The Queen has arrived: An Lingrong does not want to fight in the palace after her rebirth

"You can decide whether your aunt stays or goes, why should you listen to their wishes?"

The emperor spoke suddenly, which scared An Lingrong. Fortunately, she only used the secret code to write the letter when planning An Bihuai's life and death, and she could tell others about the rest.

She glanced at the emperor coquettishly, then spoke softly, "My mother injured herself in order to make a living when she was young, and I am her only daughter. In order to continue the family line, she hired several concubines, two of whom gave me three sisters and two brothers. People with children will naturally be treated well by their families, but for those without support, if I use money to send them away or find other marriages, their future lives will become uncertain, so I want to ask them."

"Unknowable." The emperor repeated these three words softly.

An Lingrong raised her eyes gently, her eyes full of admiration for the emperor: "Your Majesty, you don't know that a woman's marriage is like an adventure. I am lucky to have met the best man in the world, but not everyone has such an experience as mine. Most of the concubines have just passed the prime of life and have no skills to make a living. If they meet a good man, it would be fine, but if they meet someone with ulterior motives, who covets their money, cheats them and then abandons them or resells them again, they will suffer a lot. Anyway, I rely on the emperor. If they stay and settle down, they can also enjoy the glory of the royal family with me and live a good life."

The Emperor had inspected local government affairs on behalf of the previous Emperor many times before, but he had dealt with major issues such as corruption, disaster relief, military defense and taxation. Occasionally, he would go deep into the countryside to talk with old farmers, asking about the harvest and the reputation of officials. This was the first time he heard from a woman about the difficulties faced by other women in the countryside. He looked at An Lingrong with a scrutinizing look:

"Rong'er is kindhearted. You can take care of your family affairs, but do you have any plans for your brothers?"

If it were according to her previous life, An Lingrong would have wanted to sell all the concubines who had bullied her mother to some shady place. However, in this life, if she wanted to seek a high position and freedom, she had to work hard on her reputation. She had to endure the disgust and be a virtuous person. However, she had anticipated the emperor's suspicion in advance.

But after briefly mentioning the family, the Emperor actually thought that she was trying to find a way out for her half-brothers. If the An family could listen to her teachings and truly respect their mother, An Lingrong would still give them a life of leisure and wealth, but don't even think about asking for more. She looked ashamed, "I would like my brothers to serve the Emperor, but they have been neither good at literature nor martial arts since they were young, and I am really worried. It would be better for them to learn about the customs and economics of the market and become rich men. Then they can pay some taxes to the national treasury, and I will be satisfied."

This answer made the emperor very satisfied. He was now afraid that the women in the harem would take advantage of the emperor's honor and favor to seek benefits for the family, which could lead to disasters for the in-laws if they were not careful. An Lingrong had no family background and did not plan to support the younger generation of the An family, so he could favor her without any worries.

"I think you want them to be lazy. Let's talk about this later. However, you are so kind-hearted, so it must be due to your mother's upbringing. Your mother is now decreed to be given the title of a fourth-rank imperial lady, so that the women in Songyang can often listen to your mother's teachings."

The emperor's compensation was very real. An Lingrong sincerely smiled and thanked the emperor, but the emperor whispered something to her in a low voice, which made An Lingrong's cheeks turn red again.

Seeing this, Rendong looked at Baoque, then tactfully lowered his head and went out.

Here, Shen Meizhuang had just come out from Shoukang Palace after paying her respects.

She had long given up the idea of ​​vying for the emperor's favor, and even felt that it was unnecessary to look at him. She only wanted to live a peaceful life in the palace. Because her family had an old relationship with the empress dowager, after she recovered from her illness, she often went to Shoukang Palace to serve, and was protected by the empress dowager.

But when I think of Zhen Huan's current situation, I can't help but want to help her. A bystander can see things more clearly. Zhen Huan is deeply in love with the emperor and cannot extricate herself, and the emperor is not as heartless to Zhen Huan as he is to her. If this is the case, why not fight for it.

She went to Suiyuxuan excitedly, where Chun'er was talking to Zhen Huan in the main hall.

"Sister Wan, this is the milk cake I asked them to make for you. Come and try it. It's delicious."

Zhen Huan held the needle and thread in her hand and just shook her head gently when she heard it: "I'm not hungry now, just put it there first."

Chun'er put down the cakes disappointedly: "Sister Wan, you haven't been with me properly for a long time. I brought you fun things, but you didn't like them. You didn't have an appetite for delicious food. It would be great if you could share your sadness with Chun'er, so that sister wouldn't have any worries."

Zhen Huan had no choice but to say, "Then I'll try it and see if it tastes as delicious as you said."

Chun'er then smiled again and reached out to feed Zhen Huan a piece of cake.

It really melts in your mouth. Just as Zhen Huan was about to praise it, Shen Meizhuang barged in:

"How come you made your own winter clothes?"

Zhen Huan was about to smooth things over by saying that the Imperial Household Department was busy, but Chun Er said, "Sister Shen, the Imperial Household Department is so abominable. Not only did they let Sister Wan make her own clothes, they also stopped Sister Wan's blood swallows, ginseng, etc. I went to talk to them several times, but they always shirked responsibility. I will have a good talk with the emperor next time I see him."

Shen Meizhuang looked at Zhen Huan with pity and pulled her up from the couch: "You have been to a place with me."

After saying that, he dragged her out in a hurry, and Chun'er hurriedly followed behind: "Sister Shen, I want to go too."

Shen Meizhuang looked back at her and saw that she was still as innocent as a child. After thinking for a while, she said, "You can go with me, but don't cry if you get scared."

Chun'er hurriedly assured that it wouldn't happen. Jinxi and Liuzhu were worried and followed her out.

This was the first time in Zhen Huan's life that she stepped into the cold palace. She looked at the women in front of her in disbelief. They were disheveled and smelled sour. Some were standing against the wall while others were lying on the floor. But no matter what they looked like, their eyes were numb and empty, and what they talked about most was the favor they received in the past.

Shen Meizhuang didn't care whether Zhen Huan could adapt or not. She pointed at the woman lying in the haystack whose appearance could no longer be seen and said, "Huan'er, do you know who she is?"

Zhen Huan took a closer look. Although she couldn't see the woman's appearance, there was still some charm between her eyebrows and eyes. It seemed that she must have been a beauty in the past. However, her dress was covered with brown dirt. She lay there looking at the sky with lifeless eyes. Suddenly, she reached into her arms with her dirty hands, accurately pinched out a louse, quickly put it into her mouth and swallowed it, then lay there motionless.

Zhen Huan felt so sick that she retched repeatedly, and Chun'er was so scared that she covered her mouth and dared not speak.

Shen Meizhuang finished telling Concubine Fang's life story in sharp words, and then warned directly: "Huan'er, if you don't fight again, this will be your fate in the future."

Zhen Huan was at a loss. What could she fight for now?