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

"Sister Xin, the braised duck shreds made by Sister Zhu'er are very delicious, but they are a little too spicy. My brain is numb now."

Chun'er had been talking non-stop since they sat down in the pavilion. He was either eating or praising Zhu'er's cooking skills. Now he was complaining.

"She can't eat it, but she's craving for it! You don't know, she said the same thing when she first ate the braised duck shreds. Zhu'er heard it and put less peppercorns when she made it again. When she tasted it, she said it wasn't tasty enough... Can you tell me who is to blame for this? Zhu'er, since she dislikes it, I won't make it for her next time." After Xin Chang finished speaking, everyone covered their faces and laughed.

"Sister! Good sister! Please don't let Zhu'er not do it for me. Chun'er likes this the most." Chun'er hugged Xin Changzai's arm and acted coquettishly.

"Okay, okay, I'll do it for you. It's just that the weather is dry in autumn, so you still have to be careful about getting a sore. If you really get a boil at the corner of your mouth, don't cry when you apply the medicine!" Xin Changzai tapped Chun'er's forehead with a doting look on her face.

An Lingrong looked at the lively Chun'er and recalled the pain in her heart in her previous life because of Zhen Huan's favor for Chun'er, and she couldn't help but shook her head.

What is there to be upset about in living a second life? Her mood is different now. She really seems to be a cheerful person. She is young and has a sweet mouth. No wonder Zhen Huan and Xin Changzai like her so much.

It’s no wonder she always clung to Zhen Huan. In the harem, who wouldn’t want to cling to someone high up if they could? …

"What delicious food did your sister Xin make for you that makes you beg her like this?" A voice came, and An Lingrong was shocked. This voice was from the Emperor!

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health!" The four ladies in the pavilion, along with their maids and palace servants, stood up and knelt. Because An Lingrong had been sitting at the very end, she was now kneeling in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, the braised duck shreds made by Zhu'er, who serves Sister Xin, are very delicious. Would Your Majesty like to try them?" Concubine Chun was pure in heart and was not afraid of the emperor. She spoke as soon as she finished paying her respects.

"Everyone, get up. I'd like to take advantage of Concubine Chun's presence to try this braised duck dish." The emperor said as he sat on the main seat in the pavilion. Soon, palace servants brought new tea sets, and Concubine Fucha and Concubine Xin served on both sides.

"Your plain brocade outfit is quite nice!" As soon as the emperor sat down, he saw An Lingrong standing at the end. The plain color in the autumn scenery was really eye-catching.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your praise." An Lingrong knelt down and bowed, trying to calm the storm in her heart. All the sadness in her previous life was because of the man in front of her. He was the cause and effect of everything. An Lingrong closed her eyes gently and spoke.

An Lingrong lowered her head and behaved politely for a long time without the emperor speaking. For a moment, no one in the pavilion dared to speak.

It was not until An Lingrong slowly raised her head and looked towards the emperor, and met his burning gaze, that An Lingrong's heart was shocked again.

In the sentence she just said, she used a voice that was 90% similar to Chun Yuan's, but it was just one sentence!

An Lingrong had never expected that "Wan Wan Lei Qing" would have such a great effect, and she thought to herself: This move must be the right one!

"What's your name?" The emperor continued to look at An Lingrong with inquiry in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I am An Lingrong." An Lingrong said this with another polite bow. This sentence was 80% similar.

Investigate if you want, investigate if you want. Whether before or after entering the palace, she had never had any contact with anyone related to Queen Chunyuan. Now, she is not afraid of investigation!

"Come and sit next to me." The emperor actually stretched out his hand towards An Lingrong. An Lingrong looked at this scene and sneered in her heart. The emperor was really heartless. So many people's love for him was not as good as Chun Yuan, or even as good as a "Wan Wan Lei Qing".

If you don't know how to cherish the person in front of you, then let him live in memories. In this palace, who can get true love?

"Yes." An Lingrong stood up and placed her hand in the emperor's hand, her thoughts drifting away.

"Accompany me for a walk in the Imperial Garden." The emperor spoke, and An Lingrong had no choice but to let the emperor hold her hand and walk out of the pavilion and into the depths of the Imperial Garden.

An Lingrong never knew that the emperor was also a talkative person. During this period, the emperor asked almost everything from An Lingrong's usual preferences to her life after entering the palace...

An Lingrong only answered shyly, without the flattery and fawning of her previous life, nor did she deliberately pretend to be aloof. She followed the emperor's preferences and acted as if she was meeting someone she liked for the first time, secretly glancing at him from time to time. The emperor took her with him and walked into the sunset without him noticing...

"Your Majesty, Lord Zhang Tingyu requests an audience." An Lingrong was overjoyed when Su Peisheng stepped forward to report this. If she hadn't stopped, her legs would have been crippled. The emperor could really walk...

"Let him wait in the imperial study." The emperor spoke, and Su Peisheng retreated.

"Wait for my summons in the evening." The emperor patted An Lingrong's hand. An Lingrong blushed shyly, nodded, and respectfully saw the emperor off.

*

When An Lingrong returned to the pavilion, only Noble Lady Fucha and Sang'er were waiting there. An Lingrong took two quick steps and came in front of Noble Lady Fucha.

"Will my sister blame me?" An Lingrong pulled on Noble Lady Fucha's sleeve, looking cautious.

"What are you saying, sister? I'm so happy, how could I blame you? What's more, with your looks, it's only a matter of time before you gain the emperor's favor. But I hope you'll remember that you and I are both from the Yanx Palace." Noble Lady Fucha patted An Lingrong's hand and smiled sweetly.

Even if she had thousands of grievances in her heart, it didn't matter. As she said, it was only a matter of time before these concubines in the harem were favored by the emperor. Moreover, she felt that An Lingrong had already stood on her side with her because of her small favors. If she didn't receive the emperor's favor, what was the point of having her? !

"I'm glad that my sister doesn't blame me." An Lingrong smiled, took Noble Lady Fucha's arm, and the two returned to the Yanxi Palace.

Sure enough, just after dinner, a basin of jade table gold cups was delivered to the greenhouse. An Lingrong sneered in her heart: It's really hard for that person who just recovered from a serious illness and is still thinking about me!

"Juqing, move the flowers to the small table in the inner hall and open the window for ventilation." An Lingrong covered her mouth and nose with a silk handkerchief and whispered to Juqing.

"My lady, this flower..." Juqing also lowered her voice and looked at An Lingrong. An Lingrong nodded at her. Juqing lowered her head and moved the jade table and golden cup into the inner hall, opened the window, and then returned to the main hall.

Just at this moment, Baojuan also came in. Seeing only tea sets on the table, she glanced into the inner hall but did not speak.

Ever since she entered the room, An Lingrong had been paying attention to her actions, taking everything in. She couldn't help but sneer in her heart, what a traitor!

But he asked the two of them to prepare the silver needed for the reward later.