If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

"I heard that last night Concubine Hua summoned Concubine Chun to dance, and Concubine Chun also brought a girl from Xiguan with her." Lingrong was sitting in front of the dressing table, and Nanny Li said to her while helping her with her makeup.

"Dancing?" Ling Rong was surprised. In her previous life, it should have been Concubine Hua who summoned her to sing at this time. However, because she had never sung in this life and was now pregnant with the dragon heir, Concubine Hua did not dare to kill her. But it seemed that Concubine Chun had not offended her either.

Ling Rong couldn't help but ask curiously, "How is Chun Changzai?"

"I heard from Xiao Xia that Concubine Chun didn't look unusual when she left Yiku Palace." Nanny Li has been in the palace for many years. Although she has long heard that Concubine Hua is arrogant and rude, she has never done anything wrong in front of her, so she didn't feel anything about other people's evaluation of Concubine Hua. This is the first time she has truly felt it.

When Lingrong went to pay her respects today, she deliberately glanced at Chun Changzai a few more times. She was still as lively and cute as usual, and did not show any hatred towards Hua Fei yesterday.

Thinking back to my previous life when I returned to Sui Yuxuan and cried, it was so funny. Look at Concubine Chun, it was true that my humble family could not compare with hers. At that time, I was just feeling aggrieved why Concubine Hua treated me so badly. What was Zhen Huan's expression at that time? She was angry, but she was not aggrieved, because the law of the jungle in the harem is an eternal truth.

After paying respects, Lingrong walked around the Imperial Garden and returned to Yongshou Palace. Now, except for the lonely chrysanthemums and the plum blossoms that were about to bloom, all other flowers in the Imperial Garden had withered due to fear of the severe cold. Lingrong strolled back to Yongshou Palace, and the little palace maid at the door told her that the emperor had arrived.

Ling Rong entered the room and saw the emperor leaning on the couch with his eyes closed to rest. She did not say anything. The emperor must not have had breakfast yet since he came here at this hour. She ordered people to serve the meal quietly. In fact, she had a feeling that the emperor came to her place just to have some free time. Thinking about it, because Nian Gengyao was in Beijing recently, the emperor had been staying at Concubine Hua's place in the harem. He must have been bored these days.

The emperor was a light sleeper, and he woke up soon after. "You're back? I didn't even hear you."

"I just came back and asked for breakfast to be prepared. No matter how tired you are, you cannot delay the meal. It will harm your health." Ling Rong said with concern. If he didn't say it, she wouldn't ask. She would know what she should know sooner or later.

"Well, it is your breakfast that attracts me the most," the emperor said jokingly. Lingrong's breakfast was not too fancy, but just a bit homely, unlike some imperial dishes that looked exquisite but lost their original flavor.

"You've been too tired. Now everything you eat tastes delicious." If I starve you for two days, even poop will taste delicious.

The emperor had the sweet eight-treasure porridge, while Lingrong had the duck porridge cooked in old duck broth, with garlic cucumber and hot and sour bamboo shoots on the side. This was Lingrong's favorite, as the sour and spicy taste was the most appetizing, but the emperor liked garlic cucumber more, or it could be said that he liked garlic the most.

The emperor was really busy with state affairs. After breakfast, he rushed back to the Yangxin Palace to deal with memorials. When he passed by the Imperial Garden, he met Huanbi who was picking chrysanthemums.

Seeing the emperor, Huanbi hurried to his side and saluted, "Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health."

"Huanbi? What are you doing?" She cut the beautiful chrysanthemums into ugly shapes, and only picked them from places she could see.

"Your Majesty, I have heard that chrysanthemums can be used to make chrysanthemum tea, which is a good medicine for clearing the liver and eyes, clearing heat and detoxifying. That's why I want to pick some to make chrysanthemum tea." In fact, it was not accidental that Huanbi came here. She learned that the emperor went to Yongshou Palace, so she was waiting for the emperor on the road between Yongshou Palace and Yangxin Palace.

The emperor couldn't help but feel disgusted when he heard this explanation. "Chrysanthemum tea uses tribute chrysanthemums, not chrysanthemums from the imperial garden. These chrysanthemums are expensive, and using them to dry tea is really a waste of natural resources. Xiao Xiazi, give her some chrysanthemum tea later, don't let it harm these chrysanthemums here."

When Huanbi heard that the emperor had rewarded her with chrysanthemum tea, she immediately bowed excitedly to express her gratitude.

The emperor didn't want to pay any more attention to her and was about to leave. Suddenly, he remembered her piano playing last night. Although it wasn't as affectionate as Zhen's, he listened to it anyway. "You play the piano well. Come with me to the Yangxin Palace."