An Lingrong after rebirth

An Lingrong sat in the sedan chair, tears pouring out like a broken dam, she covered her mouth tightly to prevent the sound of crying from being heard. Her eyes were red and her face was full of tear marks.

She didn't know how long the sedan had been swaying, but she felt that time had passed so slowly. Her thoughts were like a tangled mess, unable to be sorted out.

"My lady..." Lian'er called An Lingrong softly, with a hint of worry in her voice. She carefully handed over a handkerchief, motioning An Lingrong to wipe her tears.

An Lingrong took the handkerchief and gently wiped the tears from her face, trying to make herself look a little neater. She didn't want people to see her in such a mess, but she couldn't hide her inner sadness.

An Lingrong took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She told herself not to cry anymore and to be strong.

With reluctance to leave her mother, she comforted herself that now was not the time to cry, as there were still many things waiting for her to face. When she got pregnant in the future, she would be able to see her mother in eight months!

At this moment, the sedan slowly stopped. Lian Er said softly, "Miss, we're here!"

An Lingrong nodded, straightened her clothes and prepared to get out of the sedan chair.

With the help of Lian'er, An Lingrong slowly got off the sedan chair. She raised her head and looked at the magnificent palace in front of her, feeling awe in her heart.

The palace is tall and majestic, giving people a solemn and dignified feeling.

At this moment, Zhen Huan's sedan chair also arrived. The two people's eyes met, as if they had a special tacit understanding.

They both understood that they were about to become competitors, but also friends.

Fate is always so wonderful, Zhen Huan also got off the sedan chair with the help of Huan Bi. They smiled at each other, their eyes revealing their expectations and uneasiness about the future.

An Lingrong nodded slightly to Zhen Huan as a greeting, then, supported by Lian'er, slowly walked towards the palace.

Upon seeing this, Zhen Huan hurriedly took a few quick steps forward and said, "Why are you in such a hurry, sister? Let's go into the palace together." As she spoke, she took An Lingrong's arm affectionately, walked side by side with her, and chatted along the way.

The two of them passed through the palace gate and saw a group of young eunuchs waiting there, ready to lead the way for the ladies. At this time, a young eunuch walked quickly towards An Lingrong.

The young eunuch bowed respectfully and said, "This servant greets An Changzai. Please come this way. I will take you in." He led An Lingrong to a place where there were few people, and then whispered, "Young Master An, my name is Xiao Yanzi."

An Lingrong remembered that Ling Yun had told her: "Xiao Yanzi and Xinghua are both trustworthy people." So she smiled and said: "Thank you for leading the way, eunuch."

An Lingrong hinted to Lian'er, who immediately took out a big red envelope from her bosom and handed it to Xiao Yanzi, saying, "This is a small token of my appreciation. I hope you will accept it, father-in-law."

Please give me more advice in the future. Xiao Yanzi declined again and again, but finally couldn't resist Lian'er and An Lingrong, so he accepted it.

Xiao Yanzi said to An Lingrong, "Young Master An lives in the West Wing of the Yanxi Palace. Although the palace is not as luxurious as other palaces, it is clean, tidy and peaceful. Nanny Qiufang has been waiting here for a long time with a group of palace maids and young eunuchs."

An Lingrong asked curiously, "Where is the eunuch serving?" Xiao Yanzi replied respectfully, "I am serving in the Imperial Garden."

Xiao Yanzi led An Lingrong to the West Wing. Along the way, they met many palace maids and eunuchs, who all bowed and greeted An Lingrong.

Soon after, they arrived at the West Wing. Aunt Qiu Fang, along with a group of palace maids and young eunuchs, had been waiting for a long time. When they saw An Lingrong coming, they knelt down and saluted, shouting in unison: "Greetings, young lady. May the young lady be blessed with good health!"

An Lingrong smiled and nodded, saying gently: "Everyone, get up. From now on, we servants are the young master's palace servants, and will serve you wholeheartedly. An Lingrong said, thank you all for your trouble." Everyone stood up to thank her, with joy on their faces.

Nanny Qiufang began to introduce the situation of the West Wing to An Lingrong, as well as her daily living arrangements. An Lingrong listened carefully, nodding from time to time to show that she understood.

After everything was arranged, Xiao Yanzi said goodbye to An Lingrong and left the Yanxi Palace. An Lingrong, surrounded by people, walked into her bedroom.

After a short rest in the bedroom, An Lingrong began to familiarize herself with the environment of the Yanxi Palace. She strolled in the courtyard, admiring the beautiful flowers, plants and trees, and feeling the peaceful atmosphere.

As she walked, An Lingrong came to a secluded corner and found a small pavilion. She walked in, sat down, and quietly looked into the distance.

