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

"That's why my son just sent him to the northern border!" The emperor said coldly with an angry look on his face, and the empress dowager was also frightened.

"How old is he! How can he go there?!" The Queen Mother suddenly softened her tone, as if begging.

"Others can go, why can't he go? Or is the Queen Mother reluctant to let him go?" The Emperor looked at the Queen Mother, breathing slightly.

"Emperor!!" The Queen Mother looked at the Emperor in disbelief, and the Emperor lowered his head.

"Your Majesty, please have a good rest. I will come to see you another day..." The emperor said as he stood up and walked out of Shoukang Palace.

The Queen Mother watched the Emperor leave with tears streaming down her face. Her son...

The Empress Dowager fell ill this time and it was said that she slept in Shoukang Palace for several days before waking up. The matter of selecting people from the Ulanara clan to enter the palace was also put on hold.

Chengqian Palace.

"My lady, Aunt Xiao sent a message saying that the young master has passed the exam." When Ju Qing entered the room and saw An Lingrong, she handed the letter in her hand to her with a smile on her face.

An Lingrong also took the letter with a smile, opened it and read it carefully.

The letter first said that An's mother was awarded the title of a third-rank lady, and the whole family was very happy about it. Then it said that An Fuwen passed the imperial examination and although his ranking was not the top, it was still a good one. Now he has gone to the Fucha family's clan school to study and is waiting for the imperial examination next spring.

An Lingrong was delighted to hear the news, and asked Juqing to reward everyone in Chengqian Palace. As soon as she put down the letter in her hand and gave the order, Fucha brought Wangshu into Chengqian Palace.

"Wangshu is here? Come quickly and let Empress Chen hug you." An Lingrong said as she went to hug Wangshu, and Wangshu also stretched out his arms for An Lingrong to hug him.

"Look at how close you two are. You look more like mother and daughter than you do to me." Fu Cha looked at An Lingrong who was holding Wangshu, shook his head, and sat on the Arhat bed.

"We are mother and daughter, right, little Wangshu?" An Ling said as he kissed Wangshu's little face and said, "Wangshu smells so good..."

"Fragrant~" Wangshu also uttered a word, and then gave An Lingrong a kiss on the face. An Lingrong was delighted and hugged Wangshu and kissed him twice.

"Wangshu, do you think Empress Chen is also fragrant? Empress Chen will mix you your favorite fragrance in the future, okay?"

An Lingrong looked at the sweet and tender child in her arms, and her heart softened. Unlike her son, who always had a fermented smell at such a young age, and even if he had just been washed, he did not have the fragrance of Wangshu.

Giving birth to a son really made her realize why men are called "stinky men"! He is so young, but his head often smells like a chicken...

Fu Cha was helpless after hearing this...

"I just received a letter from home saying that my younger brother has gone to study in your family. I really want to thank you for this." An Lingrong personally offered a cup of tea to Fu Cha who was on the other side of the Luohan bed.

"My eldest uncle's brother also wrote to praise Master An, saying that Master An is not only handsome, but also humble and polite in his dealings with others. He also knows how to work hard to improve himself. I heard that he even made it into the top list this time! He is really a good person." Fu Cha also started to praise him, which made An Lingrong feel pleasantly surprised.

Aunt Xiao's letter only said that the ranking was okay, but she didn't expect An Fuwen to be on the top list!

"I also want to thank you. Otherwise, if Fuwen had to rush back to Shandong in these days and then rush back, all the time would have been wasted on the journey..." An Lingrong said with a smile, her face full of gratitude.

"That's Young Master An's own hard work. With such talent, every academy in the capital would be vying to invite him..." Fu Cha also spoke with a smile and looked at An Lingrong with a hint of envy in his eyes.

"I went to Shoukang Palace to pay my respects yesterday, but Aunt Sun said that the Queen Mother was very ill and didn't let me in..." Fu Cha took a sip of tea and raised her eyebrows at An Lingrong, indicating that their approach had worked.

An Lingrong smiled and shook her head...

*

In a blink of an eye, the autumn wind came and the weather felt cold all of a sudden. The empress dowager was still sick and the harem also ushered in the calm before the storm.

Finally, on a rare sunny afternoon, Cao Qinmo, instigated by Zhen Huan and Concubine Duan, reported Nian Shilan...

The emperor sat on the main seat in Changchun Palace. The three of them sang in unison. Concubine Hua was stripped of her title and demoted to Nian Yingying. Songzhi was also demoted to a court lady and continued to serve Nian Yingying.

An Lingrong looked at Fu Cha and Cao Qinmo. Both of them had cold smiles on their faces. However, Shen Meizhuang was holding An Lingrong's hand tightly...

An Lingrong looked back at Shen Meizhuang and saw that she was pale and breathing heavily, so she covered her hand and patted it gently to comfort her. She knew that Shen Meizhuang hated Nian Shilan the most...

Zhen Huan looked at Shen Meiyu, and then saw her and An Lingrong's clasped hands. She immediately retracted her gaze and no longer looked at them.

Concubine Hua was not sentenced to death, nor was she banished to the cold palace. She was even allowed to continue living in the Yikun Palace, and even her supplies were provided according to the title of concubine.

An Lingrong knew that the emperor not only felt guilty about his friendship with Nian Shilan, but also about Huan Yixiang and the two children he had lost...

After the matter was dealt with, An Lingrong felt that Shen Meizhuang's condition was not very good, so she and Concubine Jing followed Shen Meizhuang to Cunju Hall.

"I'm suffocating to death. The emperor didn't even sentence her to death!" As soon as she entered the inner hall, Shen Meizhuang's tears began to flow.

"Don't be too sad. She is just a concubine now. Although she is still the emperor's concubine, because of the Nian family's affairs, no one can step on her now.

With her temper, she must be in more pain than death, so don't get angry with yourself." Concubine Jing consoled her and pulled her to sit down.

"Since entering the palace, she has tried to kill me many times! Even if I wasn't killed by her, she still did it!

Not to mention me, just look at the lives that were killed by her in the past, doesn't the emperor feel moved at all?

Those people were once his concubines, why could he be so heartless? ! "

Shen Meizhuang wanted to say more, but Concubine Jing beside her gently covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief.

"You must not say that..." Concubine Jing looked outside the door and was relieved when she saw Caiyue waiting outside.

"If he can do it, why can't I say it?..." At this moment, Shen Meizhuang showed a rare sharpness, as if she wanted to speak her mind...

"Chen Fei..." Jing Fei called out to An Lingrong, and An Lingrong nodded and said:

"Don't worry, Sister Mei. As the saying goes, 'God has his own way'. A wicked person like her will not live long. Don't worry, Sister. Even if the emperor is willing to let him go, we will not let her go..." An Lingrong stepped forward and held Shen Meizhuang's hand, calming her down.