakened by a series of faint crying sounds, and that sound was especially like Sister Baojuan.

I finally mustered up the courage to go to the window and see Dujuan squatting in the corner crying. She looks exactly like Sister Baojuan. Seeing her at night is really scary.”

"You are timid. I'm afraid you didn't sleep all night." Ling Rong took Bao Que's hand and leaned in to look at the dark circles under her eyes. "Go and have a good sleep."

"But my lord..."

"I don't know if she is Baojuan or not. She doesn't want to say. Maybe she hates me for not rescuing her from the laundry department."

"How can you blame me for this?" Bao Que snorted, "It was she who wanted to harm me, but I didn't blame her. I even begged the Emperor and the Empress to let her go."

Ling Rong sighed deeply, and she looked at the sachet on Bao Que's waist, "Bao Que, please take care of Bao Juan, don't let her be deceived by others and hurt herself again."

Baoque just thought Lingrong really cared about Baojuan, and was a little stunned for a moment, until Lingrong gave her another instruction, she agreed obediently.

After finally coaxing Baoque to rest, Lingrong finally got a moment of peace. She leaned on the beauty's armchair and looked at the trees in the garden that had already turned green.

This year's spring came exceptionally late, but after one night of spring breeze, the peach blossoms began to bloom.

Unfortunately, there are no peach trees in the Yanx Palace. Lingrong secretly thought that it would be great if she could live in a palace with peach trees, like the Chenghuai Temple in the Tangquan Palace, where she could see a peach tree as soon as she opened the window.

"Why are you sitting here? Don't you want to go back to Le Dao Tang?"

"I want to see peach blossoms, but there are no peach blossoms in the Yanx Palace." Lingrong held the emperor's hand, but did not turn around to look, nor did she have any intention of standing up to salute.

It was rare for the emperor to see her so ignorant of the rules, and for a moment he felt quite fresh about it.

He followed Ling Rong's gaze towards the Yanxi Palace. The palace was not big, and apart from the ginkgo trees, there was really no more beautiful scenery.

"It seems that Rong'er likes peach blossoms. No wonder she went to Guangrun Pavilion to sit every day when she was in Tangquan Palace."

"It's a pity that I don't see such brilliant peach blossoms in the palace. There are a lot of them in the imperial garden, but it's a pity that I can't look at them all day long."

"Peach blossoms..." The emperor pondered for a while, but he couldn't remember which palace had the most peach blossoms. "Su Peisheng, where in this palace are the most peach blossoms?"

"As for the peach blossoms... I remember that the Cining Palace has the most peach blossoms, but... but no one has lived there since Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang." When Su Peisheng mentioned this name, he couldn't help but soften his tone, "Besides that, there is only the Imperial Garden."

Hearing that there were few peach trees in the palace, Ling Rong felt a little disappointed. Seeing her depressed, the emperor immediately pulled her close to him and said, "Ask the flower house to grow more peach trees. I was thinking of moving the palace for you, so I'll take this opportunity to plant some peach trees."

Move the palace? Ling Rong had lived in the Yanxi Palace in her previous life and had never been to any other palace. For a moment, she couldn't understand why the emperor wanted to move her to another palace.

"Why do you suddenly want to move my concubine to another palace?"

"I think that Noble Lady Fucha has been pregnant for two months. When she gives birth, she will be promoted to concubine and legitimately become the head of the Yanxi Palace."

The emperor squeezed Lingrong's hand and looked at her flat belly. "If Rong'er has a child in the future, it will be more spacious for her to live in a palace alone."

Ling Rong was naturally happy that she didn't have to continue living in the small and cold Le Dao Hall. However, almost all the twelve palaces already had concubines. The Queen, Concubine Hua, Zhen Huan, and Concubine Chun all lived in a palace alone. There was no palace for her to live in alone.

"Then where will I live?"

"I have thought of a place, but there are no peach blossoms in that palace, but there are many pear blossoms."

"Pear blossoms?" Ling Rong was quite fond of pear blossoms. Now that it was almost April, the pear blossoms on the tree were as white as snow, which was a special feeling.

"After the rain, the chill is light, before the wind, the fragrance is soft, spring is in the pear blossoms, I would like to see these pear blossoms."

When the emperor heard that Lingrong wanted to see it, he became more determined to move her to Chengqian Palace. He glanced at Su Peisheng, indicating that it was time for him to speak.

