"An Lingrong, daughter of Anbihuai, Prime Minister of Songyang County, is sixteen years old!"

The girl standing at the bottom of the steps, with plain makeup and pink clothes, is like a lotus flower in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, who is gentle and shy when she bows her head.

The emperor who was sitting on a high place looked from afar, his impatient expression eased a little, and he said with a smile, "There is a bit of aura, let's leave a sign!"

"My daughter, thank you, the Empress Dowager Long En~" Jiang Yan bowed gracefully upon hearing the words, her voice was like an oriole, melodious and clear.

When she became Lingrong, she was on her way to the draft in Beijing, shed the inferiority and sensitivity of her predecessor, and added a bit of clarity to her already charming appearance.

Aunt Xiao, who was watching Gu Lingrong along the way, was surprised by her change, but she also thought it was a good thing, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Aunt Xiao, who was waiting at the gate of the palace, saw her young lady coming out, and hurried forward, her eyes full of anxiety turned into boundless surprise when she touched the exquisite sachet in her hand.

"Miss~"

"The inn where I stayed is no longer suitable. Is there any news about the courtyard that Auntie is looking for?" Jiang Yan patted Auntie Xiao's hand lightly and comforted her.

"Yes, there is. It's in the alley not far from the inn. It's very clean. It's just that the place is a bit small. I'm afraid it's aggrieved by the young lady's current status."

"Aunt Lao, this is enough!"

The An family was not a wealthy family, and An's mother and Ling Rong had been neglected by An's father for many years. The audition in Beijing had already emptied the mother and daughter's savings, and now renting a small courtyard is barely enough.

Although she has gone through many years and has a very rich collection in the red lotus space of her body, it is useless to show it out now to arouse suspicion for no reason.

On the second day after moving out of the inn, the palace's decree came. After all, the family background was restricted to only seal the promise of the seventh rank, and along with it came the nanny who taught the etiquette rules in the palace.

The days of serious study passed extremely quickly, and the day of entering the palace was in the blink of an eye.

The afterglow of the evening fell magnificently among the red walls and green tiles. Jiang Yan was led through the palace alleys to Lijingxuan, the west side hall in the apse of Yanxi Palace where she lived.

"My servant, Baojuan, has met my lord, and my lord is safe!" The ordinary-looking grand maid led the rest of the rough envoys and courtiers to salute respectfully.

"Get up!"

Jiang Yan was not interested in lecturing. Most of these people have their own masters behind them, so it is not worth wasting more words. After Baojuan introduced the Lijingxuan up and down in detail, she took a rest early.

The East Side Hall of the Yanxi Palace lived in the newly promoted Chang Zai Xia Dongchun, whose father had some real power because he was Cong Sipin's coat collar, so this Xia Changzai was also very arrogant. After training the nanny who went to the mansion to teach, today she flattered the queen and gave Zhou Ninghai a good meal of ridicule in front of the concubine Hua who came to give the reward.

"My lord..."

Baojuan looked at the pitiful rewards on the table, and looked at Jiang Yan worriedly.

"The days are still long!" Jiang Yan sipped her tea indifferently.

"Can……"

"Just do your part!" Jiang Yan put down the porcelain-white teacup, showing a little displeasure in her eyes.

"Yes."

Seeing that the new mistress was dissatisfied, Baojuan didn't dare to say any more, thinking of the queen's order in his heart, he secretly complained.

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