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

There was a thick stack of letters from Aunt Xiao, which contained all kinds of family matters. The people in the Imperial Household Department had never seen such trivial family letters. After carefully checking them, they found nothing unusual and presented the letters to Ledao Hall.

An Lingrong couldn't control her emotions and picked up the letter to read it carefully.

A moment later, "Bang!" An Lingrong slammed the letter heavily on the table, her chest heaving. She closed her eyes and let out a long breath before she suppressed her anger.

Then, with a normal expression, he wrote a letter back to his family in front of the two maids, and then asked Baojuan to take the letter to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and mail it out.

After Baojuan left, An Lingrong's eyes were cold and gloomy, while Rendong stood beside her silently.

Life continued to be dull. When Xia Dongchun went out, she heard too much gossip. Even the palace maids and eunuchs dared to talk about her. She had to stay in the Yanxi Palace, picking quarrels with An Lingrong all day long, but was always blocked by An Lingrong, which made her angry all day long.

During this period, Noble Lady Fucha served the emperor in bed once more, so Concubine Hua asked her to go to the Yiku Palace for seven consecutive days to learn the rules of serving the emperor. Noble Lady Fucha did not dare to complain and learned thoroughly with great respect.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs watched Concubine Hua's actions and took the opportunity to deduct the winter allowance of the Yanx Palace. Noble Lady Fucha was favored after all, so they only dared to reduce it a little. However, all Xia Dongchun and An Lingrong got was black smoky charcoal that could not be burned thoroughly.

It was fine during the day. Noble Lady Fucha would bring a stove to the embroidery room to accompany An Lingrong in embroidery, and Xia Dongchun would follow, leaning against the stove and constantly finding words to flatter Noble Lady Fucha. But at night, the Forbidden City was freezing cold, and Xia Dongchun finally couldn't help but go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to buy some expensive silver charcoal.

Seeing An Lingrong's hands and feet frozen and still having to embroider, Ren Dong cried with heartache. She wanted to use the silver to buy some good charcoal to keep warm, but was rejected by An Lingrong: "My family is poor. If I suddenly take out too much silver, people will speculate on me for no reason, and then there will be trouble. Besides, no matter how much silver I have, I can't feed those people in the palace. The only thing left of these sutra pillars is the canopy, which will be ready in a few days. As for Concubine Duan, you should send some silver to her and ask Jixiang to buy some charcoal. We must not let Concubine Duan catch a cold this winter, otherwise all our efforts will be wasted."

Ever since An Lingrong told Fu Cha Guiren that Yu Tai Jin Zhan was poisoned, Fu Cha Guiren's attitude towards An Lingrong has become more intimate. She used to be kind to An Lingrong just to make friends with her, but now she has begun to trust An Lingrong in her heart. Seeing that her Le Dao Tang was as cold as an ice cave, she forcibly pulled An Lingrong into her bedroom and slept on the same bed with her.

No matter how cold the winter was in the Forbidden City, someone finally warmed her. An Lingrong lay on the bed and shed silent tears.

But she is not a good person after all.

Aunt Xiao wrote to say that after they left for the capital, An Bihuai took a prostitute into his home as a concubine. The woman relied on her favor to bully Lin Xiu in the backyard and threatened her every day, saying that An Lingrong encountered various accidents on the road. Poor Lin Xiu's eyes were already half blind, and she cried completely blind because of worrying about An Lingrong. It was not until the eunuch who delivered the decree to Songyang that An Lingrong was made a concubine that the woman restrained herself. When Aunt Xiao brought people back home, Lin Xiu was already sick and dying, and An Bihuai indulged in wine and women all day long and never went to see Lin Xiu...

Before she finished reading the letter, An Lingrong's heart felt like it had sunk into an ice cellar. She thought that after her rebirth, as long as proper arrangements were made, Lin Xiu's half-blind eyes might still have a chance of regaining sight. She also obtained a handwritten letter left by a medical master, and asked Aunt Xiao to take back the prescription and silver. However, her mother still could not escape the fate of blindness, and her father was as cold and vicious as ever.

The more An Lingrong thought about it, the more resentful she became. An Bihuai had exploited her mother, and when her mother was no longer of any use, he abandoned her like a piece of trash. He then oppressed her with filial piety for the rest of her life. She didn't want to live with this cancer on her back in her new life. Originally, she wanted An Bihuai to be plagued by illness for the rest of his life and end up being a county magistrate. However, Lin Xiu's experience finally made her want to kill him. Such a person did not deserve to live in this world!

In the letter, An Lingrong gave Aunt Xiao a prescription, which would make An Bihuai first suffer from a lingering cold, then gradually suffer from back pain and weakness, and finally die from overindulgence. As for the brothel girl, since she was loved by An Bihuai, she could just go with him.

Noble Lady Fucha was sleeping soundly, but An Lingrong was crying like rain. An Bihuai was selfish and ungrateful, while she was vicious and heartless. He and she were both equally despicable.

As New Year's Eve approached, An Lingrong went to Yikun Palace again. As the New Year approached, Concubine Hua had a myriad of affairs to deal with, so she was forced to sit on the bench for three hours before slowly letting the eunuchs bring the boxes in and began to check all the sutra pillars:

"Mrs. An, I remember you said it would take twenty days to embroider one piece, how come you have finished it now? Are you deliberately deceiving me or are you passing off inferior goods as good ones?"

Concubine Hua's question was tricky. If An Lingrong answered according to her plan, she would definitely be punished. Concubine Li on the side had a gloating expression, while Concubine Cao showed no emotion and just sat there quietly.

An Lingrong did not lower her head this time. She looked up at Concubine Hua, her eyes red and swollen with fine bloodshot. Then she raised her palms slightly. Her originally slender fingers were now swollen like radishes in the snow. She had frostbite.

Seeing her like this, Concubine Hua thought she was going to complain, but An Lingrong spoke calmly, "Madam Concubine Hua, Your Majesty Rong Bing, you are worried about the Queen Mother's health and want to hang a Buddhist pagoda before the New Year to pray for her and ward off disasters. I dare not delay your filial piety and will do my best day and night to complete your request."

An Lingrong's docility made Concubine Hua feel like she was hitting cotton with a heavy punch every time she faced her. It was unpleasant but she had no way to do anything. She said bitterly, "You are such a slick person. You are a cunning person pretending to be docile. You can deceive others but not me. I get angry when I see you. I will spare you today. Songzhi, send An Changzai out."

An Lingrong bowed respectfully and prepared to leave, but suddenly Concubine Hua raised her voice and said, "Wait!"

An Lingrong was shocked. Could it be that Concubine Hua had seen through her?