"I have heard that the pear blossoms in Chengqian Palace are the most beautiful. The spring breeze blows through like snow rippling in winter. Just one glance at that scene is worth a lifetime."

Su Peisheng walked up to Ling Rong and bowed, "The Emperor has mentioned to me many times that he wants to move the young lady to a bigger palace, but the winter is too cold and the Emperor doesn't want the young lady to suffer from the cold."

"Su Peisheng, you talk too much." The emperor waited for Su Peisheng to finish his words before pretending to be angry and speaking.

Ling Rong watched the interaction between the master and servant, and for a moment she actually found it somewhat amusing. She covered her face with a handkerchief, fearing that the emperor would notice.

"Pick a good day and move over there."

When Lingrong heard that this was a done deal, she immediately bowed happily and even happily gave Su Peisheng a generous reward.

The emperor saw that she was happy, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke, "The one in the Rong'er Palace named Fuzi is quite clever."

Ling Rong was originally happy, but she immediately felt a little disgusted when she heard this, but she still smiled brightly, "Fuzi was only assigned to Ledao Hall these two days, and he is indeed a quick-witted person."

"There are head nannies and eunuchs in Chengqian Palace. It might be a bit overstepping the boundaries to take this assigned maid with us." Su Peisheng jumped out again at this time and said what the emperor was reluctant to say.

Ling Rong knew that the emperor had taken a liking to Fu Zi and was thinking of giving her the title of an official lady or a concubine.

In the previous life, she was Yu Ying'er, and in this life, she is Fuzi. The emperor does not value family background, and everything depends on his preference.

"But it's not good to just leave this girl in Ledao Hall," Lingrong looked at the emperor's face and saw that he looked a little uneasy, so she immediately added the second half of the sentence, "Since the emperor thinks Fuzi is smart, why don't you help this concubine and ask her to serve in front of the emperor."

The emperor likes concubines who are tactful the most. Seeing Lingrong being so tactful, his displeasure immediately disappeared. "She is lucky to have a master like Rong'er who thinks for her."

The emperor got the result he wanted, and he was satisfied and took Su Peisheng away from the Yanx Palace.

Ling Rong sat in the corridor for a long time before slowly moving into the hall.

Fuzi was dusting around in the hall. When he saw Lingrong coming back, he immediately saluted in a panic. It was obvious that he had done something to let his master down.

Ling Rong already knew that the emperor wanted to marry her, so she did not embarrass Fu Zi, but she deliberately mentioned Wanpin, "Come to think of it, you are somewhat similar to Wanpin."

Fuzi touched her face. She had never seen Concubine Wan, let alone Queen Chunyuan, so the mention of Lingrong easily aroused her curiosity.

"That concubine Wan seems to be the most favored by the emperor."

"Yes." Ling Rong nodded affirmatively, "Wanpin likes reading and writing poetry. She is more bookish than you."

Fuzi nodded thoughtfully, her hands moving more cheerfully, "How can this servant compare with Miss Wanpin? It is my blessing that we are a little bit similar."

Yes, it is really your blessing. Lingrong smiled more and more brightly. She mentioned Zhen Huan deliberately, just wanting Fuzi to learn from her.

Since they are all in favor, who wouldn’t want to find a shortcut?

After paying respects the next day, Lingrong received an imperial decree to move to another palace. She left Ledao Hall with Zhaoshui, Baoque, Xiaochizi and Dujuan and moved to the larger Chengqian Palace.

She originally wanted to live in the East Side Hall, but was stopped by Fang Jing, who is now the head aunt in Chengqian Palace.

Aunt Fang Jing said frankly that the emperor had allowed Ling Rong to live in the main hall of Chengqian Palace, so there was no need to worry about whether it would break the rules.

Ling Rong didn't expect that the emperor would be so generous. Not only did he give her the main hall of Chengqian Palace to live in, he even called the nanny who taught her when she entered the palace to be the head aunt.

She didn't believe that the emperor fell in love with her. After thinking about it, she could only think that the emperor felt guilty for the lost child.

Now, in the emperor's heart, Zhen Huan is no longer as kind as Queen Chun Yuan. Instead, she has awakened the little rationality in the emperor's heart, and he knows how to compensate himself for the anger caused by Zhen Huan.

On the night of moving to Chengqian Palace, the emperor went to Lingrong to celebrate her move and stayed overnight in Lingrong Hall.

