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

It snowed all night on the fifth day of the New Year. The emperor rarely missed the morning court these days, so he stayed in Zhenshun Zhai yesterday. At this moment, he and An Lingrong were sitting opposite each other on the Luohan bed, enjoying the scenery and writing poems.

An Lingrong flipped through the poetry collection in her hand, and the first line was 'At fifteen years old, dressed in colorful clothes, I serve my loving mother'... Seeing this, her heart felt sad, and she looked up at the snowy scene outside the window and lost herself in thought.

"What's wrong with Rong'er? What's outside? Why are you staring at it so intently?" The emperor said as he put down the pen in his hand, took the poetry collection from An Lingrong's hand, took a look at it, and understood what she was thinking.

"Nothing. A few years ago, my mother wrote to me, saying that the capital is not like the south of the Yangtze River. The winter is cold, and I caught a cold in the winter. She didn't write to me until I recovered. She told me to take care of myself. Even if I love snowy days, I can't play around in the yard..."

An Lingrong couldn't help laughing when she said this. She looked at the emperor and continued:

"I am now the emperor's concubine. How can I still be as playful as I was when I was a child..."

"I remember you once said that your mother suffered from eye disease and came to Beijing for treatment. Is she feeling better now?" The emperor said as he extended his hand towards An Lingrong. An Lingrong handed over her hand and stood up and walked to the emperor's side.

"Thanks to Your Majesty, mother's eyes have recovered. If Your Majesty had not asked Imperial Physician Wen to help treat her, mother's eye disease would not have healed so quickly." An Lingrong smiled and looked at the emperor with gratitude.

"Since your mother is in the capital, let her come to the palace to see you for a day. This way, you can show your filial piety." The emperor stroked the back of An Lingrong's delicate hand and spoke.

"Your Majesty...is what Your Majesty said true?" An Lingrong opened her eyes wide in disbelief, thinking she was hallucinating.

"What I said is of course true." The emperor looked at An Lingrong, who was shocked, and couldn't help but smile.

"I thank the emperor for his grace!" An Lingrong knelt down and saluted. When the emperor pulled her up, she still felt that the order was not very real...

Yu An Lingrong, it has been more than ten years since she last saw her mother. She didn't expect to see her again in this life. How could she not be excited! …

After the emperor left, An Lingrong ordered Juqing to help her cleanse herself and burn incense, and brought the best incense and candles to Baohua Hall to pray for blessings.

An Lingrong knelt devoutly in front of the Buddha statue, thanking all the gods in heaven over and over again in her heart, and especially thanking the Buddha for allowing her to start over again. She kowtowed, prayed, and burned incense devoutly, and then went back and copied the scriptures.

An Lingrong's mother set the date for the 18th day of the first lunar month. On the 15th day, Zhen Heng entered the palace to meet Zhen Huan just like in his previous life. An Lingrong knew that he entered the palace this time in order to ask Zhen Huan to help him choose a wife.

In her previous life, as soon as she heard about it, she found an excuse to go to Sui Yuxuan, just to see him.

But now, she felt uncomfortable just hearing his name, and she didn't care when he would enter the palace. It was just that when she went to pay her respects to Jingren Palace and came out of Jingren Palace, Zhen Huan still told Shen Meiyu about this in a voice that An Lingrong could hear.

An Lingrong couldn't help but sneer in her heart after hearing this. Zhen Huan was really blinded by her favor. If she really wanted to make a fuss about this matter and lure her to meet her, once someone with ulterior motives found out, how could the Zhen family be safe? !

An Lingrong pretended not to hear and didn't even look at her before returning to the palace with Noble Lady Fucha.

On the fifteenth day, Zhen Heng entered the palace and went to Suiyuxuan in the afternoon.

That day was the Lantern Festival. When it got dark, all the palaces lit up lanterns to celebrate the occasion. Rong Jin insisted on carrying a lantern to go to the Imperial Garden for a stroll. An Lingrong and Noble Lady Fucha also carried lanterns and went out with Concubine Xin, taking Rong Jin with them.

Coincidentally, not long after, I saw a candle light approaching. When I got closer, I realized that it was Zhen Huan sending Zhen Heng out of the palace. Upon closer inspection, I saw Huanbi following behind.

"You and Huanbi should take care of yourselves, especially Huanbi. You are pregnant now, and your father is worried about you." Zhen Heng's voice was heard, followed by the sound of footsteps.

"Thank you for your concern, brother." Huanbi's voice rang out. Turning around, the two teams saw each other's lights.

An Lingrong and the two people beside her looked at each other. Xin Changzai was thoughtful, and she and An Lingrong both understood the trick.

Huanbi betrayed her master and now calls Zhenheng brother. This is definitely not as simple as it seems...

After a few breaths, the two groups met. Zhen Huan glanced at Huan Bi, and they exchanged greetings...

"I hope Concubine Yi is well." Zhen Heng bowed to An Lingrong.

"Mr. Zhen is polite." An Lingrong spoke and just nodded at her.

But even in the candlelight only, An Lingrong could feel Zhen Heng's gaze lingering on her for a long time. Perhaps it was because of the bad light that he dared to look at her so brazenly.

An Lingrong pretended not to see it and said to Rong Jin, "Let's go to Empress Yi's palace. When Empress Yi came, she asked Baoque to cook dumplings stuffed with hawthorn. They should be ready by now."

"Thank you for your trouble. In the past, all the palaces cooked sesame and peanut dishes, and Rong Jin didn't like them. Only you have the thought to find a way to let Rong Jin eat some."

Xin Changzai probably noticed An Lingrong's impatience, so she picked up Rong Jin and spoke.

"Then we'll take our leave first." An Lingrong said, and the few of them said goodbye again and went their separate ways.

*

Zhen Shun Zhai.

"You all heard it. Huanbi, a maidservant beside Zhen Huan, actually called the young master of the Zhen family brother... The young master of the Zhen family's words were also strange. What does "father is worried about you" mean?" As several people were eating the dumplings served by Baoque, Noble Lady Fucha spoke.

"You just realized it..." Xin Chang said with a smile.

"You are making fun of me again!" Noble Lady Fucha pretended to be angry.

"Don't you think that Huanbi looks a lot like Concubine Wan?" Chang Xin said, putting down the spoon in her hand.

"Now that you mention it, it's true. But if Huanbi is really the daughter of the Zhen family, why did she enter the palace as a maid?" Noble Lady Fucha also put down the spoon in her hand.

"Isn't she a master now? No matter whether she is a maid or a master, now that she is in the palace, don't she have more opportunities than outside the palace?" Concubine Xin continued to speak, and Noble Lady Fucha nodded.

"Lingrong, why don't you say anything?" Noble Lady Fucha nudged An Lingrong, who was still eating dumplings.

"There's nothing much to say, there are only two possibilities." An Lingrong smiled faintly and wondered in her heart whether these two people were really angry and were putting on a show for them, or if they had other plans...

"However, I have to say that Zhen Huan's father is really good at calculating. Other families would send one concubine to the palace at a time, but his family had two concubines at once..." Xin Changzai continued to speak, and the three of them smiled at each other...