At this time, a butterfly fluttered over and landed on An Lingrong's fingertips. She moved slightly, but the butterfly did not fly away, but continued to stay.

An Lingrong's heart moved, and she remembered a legend she had heard before: if a butterfly landed on the fingertips, it meant good luck was coming.

She couldn't help but smile, thinking to herself: Maybe this is a good sign? Just as she was immersed in her thoughts, she suddenly heard a slight sound of footsteps. She subconsciously raised her head and saw Zhen Huan slowly walking towards the pavilion.

"Sister." An Lingrong was delighted and quickly stood up, with a sincere smile on her face, and greeted Zhen Huan.

"Sister, why are you sitting here alone in a daze?" Zhen Huan walked forward and asked with a gentle smile.

"I was just walking around and before I knew it I was here." An Lingrong answered softly, with a gentle light in her eyes.

Zhen Huan nodded slightly to show her understanding, then took An Lingrong's hand and sat down together, saying with concern: "Sister, you have just arrived and are not familiar with the palace environment. You should try not to run around. And don't bring more servants with you. This is not safe."

An Lingrong nodded obediently and replied, "Sister, you are right. I understand."

Zhen Huan continued to remind her, "Sister, you must be more careful in the future and don't make me worry."

An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan gratefully and said softly, "Thank you for your concern, sister." After that, the two smiled at each other, and their friendship became even deeper.

The two chatted for a long time in the pavilion, as if they had forgotten the passage of time. Sometimes they laughed, sometimes they were lost in thought, sharing their thoughts and dreams. The sunlight shone through the windows of the pavilion onto them, creating mottled light and shadows, warm and soft.

In the courtyard, palace maids were busy shuttling back and forth from time to time. They were dressed in gorgeous palace clothes, holding delicate objects or documents in their hands, and their steps were light and elegant. The palace maids occasionally cast curious glances towards the pavilion, but soon focused on their work at hand.

The breeze gently blew through the courtyard, blowing up the skirts and hair of the palace maids. The air was filled with the scent of flowers and grass, making people feel relaxed and happy. The clear singing of birds came from afar, intertwined with the footsteps of the palace maids, forming a peaceful and harmonious picture.

Gradually the sun set, and Qiufang came over anxiously with a group of guards.

"An Chang Zai, my young mistress, you made it so hard for me to find you!" Qiu Fang said anxiously as she turned her gaze towards Zhen Huan. "Who is this?"

"This is Zhen Huan, also my good sister." An Lingrong replied with a smile.

Qiufang showed a surprised look on her face: "So that's the case. I have seen Wan agree to it."

"Qiufang, why are you here?" An Lingrong asked puzzledly.

“My lady has been away from Yanxi Palace for so long, I am worried,” Qiufang replied.

"Oh, so that's how it is." An Lingrong said with a smile, "I'm fine here, don't worry."

"But, my lady, please don't run around everywhere. This palace..." Qiufang suddenly stopped talking here. She realized that there were many people talking, and if she said something wrong and was heard by others, she didn't know what kind of rumors would spread. So she quickly changed her words and said, "My lady, let's go back first."

An Lingrong also knew what Qiufang meant, nodded, stood up, took Zhen Huan's hand and said, "Sister Huan, I will go back first."

Zhen Huan smiled and responded, "Okay."

Under the guidance of Qiufang, An Lingrong slowly left the pavilion, leaving Zhen Huan sitting there alone. Looking at their departing backs, she couldn't help feeling a complicated emotion in her heart.

As soon as she returned to the Yanxi Palace, An Lingrong heard footsteps behind her. A sharp and piercing voice suddenly rang out: "Who is this? They actually live in our Yanxi Palace too."

An Lingrong's heart skipped a beat, and her face instantly turned as pale as paper. She slowly turned around, and her eyes met that familiar yet unfamiliar face - wasn't that Concubine Xia?

In the previous life, when she and I were both concubines, she often mocked and bullied me because of my humble background. Now, the reincarnation of fate has brought them together again, and as a concubine, I can finally stand up straight and no longer bow to her.

Thinking of this, An Lingrong couldn't help but reveal a faint smile, secretly rejoicing in her heart: "That's great, I don't have to act according to her mood anymore."

Aunt Qiu Fang and the guards and palace maids bowed to Xia Dongchun: "Greetings, Concubine Xia!"

Xia Dongchun smiled somewhat complacently, then looked at An Lingrong beside her, with a flash of disdain in her eyes. Her voice became sharp and arrogant: "Hey, isn't this Sister An?

Where have you been? Why are you here so late? Do you feel that you are of low status and are afraid to see people? "

Aunt Qiu Ju beside Xia Dongchun bowed to An Lingrong and said, "Greetings, Concubine An!"

An Lingrong's face was pale. She lowered her head slightly and tried to remain calm, but her heart was filled with humiliation and uneasiness.