But in the second half of the night, there was a knock on the gate of Chengqian Palace, saying that Noble Lady Fucha suddenly had a stomachache, and it was unknown whether the royal heir was in trouble.

Although the emperor was angry, he thought that Noble Lady Fucha would not joke with the child, so he put on his clothes and rushed to the Yanx Palace under the cover of night.

Lingrong originally planned to go with the emperor to see Noble Lady Fucha, but was pushed back to bed by the emperor.

"It's cold at night and you're weak, so don't bother yourself."

Hearing that she didn't need to get up, Lingrong immediately pulled the quilt to wrap herself tightly. She used the quilt to hide the smile on the corners of her mouth, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed to look at the emperor.

"Then ask Eunuch Su to help the emperor put on more clothes. It would be bad if he caught a cold."

After all, the emperor was worried about the royal heir, so he only said a few tender words to Lingrong and then hurried to the Yanx Palace.

According to Ling Rong's understanding of Noble Lady Fucha, it was probably not the case that the royal heir was ill, and Noble Lady Fucha was just trying to win favor by pretending to be pregnant.

In addition, today he actually moved to Chengqian Palace to live alone, while she was pregnant but had to live in the same palace with Xia Dongchun. Naturally, he was jealous and wanted to teach her a lesson.

Let her do whatever she wants. Anyway, the emperor hates people who take advantage of their favor the most. It's okay once or twice, but if she does it again and again, I'm afraid that the day she gives birth to a child will be the day she falls out of favor.

Lingrong slept well that night. Chengqian Palace was not far from Jingren Palace, which made it convenient for her to pay her respects to the Queen.

Originally she thought she had arrived very early, but as soon as Ling Rong stepped into the hall, she found that all the concubines in the palace had already arrived except Noble Lady Fucha.

Even Xia Dongchun was sitting at her seat drinking tea. Seeing Lingrong's happy face, she asked her to come and sit down.

Lingrong looked at the Queen in confusion, but the Queen didn't even look at her. She thought that there would be no dispute today because of her moving into Chengqian Palace.

"What's going on? Why are all the concubines in the palace so serious?" Ling Rong moved closer to Xia Dongchun, looking at everyone's faces and asked in a low voice.

"The emperor left you yesterday, and you were still able to sleep." Xia Dongchun had an expression that said she was worthy of being called you. She cleared her throat and answered in what she thought was a very low voice, "The emperor favored a palace maid last night, and he made her his concubine this morning."

Ling Rong said "oh". No one present knew who the palace maid was better than her, but she didn't know how the emperor, who was invited by Noble Lady Fucha, was seduced away by Fu Zi.

"But last night they said that Noble Lady Fucha was feeling unwell, so they invited the Emperor to come over. How could this happen?"

Xia Dongchun shook her head in a pretentious manner, but when she saw that Ling Rong did not continue to ask questions, she could no longer pretend and grabbed Ling Rong's hand and moved closer.

"Noble Lady Fucha just ate too much, it's not like the heir is ill at all. The emperor was so angry that he went out, and happened to see that palace maid reciting a poem under the tree."

Xia Dongchun rolled her eyes in disdain. She inexplicably thought of Zhen Huan, who also loved reading poems and essays that would make people nauseous. And the emperor just happened to like that.

"Who would recite poetry under a tree in the middle of the night? Do you think you are a female ghost?"

"Xia Changzai, please do not speak of gods and ghosts in the palace."

The queen finally couldn't bear it anymore. She rubbed her forehead and looked uncomfortable.

Xia Dongchun fell silent immediately, but after a moment, she turned to worry about whether the queen had a headache again.

Before anyone could say a word, the palace maid who was favored last night entered the palace and paid her respects to the queen according to the rules.

"This is Fu Da Ying." The queen still put on her kind face and introduced her to the concubines.

Fu agreed and bowed to all the concubines in the palace one by one until her legs were bent and shaking a little, and then she was allowed to sit at the end and rest for a while.

"I heard that this Concubine Fu was serving in the palace of Concubine An, so how could she appear in the Yanxi Palace so late at night?"

Unexpectedly, it was Concubine Qi who spoke first. Lingrong glanced at Fuzi and only spoke after she looked embarrassed.

"After all, I have lived in Le Dao Tang for a long time, and there are some things that I haven't packed properly for a while, so I asked Fu to pack them up... Fu agreed to pack them up.

It is her blessing to be liked by the emperor. Right, Fu agrees. "