The Return of An Lingrong in Legend of Zhen Huan

Ever since Wanpin had a miscarriage, the emperor rarely visited the harem. At most, he would visit the empress and Noble Lady Fucha, and occasionally come to see the child and Wanpin. He never turned over the card once.

However, every time the emperor went to Noble Lady Fucha, she would secretly tell him about Concubine Nian, and Concubine Wan also had a bad attitude towards him. Gradually, the emperor only came to her and the queen.

The Empress Dowager was also anxious. An Lingrong's child was already more than half a year old, and An Lingrong's name card was hung up last month, so she always asked An Lingrong to sleep with her in a tactful way.

An Lingrong had no choice but to agree, but she felt annoyed. She had already given birth to a child, but she still had to accompany that old man. It was so annoying.

There was no other way. The more often the emperor came to her place, the more affection he would have for the children, which would also be good for their future. Moreover, when she thought about the winter, Junggar would ask to marry a legitimate princess. She had to take advantage of this time to quickly marry Princess Chaogui and Princess Shuhe off.

In his previous life, the emperor originally wanted Princess Chaogui to marry a foreign prince. After all, anyone would know how to choose between a sister whom he had only met a few times and his own daughter.

An Lingrong secretly met with Xin Changzai several times, and finally the two reached a consensus that Xin Changzai was willing to help An Lingrong, but on the premise that she had to find a good future for her daughter.

After An Lingrong nodded in agreement, Xin Changzai quickly took out several portraits of young masters from aristocratic families and told An Lingrong that she had already chosen these few people, and anyone would do, she was not picky.

An Lingrong looked at the stack of papers in front of her, forced a smile and nodded. After returning, An Lingrong looked through these young masters from aristocratic families and understood why Xin Changzai agreed so readily.

The prince consorts chosen by a concubine for her daughter were all legitimate sons of officials from the third rank and above. Among them was the legitimate youngest son of a Grand Secretary of the Imperial Academy. To be honest, An Lingrong didn't even dare to think so.

"Xiao Linzi."

"The slave is here."

"You go...what was your name before?" This little Linzi and his mother both have the word "Lin" in their names, and it always feels weird to call them that.

"Ah? Slave, I am afraid that my humble name will offend your Majesty's ears."

"It's okay, just say it."

"Slave, my humble name is Shi Xiaowu. My surname is Shi, and I am the fifth son in the family."

An Lingrong thought for a moment and said, "Meng Jian, Shi Meng Jian, you can call yourself this. I will call you Little Mengzi from now on."

"Thank you for the name, Your Majesty. Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Alright, alright. Go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to register your name, and by the way, go to Ningshou Palace to ask Concubine Guo about choosing a husband for Princess Chaogui."

"Yes, I will do it right away."

An Lingrong flipped through the portrait of the young man in front of her, thinking that Concubine Guo had started looking for a prince consort for Chao Gui since she came of age, and she had no idea how the choice went.

An Lingrong put away the portraits. She had to admit that although Concubine Xin's family was thousands of miles away, they had investigated everything. They had investigated all the sons and their families for three generations. No wonder they had found out her father's corruption so quickly in their previous life.

An Lingrong turned her head and saw little Wen Shu who was playing happily with her brothers. She suddenly remembered something and turned around to find the photo of the youngest son of the Grand Secretary of the Grand Council.

It was written that the eldest son of the Grand Secretary of the Imperial Academy was already married, and his second son was one and a half years older than Wen Shu. He could speak at the age of one and recite poems at the age of two. He was very good. The more I looked at him, the more I felt that he was a good match for my Wen Shu. This was him.

"Baoyu."

"Miss."

"Dress me up, and then take the child to the Yangxin Palace."

Xin Chang was standing by, and her maid held the remaining pile of papers and asked, "My lady, are you really going to throw away all the portraits of the officials from the fourth rank and below?"

Xin Chang turned her head and took a look and said, "Who said to throw them away? Put them away. Give Concubine Rou two months. If she can't do it in two months, then give these to her. Since there is someone to help, Shuhe's husband must want the best. If you give these to her in advance, maybe she will just pick one and let Shuhe marry."

"I understand. I will put these portraits away right away."

Xin Changzai was in a good mood because she had someone to help her daughter with her marriage. She asked the maid to prepare some snacks and go visit Princess Shuhe.