She took a deep breath and tried to make her voice sound calmer: "Sister, what are you talking about? Lingrong just went out for a walk and was delayed for some time. Please forgive me, sister."

Xia Dongchun sneered and continued to mock: "Humph, I think you are just delaying time on purpose to attract other people's attention? Unfortunately, this is not a place where you can show off casually."

Aunt Qiu Fang frowned and said to Xia Dongchun, "Mrs. Xia, please be careful with your words. We are all sisters in the palace, and we should live in harmony."

We are all ordinary people, and our statuses are equal, so there is no need to be sarcastic.

Xia Dongchun glared at Nanny Qiufang and said unceremoniously, "How dare you, a slave, teach me a lesson? I am a concubine appointed by the emperor himself, and I am much more noble than slaves like you."

Nanny Qiufang shook her head helplessly, thinking that this Concubine Xia was really arrogant and domineering, and she might cause a lot of trouble in the future. She could only pray secretly, hoping that this new lady in the palace would restrain her temper to avoid bringing trouble to herself.

An Lingrong did not want to argue with Xia Dongchun. She turned to Aunt Qiu Fang and said, "Mammy, I'm a little tired. I want to go back to my room to rest."

Aunt Qiufang understood and hurriedly helped An Lingrong walk inside. Seeing this, Xia Dongchun became even more smug. She laughed and said, "See, I was right. You are just so courageous."

After that, she left with her maid. When An Lingrong returned to her room, she closed the door, leaned against it, closed her eyes, and sighed deeply.

Although she had decided not to endure Xia Dongchun's bullying anymore, the scene just now still made her feel heavy. She knew that in this harem, fighting and calculations were everywhere, and she had to learn to protect herself.

Xia Dongchun probably felt that he was not worthy of being in the same position as her, otherwise why would he be so rude? But it doesn't matter, An Lingrong thought, I don't want to bother with such a person.

Xia Dongchun should be thankful that she has a good father, otherwise, with her ability, she would never be able to enter the palace. But it doesn't matter, someone will take care of her!

An Lingrong thought about this and her heart gradually calmed down. After all, in this palace, no one knows what will happen tomorrow. Before being favored, you must protect yourself first, then you can have a future! Maybe the next unlucky person will be Xia Dongchun.

As night fell and the lights came on, An Lingrong returned to her bedroom, leaned against the window, and stared at the bright moon outside. Her heart was filled with expectations and anxieties about the future.

Meanwhile, Zhen Huan was taking a nap in her bedroom. She lay on the couch, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep, with the scenes of her time with An Lingrong constantly emerging in her mind.

This was her first time staying away from home, and although the environment was comfortable, the unfamiliarity of the new environment made it difficult for her to fall asleep. She tossed and turned in bed, trying to find a comfortable position to fall asleep, but failed every time.

Her thoughts began to wander, and the warm scenes of home and the figures of her family kept appearing in her mind. The feeling of missing her became stronger and stronger, making her feel extremely lonely and helpless.

I don’t know, mother, is she asleep yet?

An Lingrong decided to get up. She put on a cloak and gently opened the door. The palace was particularly quiet at night. An Lingrong strolled in the courtyard and looked up at the starry sky. She couldn't help but think of her original intention of entering the palace, not only for the glory of her family, but also for her own future.

Just as An Lingrong was immersed in her thoughts, she suddenly heard a melodious flute sound. The flute sound was melodious and pleasant, as if it penetrated the night sky and touched her heart. An Lingrong walked in the direction of the flute sound and came to the small pavilion she had visited during the day. She saw a figure sitting in the pavilion, playing the flute.

When she got closer, An Lingrong found that it was Zhen Huan. Under the moonlight, Zhen Huan's face looked particularly beautiful and charming. She played the flute attentively, as if she and the music were the only ones in the world. An Lingrong stood quietly by, listening to the beautiful melody, and the troubles in her heart gradually dissipated.

When the song ended, Zhen Huan put down the flute, turned around and saw An Lingrong, a surprised smile appeared on her face.

"Sister Lingrong, why are you here? Can't you sleep either?" Zhen Huan stood up and walked to An Lingrong.

"I couldn't sleep, so I came here when I heard the flute sound. I didn't expect it was you playing." An Lingrong said with a smile.

"Sister, you are an excellent pianist. I am ashamed to say that I am not as good as you. I can only play the flute to accompany you." Zhen Huan said modestly.

"Your flute sounds like heavenly music, it's intoxicating." An Lingrong praised sincerely.

The two sat down in the pavilion and found that they had many things in common, and both felt lonely and lost in the palace.

"In this palace, we may need to support each other to go further." An Lingrong held Zhen Huan's hand and said solemnly.