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

"Your Majesty is so mean! He knows very well that I only care about Your Majesty in my life, yet he still makes people say it out loud..." An Lingrong had been pulled into the emperor's arms. As she spoke, she covered her face with pretended shyness.

"Hahahaha..." The emperor's laughter was heard. Su Peisheng felt relieved and waved the whisk in his hand, and everyone retreated.

"Silang is still laughing! In broad daylight! There's no need to be so embarrassed!" An Lingrong continued to cover her face and hid in the emperor's arms.

"I just like the way you say whatever you want! Rong'er, in this harem, you are the only one who knows what I want best." The emperor suddenly lowered his voice. An Lingrong looked up at the emperor and saw that he was also looking at her.

"Silang, Rong'er also hopes that there will be someone in this world who is truly for her. Rong'er knows that Silang can't just be Rong'er's Silang, but Rong'er will always be the emperor's Rong'er." An Lingrong said as she took the emperor's hand and placed it on her heart. Her eyes were sincere, and even misty.

"Rong'er." The emperor was deeply moved and lowered his head to kiss her...

For the next few days, the emperor summoned An Lingrong, and the two seemed to have returned to the days before Zhen Huan became favored.

During the day, An Lingrong silently served beside him with his pen and ink. Occasionally, when they looked up, they smiled at each other, with a rare warmth in each other's eyes...

The night is full of madness and storms, wanton and free...

When he didn't see Zhen Huan's face, the emperor even felt like he had returned to the days when he and Rou Ze were together in the palace...

Meanwhile, An Lingrong was thinking about how to get the emperor to ask her father to come to the capital to serve as an official...

As the weather gets cooler, the scenery of the Imperial Garden becomes more colorful.

On this day, An Lingrong, Noble Lady Fucha, and Concubine Xin were taking Rong Jin to the pavilion in the Imperial Garden to make tea and enjoy the scenery, when they saw Huanbi coming out for a walk.

When Huanbi came over with Xia'er's support, An Lingrong didn't recognize it was Huanbi. Not only was she dressed very gorgeously, but there was also a group of servants following her. When they came over, from a distance, An Lingrong thought it was Concubine Hua.

"Greetings to Concubine Yi and Concubine Fucha." Huanbi bent her knees slightly and spoke, then bowed to Concubine Xin, which was considered to be the most polite thing to do.

"Didn't the imperial physician say that the first three months of pregnancy are extremely important? Why isn't Concubine Huan resting in Zhongcui Palace?" An Lingrong was sitting in the pavilion, pouring tea while speaking.

"The imperial physician said that maternal happiness is helpful to the child's personality. Today is a nice day, so I thought of taking a stroll in the Imperial Garden and enjoying the scenery, which will make me feel better." Huanbi said, raising her hand to touch her belly.

"If Concubine Yi hadn't told me, I would have forgotten that Concubine Huan is not even three months old yet. Concubine Huan, I notice that you have become a lot fatter in recent days, and you even look pregnant." After Concubine Fucha finished speaking, she covered her mouth with a silk handkerchief and looked Huanbi up and down.

"Mother, is this lady also pregnant with a baby?" Rong Jin asked as she watched Huanbi's hands stroking her belly back and forth.

"This is Concubine Huan, you should call her Empress Huan. You are right, Concubine Huan has a baby in her belly now." Concubine Xin spoke. Rong Jin was very happy to hear that. She walked towards Huanbi and reached out to touch her.

Seeing this, Huanbi raised her hand and patted Rongjin's raised hand, saying, "You can't touch me!"

Rong Jin was startled by the sudden scolding and immediately pouted her lips and was about to cry.

"Why are you angry over a child? Do you have gold in your belly? I can't even touch it?!" Upon seeing this, Noble Lady Fucha picked up Rong Jin in front of her and handed her to Concubine Xin.

Huanbi was about to apologize when she saw this, but she lowered her head to look at her belly, then calmed herself down, raised her head, looked at Noble Lady Fucha and said, "Children don't know how to control their severity. If I really get hurt, it will be a big deal."

"What could happen if a child touches you? If something bad happens if someone touches you, then it means you are not destined to be my mother!" Noble Lady Fucha was so angry when she saw her arrogant look!

"You, you, you, I'm going to tell the emperor!" Huanbi was so angry that she immediately covered her stomach.

"I'm telling you, so many people are watching us! I didn't get close to you at all. If anything happens to you, it's your own fate!" Noble Lady Fucha said when she saw her covering her stomach and supporting her forehead.

"Hmph!" Huanbi was furious and turned away.

"A servant who climbed onto the bed to get to the top, has only been the master for a few days, and he really thinks he is in heaven! Look at her act! I would have thought she was going to be a royal concubine!" Noble Lady Fucha scolded Huanbi coldly from behind. Huanbi turned around angrily and looked towards the pavilion, her eyes meeting An Lingrong's.

An Lingrong looked at Huanbi with the corners of her lips slightly raised. Huanbi didn't know why, even though An Lingrong had a smile on her face, she couldn't help feeling uneasy in her heart.

Huanbi suddenly felt uneasy, turned around and walked faster, and the servants behind her hurriedly bent their bodies to keep up...

Xin Changzai was still coaxing Rongjin with the crystal hibiscus cake. Rongjin was seldom scolded by strangers and she was still young, so she was a little scared. Several people coaxed her for a long time until An Lingrong said that the cloth tiger was ready and she would take her to Zhenshunzhai to get it. Only then did she become happy.

Everyone saw how much the Emperor doted on An Lingrong during this period, except the Empress. An Lingrong knew that was because the Empress thought she had been tricked; how could she take a dying man seriously?

But the way Concubine Hua looked at her made her panic. It was a look that she could not hold back. Besides, it was a look of disdain and contempt, which made An Lingrong panic...

"Juqing, how is the letter I sent out? Has there been a reply from Aunt Xiao?" As soon as she left Jingren Palace that day, An Lingrong couldn't wait to ask Juqing.

"If you calculate it, there will be a letter in the next few days. I have been asking about it every day. Don't worry, my lady. With Aunt Xiao looking after the master, nothing should happen." Juqing supported An Lingrong and comforted her.

An Lingrong thought of the way Concubine Hua looked at her today, and she felt uneasy in her heart. Until the afternoon, Juqing went out again.

When she came back, there was no expression on her face, but as soon as she entered the inner hall, she asked Xiao Zhongzi to guard outside.

"What happened?" An Lingrong saw Juqing close the door and hurriedly stood up to ask.

"My lady, there is a letter from Aunt Xiao." Juqing walked to the inner hall, took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to An Lingrong.

An Lingrong couldn't wait to take it and unfold it. It was a letter from Aunt Xiao.

An Lingrong read it carefully, and the cold sweat on her body did not stop until she finished reading it.