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

At this moment, Zhen Huan felt the emperor's pressure deeply for the first time.

She and the emperor were sitting opposite each other, and when she heard the emperor's questioning, she immediately wanted to kneel down to defend herself.

But the emperor held her hand tightly, not letting her break free, and looked at her gently.

He didn't know whether he was happy or angry, he just sat there casually, but his aura made it hard to breathe.

The more the emperor relaxed, the more Zhen Huan dared not relax. She slid her throat twice and spoke in a dry voice:

"This is something I have been unable to understand. Although there were some misunderstandings between me and the Imperial Concubine, all the unhappiness has long since disappeared under the mediation of the Emperor. I think the Imperial Concubine may have missed the Emperor so much that she lost control in a hurry, and I just happened to be there."

In a hurry, this was the best excuse Zhen Huan could think of. After she said it, she looked at the emperor nervously.

Unexpectedly, the emperor nodded in agreement. He said in a low voice, "That makes sense. Shilan has a fiery temper. I have been unfair to her and caused you to suffer such misfortune."

Zhen Huan carefully watched the emperor's every expression, fearing that he might say one thing and mean another. But seeing that the emperor's expression was as frank as before, Zhen Huan had no choice but to continue speaking boldly. This time her voice became softer:

"I don't think it's an unprovoked disaster. I'm still blaming myself. If I had been more obedient to the Imperial Concubine, I might have been able to save some things. Besides, this scar is the mark of what Huanhuan and Silang experienced together. Whenever Huanhuan touches it, I think of Silang's care for her."

She introduced herself skillfully, first as monarch and subject and then as lover, intending to evoke the emperor's past affection, but she deliberately avoided the emperor's shocking look that day.

The Emperor's eyes were indeed softer than before. He kept turning Zhen Huan's hands over and over, as if blaming himself:

"Don't think too much about what happened tonight. After Shilan left, I always felt empty inside. Sometimes I was happy or angry without knowing it. When I saw people close to me, I couldn't help but criticize them."

Zhen Huan pulled her hand out of the emperor's palm and placed it on the back of his hand again, speaking tenderly:

"Huanhuan understands. Silang's inability to let go of the Imperial Concubine just shows that he values ​​love and cherishes the past. Huanhuan is very fortunate in her heart, because this way Silang will always remember Huanhuan, right?"

The emperor put his hand down heavily, and Zhen Huan's palm was empty. However, the emperor quickly turned his palm upwards and completely wrapped Zhen Huan's hand. His palm was warm and dry, which made Zhen Huan feel inexplicably dependent on him.

"You always make me soft-hearted."

Seeing the emperor say this, Zhen Huan took advantage of the situation to turn around and fell into the emperor's arms:

"I am greedy. I always want to accompany the emperor for a long time. I want to enjoy the flowers with the emperor in spring, play chess and drink tea after the rain in summer, brew osmanthus wine with him in autumn, and watch the snow flying around the warm fire in winter. I would also like to have a few drinks. Silang, is Huanhuan really greedy?"

Such a beautiful vision and such a tender confession made the emperor's mind drift again. He murmured in a low voice:

"That's perfect. I'll be with you, and you can be with me."

The questioning, which started off well but ended badly, ended abruptly, and a sweet smile appeared on Zhen Huan's lips.

After a night of passion, Zhen Huan felt as if she were bathed in spring breeze.

The emperor once again allowed her to enter and leave the imperial study at will.

The palace affairs that had been taken over by the Queen during her recovery also returned to her hands.

When the two departments were handing over palace affairs, Zhen Huan asked Huanbi to go and check it out as usual.

In the knitting department, Huanbi saw the embroiderers splitting gold and silver threads to prepare the auspicious clothes for Zhen Huan's coronation as a concubine.

“How long will it take to embroider?”

"If we hurry, we can finish the work in three to five days. However, the Queen Mother has instructed that all the patterns on Concubine Wan's wedding dress must be embroidered with gold and silver threads, so we need to do the work meticulously and make sure it is perfect."

Her master was about to be made a concubine, and Huanbi felt proud. She could only be well if her elder sister was well, so naturally she took better care of her. Therefore, she asked a few more questions.

Only after receiving the assurance that the auspicious clothes would be delivered to Yongshou Palace by the end of the month did Huanbi leave with peace of mind.

Besides, An Lingrong has become quiet in the harem since her night talk with Concubine Duan.

But this silence was different from the previous ones. She kept teaching Xia Dongchun in Yonghe Palace how to bring her unbridled enthusiasm to the extreme.

In order not to be disturbed, she specially sent someone to report to the queen that her cough had not improved.

The Queen immediately removed An Lingrong's name card on the grounds of considering the Emperor's health.

When Ren Dong brought back the news, An Lingrong couldn't help but complain about the Queen: "She really doesn't even want to pretend."

Then he changed the subject and shouted to Xia Dongchun:

"Start over. Look at how you were walking just now. You were rushing around like that. You need to be steady and not impatient."

Xia Dongchun didn't expect that even though she had been in the palace for almost four years, she would still be taught rules by An Lingrong, and the teaching was too strict, and she would be scolded at every turn.

She was exhausted every day.

But she enjoys it. At least someone hasn't given up on her, right?

The sweet aroma of melons and fruits in Jingren Palace could not dispel the irritability in the queen's heart.

She kept thinking about what the emperor had said to her that night, but she couldn't find an opportunity to hit the target.

He had no choice but to send someone to take a letter to E Min, asking him to put more effort into the former dynasty.

When mentioning E Min, one can't help but think of Concubine Qi.

Why is it that when they are obviously a family, one person is so shrewd and smooth, while the other is so stupid and straightforward?

She had followed Zhen Huan for so long, but she couldn't bring back any useful information.

The emperor was bored and asked Jianqiu to serve him with writing materials. Being restless and irritable is not a good thing. Only by calming down can one find the flaws.

And Concubine Jing, who lived in a side hall of Jingren Palace, was just like her title. Apart from the slight noise made by the imperial physician when he came to check her pulse every day, it was difficult to hear any movement from her at other times.

Not only her, but also her maid Mu Xin was so silent that Huichun was shocked.

Huichun felt that the task assigned to her by the Queen would probably be difficult to accomplish.

At dusk, the Queen finally stopped writing. Jianqiu hurried forward to massage her arms to relieve the pain.

"Jianqiu, come with me to the warehouse later."

"Whatever your majesty is looking for, I will get it for you."

"No, I want to go and look at those old things and meditate."

The old things naturally refer to the relics of Queen Chunyuan. Jianqiu didn't dare to reply for a moment. She was the Queen's sister and only she could mention her. If outsiders mentioned her, it would be like touching a reverse scale and would never end well.

"My lady, Huanbi went to the Knitting Bureau today and asked about the wedding dress."

"It's better to ask. Only by asking can you feel at ease. Besides, Wanpin is in charge of the Knitting Bureau now, so it's reasonable to ask."

"Forget it. I haven't paid my respects to the Queen Mother for several days. I will go to Shoukang Palace later."

Jianqiu didn't understand why the queen changed her mind with just one sentence.