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

"The other day, I saw that the red plum blossoms in Yimei Garden were all in bud. When it snows again, I'll pick some for you sisters to put in vases, okay?"

The silence in the warm pavilion had affected Chun'er's eating. Although she was young, she was not ignorant of the world, so she opened her mouth to break the atmosphere.

"That's good, of course." Xin Changzai realized that his words made everyone sad, so he smiled and agreed. For a while, everyone started playing again.

After returning to Ledao Hall, An Lingrong wrote two letters, one to her mother, telling her that everything was fine, and the other to Aunt Xiao.

Her mother was weak and her father was in that state. The only one she could count on now was Aunt Xiao. She had to prepare for the matter involving her father next year.

"Juqing, deliver these two letters." An Lingrong gave Juqing some silver and asked her to take care of delivering the letters to Songyang County. Only after Juqing came back and nodded did An Lingrong go to sleep peacefully.

As the year draws to a close, the whole palace becomes increasingly festive, and the flowers grown in the greenhouse gradually become more festive and have good meanings, and are sent to each palace.

"I am here to pay my respects to Yi Changzai. Today our young lady went to Yimei Garden and saw the beautiful red plum blossoms, so I picked some for her to put in a vase.

Our young lady was going to deliver it to you in person, but after picking the red plums, she sneezed on the way back. Concubine Xin persuaded her for a long time before she gave up the idea of ​​delivering it to the palaces. "

Yu'er, who was beside Chun Chang, came to Ledao Hall with a bunch of red plums in her hand and was paying her respects to An Lingrong in a formal manner.

"Constant Xin is right. Get up quickly. Are you cold? Baojuan, go get a hand warmer for Yu'er to warm her hands." After An Lingrong said this, Juqing took the red plum from Yu'er's hand and found a suitable vase to put it in. Baojuan then took a hand warmer and handed it to Yu'er.

"It snowed so heavily yesterday, and you guys were the only ones who allowed her to do whatever she wanted. It's almost the end of the year, and the palace banquet will be held in two days. You must not get sick at this time.

When you go back, you must make her drink a bowl of thick ginger water to drive away the cold and warm her body. If she doesn't want to, ask the imperial physician to see her so that she doesn't really catch a cold." An Lingrong continued to speak, and Yu'er smiled and agreed while holding the hand warmer.

"This morning, Baoque made some lotus seed paste crystal cakes. They are filled with fine lotus seed paste, and the sweetness is what Chun'er likes. You can take them back and let your young mistress eat them with ginger water. Maybe she will be willing to drink more." After An Lingrong finished speaking, Yu'er thanked her and left Ledao Hall with the food box of the crystal cakes.

New Year's Eve arrived in the blink of an eye. All the masters and servants in the palace changed into new clothes. An Lingrong also began to dress up early with Juqing and Baojuan, and attended the evening banquet in the palace with Noble Lady Fucha.

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"Your Majesty, the Queen has arrived!" Su Peisheng raised his voice, and the masters and servants in the palace stood up and saluted together: "Your Majesty, may you be well! Good luck to the Queen!"

"Today is a family dinner, there is no need to be restrained, just take a seat." The emperor took his seat with a friendly and happy look on his face.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Everyone bowed again before standing up and sitting down.

"The emperor always says that there is no need to be restrained, but when we follow the rules, we still feel restrained." As soon as everyone took their seats, the Seventeenth Master spoke to the emperor.

"Only the Seventeenth Brother would say that. He fears being restrained the most. It's a rare thing that he didn't skip the banquet or be late today." The Emperor looked at the Seventeenth Master who had already raised his glass with the smile that a brother should have.

When everyone saw the emperor joking like this, they all started laughing too...

An Lingrong glanced at the Seventeenth Master and couldn't help sighing when she thought of him marrying Huanbi.

She always felt that there was something wrong between Prince Guo and Huanbi. At that time, Huanbi did look like she had been in love with Prince Guo for a long time, but Prince Guo's feelings for Huanbi were definitely not what he should have to keep such a girl by his side for so many years.

"I would like to offer a toast to my brother, the Emperor, and wish His Majesty a long life and good health, and a peaceful and prosperous Qing Dynasty!"

"Long live the emperor..." Everyone stood up and raised their glasses to the emperor. After drinking from them, the palace banquet officially began.

The dancers were dancing, the musicians were playing music, and people were toasting each other on stage, creating a joyful scene...

Because Nian Gengyao won a victory in the northwest, the emperor and Concubine Hua drank a few more cups.

An Lingrong looked at the emperor who was praising Nian Gengyao, and then looked at Concubine Hua, whose face was as red as a peach, either because she drank a few more cups or because of the emperor's praise. She toasted the emperor with cup after cup of wine, and couldn't help but sigh at her fate.

Suddenly, a palace maid serving food with a lotus hairpin on her head caught An Lingrong's eye and attracted her attention.

What caught An Lingrong's attention was not the hairpin, but the look in the palace maid's eyes when she looked at Concubine Hua and the Emperor. The look seemed to want to cut the other person into pieces, which made An Lingrong gasp.

If she only looked at Concubine Hua like this, it would not be surprising. Concubine Hua was domineering and would punish a palace maid if she was not satisfied with something.

But if he was giving such a look to both Concubine Hua and the Emperor, then it must be something serious, An Lingrong thought to herself as she drank glass of fruit wine after glass.

Noblewoman Fucha played a song for everyone, while An Lingrong's eyes kept following the palace maid intentionally or unintentionally.

The palace maid had an ordinary look, nothing special, even so ordinary that one could not find her in a crowd. But An Lingrong still felt that the palace maid must be extraordinary.

Finally, An Lingrong noticed her specialness. When she presented the bird's nest to Concubine Qi, an eight-treasure bracelet was revealed on her wrist. Although the bracelet was not expensive, it was special. An Lingrong vaguely remembered where she had seen this bracelet.

"Where have I seen this before?" An Lingrong complained to herself. She tried hard to recall, but she couldn't remember where she had seen this bracelet.

Seeing that the palace maid was about to leave, An Lingrong waved to Juqing beside her. Juqing came closer, and An Lingrong whispered a few words in her ear, and Juqing quietly retreated.

"It blooms in the frost, how can I let it down!" The emperor's voice suddenly came. An Lingrong came back to her senses and looked at the emperor, and saw that he was talking to the queen.

"Don't follow me. I want to take a walk alone to sober up." When An Lingrong heard this, the emperor had already stood up. Su Peisheng looked at the queen with an embarrassed expression, and the queen asked Prince Guo and Su Peisheng to follow him out.

An Lingrong looked at the backs of those leaving and drank another cup. She knew that the emperor was reminded of the red plum blossoms by the sight of them.

"I'm drunk, help me out to sober up." An Lingrong said this to Juqing when she saw her coming back. Juqing helped An Lingrong out quietly.

As soon as she walked out of the palace gate, An Lingrong felt a cold air rushing towards her face like a knife, and she couldn't help but shiver.

Seeing this, Ju Qing hurriedly tightened the feather brocade cloak on An Lingrong and handed her a hand warmer. Only then did An Lingrong feel a little warmer.