An Lingrong is reborn, the reorganized team is killing like crazy

Yes! That's right. She was angry because Shen Meizhuang was better than her in every way. But when she heard Yu'er say that Xianfu Palace was holding a banquet and everyone was celebrating, but An didn't agree, she felt sorry for her and wanted to give her some advice, which led to the scene where she was waiting in the yard to ridicule her.

"Sister, Lingrong embroidered a few dragon flowers for you a few days ago, and also embroidered your favorite eucalyptus. Would you like to see them?" After An Lingrong finished speaking, she gave Juqing a look, and Juqing went back to Ledao Hall to get her things.

After her previous life, An Lingrong knew very well what kind of person Noble Lady Fucha was. Although she bullied the weak and feared the strong, had a sharp tongue and was petty, she was more arrogant than others and appeared to be fearless, but at heart she was a timid and delicate lady. Although she was jealous by nature, she was not a wicked person and was even easy to control.

"Hmph!" Noble Lady Fucha pretended to be angry and glared at An Lingrong, but she did not shake off her arm. The two of them walked into the Yanx Palace.

"Sister, take a look and see if you like it." When Juqing brought the tray with the embroidery and handed it to An Lingrong, An Lingrong took it and personally presented it to Noble Lady Fucha.

Noble Lady Fucha knew her background, and from the clothes she wore when she entered the palace, she also knew that her taste was not very good, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that she was a little petty. Although her clothes and appearance had become much better in recent days, she did not have any expectations for this.

But since she said she embroidered it herself, she couldn't refuse her kindness, so she looked at the lacquer tray. But with just one glance, Noble Lady Fucha was stunned. No, she should have been amazed by An Lingrong's embroidery skills.

"Did you embroider all these?" Noble Lady Fucha looked at the four dragon flowers neatly arranged on the tray. Not to mention how unique the patterns were, just looking at the embroidery work alone was unmatched.

Noble Lady Fucha picked up her favorite dragon robe embroidered with snow-blue fragrant flowers and looked at it carefully, unable to hide the smile on her face.

"Every stitch and every thread is my sister's love. I dare not ask anyone else to do it for me." Seeing that Noble Lady Fucha liked it, An Lingrong smiled and handed the tray to Sang'er beside her.

"This is Suzhou embroidery, right? Sister An is really thoughtful. Sang'er, bring me the white jade hairpin I got the day before yesterday." Noble Lady Fucha handed the Longhua in her hand to Yu'er beside her, and pulled An Lingrong to sit next to her.

"You don't have to be polite, sister. What I give to you should naturally be the best. These dragon hairpins were embroidered by me according to the colors you like to wear on weekdays. If you like it, I will be happy too." An Lingrong said with a smile. Noble Lady Fucha took out a jade hairpin from the brocade box and inserted it into An Lingrong's bun.

"I hope you don't mind what I said just now. It's just that you and I live in the same Palace of Yanxi Palace, so naturally I want to be closer to you. Do you understand my feelings?" Noble Lady Fucha expressed her true feelings and false ones.

"How could Lingrong blame her sister..." The two chatted and laughed for a while, and had lunch in the Yanx Palace with Noble Lady Fucha.

The days passed like this. Without having to talk to Zhen Huan like in the previous life, An Lingrong had a lot of free time to make embroidery for Baojuan to exchange for some silver. After more than a month, she had some extra savings in her hands.

During this period, there was no news from Suiyuxuan that Zhen Huan had recovered from her illness. It seemed that she still decided to stay out of the spotlight for the time being.

However, Shen Meizhuang and Noble Lady Fucha have not been having a very comfortable time recently. It should be because of the Lu Ju incident last time. Concubine Hua has become more and more harsh on them. From time to time, she would ask them to go to Yiku Palace for lectures or to learn things like copying books.

It was better that the emperor granted Shen Meizhuang the power to assist in managing the affairs of the six palaces, but Noble Lady Fucha suffered a lot of losses.

On this day, news had just come that Shen Meiyu had gone to sleep with the emperor. Soon after, someone came from Concubine Hua's palace and invited Noble Lady Fucha to come over. It was not until after the hour of Xu that Noble Lady Fucha returned to the Yanx Palace.

On the second day, news came from Jingren Palace that the Queen's headache had relapsed. Everyone was exempted from paying respects. After breakfast, An Lingrong took Baojuan to the main hall of Yanx Palace.

"Lingrong pays her respects to Sister Fucha. May Sister Fucha be well." An Lingrong bowed and was then pulled by Noble Lady Fucha to sit on the Luohan bed.

"I know you've been having a hard time lately, so I made a box of mugwort soothing ointment using a recipe from my hometown. It has the effect of dredging the meridians and unblocking collaterals. Lingrong knows that you like the fragrance of lilies, so she added some extracted lily dew. You can apply it on the affected area before going to bed every day, which can also provide some relief." After An Lingrong finished speaking after sitting down, Baojuan handed the box to Sang'er beside her.

"Sister, you are thoughtful. The Concubine Hua relies on her power to find excuses to embarrass me every day. When she favors me, I will take it back!"

Recently, the emperor has come to the harem less and less often, but Concubine Hua still feels that she and Shen Meiyu have shared her favor, so she finds all kinds of excuses to waste her and Shen Meiyu's time. Even though Fu Cha is dissatisfied, there is really nothing she can do about it.

"Sister, it's all because of An Lingrong's weak power. She can't help you at all." An Lingrong looked at Noble Lady Fucha worriedly.

"However, it's not your fault. It's Concubine Hua who is bullying others by taking advantage of her power." Noble Lady Fucha sighed. An Lingrong accompanied Noble Lady Fucha to have some tea in the Yanx Palace.

The Forbidden City had already entered autumn in October. The Queen's headache had recurred, but she finally recovered. Jingren Palace resumed normal visits to the palace, but the Queen's power to manage the harem was basically returned to Concubine Hua. Although she was unwilling, she could not show any emotion.

Whenever An Lingrong saw how the Queen obviously cared deeply but had to act calm and noncompetitive, she felt very happy. Only she deserved such an awkward life!

Shen Meizhuang was also in charge of the affairs of the six palaces, and with Concubine Hua's deliberate delay, those trivial and thankless tasks made Shen Meizhuang busy all day and dizzy. Without Shen Meizhuang's invitation, An Lingrong never set foot in Suiyuxuan again.

In this life, An Lingrong has the blessing of Noble Lady Fucha. When Concubine Xin and Concubine Chun invite Fucha to appreciate flowers and drink tea together, they will also bring An Lingrong along. As time goes by, they just get along with each other like this.

It was a clear and cool autumn day without a breeze. In the afternoon, Chun'er asked Concubine Xin to ask Zhu'er, who was by her side, to make some snacks from Sichuan. She then invited Concubine Fucha and An Lingrong to go to the Imperial Garden to enjoy the snacks and admire the beautiful autumn scenery.

"Haci, haci, Yu'er, please pour me some tea. My tongue is almost not mine anymore!" Chun'er covered her lips with a handkerchief and said to Yu'er who was standing beside her.

Yu'er, who was standing by, saw that her mistress's cheeks were flushed, so she poured her two cups of tea, and only then did Chun'er's expression ease.