If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

When Lingrong saw the emperor again, more than half a month had passed. The emperor was so tired that he had fallen asleep on the couch, his head resting on a pile of memorials, and another memorial covering his head. Lingrong approached and quietly covered the emperor with the coat beside her. The emperor slept very lightly, and he woke up as soon as Lingrong put clothes on him.

"You came, but I fell asleep." Although the emperor woke up, he did not get up for a while and just lay there talking to Ling Rong. "I am really tired after reading memorials all day. A bunch of people are just too full and have nothing better to do. They write memorials of respect all day long, which is really causing trouble for me."

Lingrong was not surprised. The emperor was always a light sleeper. "The ancients said that when God wants to give a man a great responsibility, he must first make his mind suffer, his muscles and bones tired, his body hungry, his body empty, and his actions disturbed." Lingrong sat on the small couch next to the emperor and looked at him gently, her face showing how hard the emperor worked. "You are the emperor, guarding this huge country, how can you not be tired?"

The emperor also took Lingrong's hand and rubbed it. Neither of them spoke for a while. The emperor liked Lingrong's quietness the most. She was not so quiet and relaxed when she was with Concubine Hua or Zhen Huan. Since Lingrong entered the palace and met him, she has always been so quiet and peaceful by his side. She was also smart and did not cause trouble for him. Even though Concubine Hua bullied her so much this time, she did not come to complain.

"Rong'er, I'm sorry for wronging you," the emperor had a lot to say but he couldn't say anything else. He didn't know how to say it. As an emperor, he didn't need to feel guilty towards her, but he was a human being and he had already taken An, this little person who didn't fight or make trouble, to heart.

"Your Majesty, I feel no grievance." Lingrong knew what the emperor wanted to say, but Lingrong herself did not want to mention it again. The emperor's guilt was only expressed in his words, and she would let this guilt remain in the emperor's heart bit by bit.

Lingrong has lived two lives and she knows very well that the emperor's promises are nothing in his estimation, so she doesn't want to hear any promises from the emperor. She will get them back with her own hands.

Lingrong walked back to Anlan Garden from the lakeside. She walked nonchalantly, but the palace maids and eunuchs who met her were all nervous, especially those who felt that she had fallen out of favor, as they had taken a lot of good things from Anlan Garden.

"It's disgusting to see them flattering the powerful and looking down on the weak," Ju Qing looked at them with disgust.

"Don't be angry, isn't this how it's always been in the palace?" What she saw was just a small thing, there could be much more that she didn't see.

Seeing Concubine Hua walking by the lake from afar, Ling Rong was not surprised. She walked over to greet her calmly, "Your concubine greets Concubine Hua. May Concubine Hua be blessed with good health."

"Noble Lady Jing, I haven't seen you for several days?" Concubine Hua did not call out. Originally, Lingrong did not dare to overstep her bounds, but this time Lingrong did not tolerate her and stood up directly.

When Concubine Hua saw Ling Rong standing up leisurely, her pretty brows knitted tightly, "Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I was feeling a little unwell a few days ago, so I didn't go to pay my respects to the Queen."

Lingrong has always been obedient in the harem, but just because she tolerates you once doesn't mean she has to tolerate you for the rest of her life. Of course, this is Lingrong's challenge to her authority.

"Hmph, I heard that Concubine Wan has done a great job in helping you stay at home these days. I wonder if you will appreciate her kindness." Concubine Hua knew that she could not deal with Ling Rong the same way as last time. She could only resort to the next best thing and provoke her with words in order to find her to make greater mistakes.

As soon as Lingrong heard it, she knew what Concubine Hua was planning, and she would not be fooled. "Really? Thank you very much, Concubine Wan. I just don't know how Concubine Hua knows so much about the matter of Shui Yuxuan?" Lingrong knew that Concubine Hua would plant a nail in Zhen Huan, but could it be that the appearance of Hua Sui was not enough, and Zhen Huan still hadn't cleaned up Shui Yuxuan?