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

Wen Yi's birthday arrived in a blink of an eye, and the banquet was held at Jiuzhou Qingyan. Not only the concubines in the harem celebrated together, but several princes in the capital also came to the banquet with their wives and children to celebrate.

When Concubine Duan appeared holding Wen Yi, her whole body exuded the radiance of motherhood.

Wen Yi was wearing a brand new red Manchu dress embroidered with a pattern of "Phoenix Facing the Rising Sun". On her chest hung a necklace made of gold thread and eight-treasure beads. It was so delicate and exquisite that she looked like a lucky doll in a New Year picture.

Concubine Duan was also wearing a wedding dress. Perhaps it was because she was in high spirits due to the happy event, but her complexion was much better than before, and she hardly looked sick.

"This necklace looks to me like the dowry you brought when you entered the palace." The emperor looked at Wen Yi who was held in the arms of his wet nurse and spoke with a smile.

"Your Majesty is right. I think this necklace is very suitable for Wen Yi. It also has a good meaning. I will have someone find it and give it to Wen Yi." Concubine Duan had a smile on her face, and her eyes were full of a motherly smile.

"Well, I see that you have taken good care of Wen Yi. Come, let me hold you." After the emperor said this, Concubine Duan handed Wen Yi to the emperor. Wen Yi did not cry, but just looked at the emperor curiously and reached out to grab the emperor's beard on his chin.

"Hehe... Wen Yi looks a lot more lively..." The emperor was happy and did not stop Wen Yi's actions. Wen Yi grabbed it a few times, but must have felt it was a bit prickly, so he stopped grabbing.

After hearing this, An Lingrong glanced at Concubine Hua. In the past, Cao Qinmo took Wen Yi to Concubine Hua's place every day. The incense at Concubine Hua's place was extremely heavy, especially the Huanyi incense. The musk in it was of no benefit to the child at all.

Hua Fei was burning with fever day and night, and Wen Yi was so young, but she suffered from fever every now and then. I think it was caused by the incense. Moreover, musk can induce many allergic diseases, so Wen Yi must have felt uncomfortable.

Now, under the careful care of Concubine Duan, although it has only been more than ten days, the child is full of vitality and recovers quickly. He no longer feels uncomfortable and is becoming more lively.

The banquet started quickly. Without Cao Qinmo's deliberate embarrassment, there was no stunning dance by Zhen Huan, and there was no sound of Prince Guo's flute. After the banquet, everyone except Concubine Hua was quite satisfied with the food.

Within a few days, news came from the southwest that the military situation was becoming increasingly urgent, and the emperor had to appoint Nian Gengyao as the commander-in-chief again, and Concubine Hua regained her power for a while.

However, due to the urgent war situation, the emperor had not set foot in the harem for several days. The Qinzheng Hall became where the emperor stayed every day. An Lingrong would go there occasionally, and she would just put down some snacks and soups, say a few words of advice to Su Peisheng, and then leave. She had never asked for a meeting.

Zhanjingzhai.

"My lady, there's news outside that the master, his wife and Aunt Xiao have arrived in the capital." Juqing came in and closed the door.

"They are coming?" An Lingrong spoke only to find that her voice was choked with sobs.

She thought of her mother whom she had not seen for a long time and cried with joy. She really wanted to see her mother, but she knew that she did not have the ability to do so at the moment.

"My lady, don't cry." Ju Qing hurriedly spoke to comfort her.

"Juqing, send some money out and ask your brother to help find a quiet and elegant house to buy. Once it's ready, let the Madam and the others move in." An Lingrong quickly stopped crying and said to Juqing.

"My lady, are you confused? You told me the day before yesterday that the house has been found and the master and mistress have already moved in." Juqing joked with a smile.

"When did I give the order?" An Lingrong tried hard to recall.

"Not long after I entered the garden, my brother sent me samples of spices, and you said, 'When the master and the mistress come to Beijing in the future, they will need a place to stay... so I asked my brother to find it." Ju Qing said as she helped An Lingrong to dress up.

An Lingrong reacted and looked at Ju Qing with surprise and said, "I just mentioned it casually at that time, but it's hard for you to take it to heart. Ju Qing, I'm lucky to have you!"

"But you didn't take the money from me. I guess your brother paid for it. Go get the money and give it to your brother."

"Don't worry, my lady. We are using your money. It is the profit from the shop last month. Don't worry, we are using your share." Ju Qing looked at An Lingrong and burst out laughing.

"So much profit so soon?" An Lingrong asked in surprise.

"The young lady's recipe is great. Our Yiqingzhai's incense is very hard to come by now. My brother came to deliver the message today and also sent the account book over. You must take a look at it now." Juqing said as she put a string of pearl hairpins on An Lingrong's head.

"My lady, this hairpin is so beautiful. It's obvious that the emperor picked it out for you. When Eunuch Su brought it to you yesterday, I knew that this would be the effect you would get when you wore it." Ju Qing said as she took out a small mirror and placed it behind An Lingrong's bun so that she could see clearly what was behind the bun.

"Change it. The military situation is urgent now, so it's better to keep a low profile." An Lingrong looked at herself in the mirror, her lips curled slightly. The emperor often used pearls to describe her. She knew that the emperor meant that she had a gentle personality and a soft glow. Pearls were suitable for her, but if possible, who wouldn't want to be the dazzling moon...

After packing, An Lingrong took Juqing to Xianyue Pavilion. On the way, they passed a rockery and vaguely saw a soft pink silk dress. She was still wondering which concubine was there, and then she heard someone talking.

"Sister Huanbi, your cloud brocade dress is so beautiful." Pei'er praised. Just this one sentence reminded An Lingrong of the scene in her previous life when Huanbi was wearing the floating brocade that she gave to Zhen Huan. A sarcastic smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

This smile was not only at Huanbi, but also at himself. He was so humble and petty in the beginning that he dared not say a word even when being humiliated by a servant and had to endure it.

"Tell me, does this dress look better on me or Concubine Yi?!" Huanbi suddenly asked. An Lingrong was stunned. Juqing was about to step forward when he heard the voice, but was stopped by An Lingrong.

"Miss Huanbi, Concubine Yi is the master, so it's better for us not to say this." Pei'er spoke softly, and only felt relieved when she saw that there was no one around.

"What are you afraid of? She was born in a poor family. Even if she was conferred a noble title, it can't cover up her poverty!" Huanbi fanned herself and tried to move forward.

"Huanbi..." Pei'er called out again, but Huanbi didn't care at all and continued, "Look at how timid you are. I just can't stand her arrogant attitude. If our Zhen family hadn't taken her in, she wouldn't have the dignity she has now..."

"How dare you!" An Lingrong said. The two of them were stunned. They turned around and saw An Lingrong and Juqing standing behind them.

"I pay my respects to Concubine Yi. May Concubine Yi be blessed with good health." Pei'er knelt down and saluted. Seeing Huanbi still standing there in a daze, she tugged at Huanbi's skirt. Huanbi came back to her senses and knelt down and saluted: "May Concubine Yi be blessed with good health."