If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

After Lingrong accompanied him twice, she knew she needed to be quiet for a while. As her life was about to end, she asked Juqing to put up a sign so that she could stay at home and write and read. She wanted stability, so she couldn't stand out. She put up a sign to show that she was not pregnant, and she also faded from favor so that others would worry less.

The eunuch Xiao Shu'er whispered in Ling Rong's ear: "My lady, a swing has been set up next to the Sui Yu Xuan."

"Swing? Can I build this, too?" Ling Rong asked. If not, then who gave me the advice?

"I don't know about this," Xiao Shuer replied.

"Okay, I won't make it difficult for you. Just go find your sister Juqing to claim your reward." Ling Rong said.

After writing for a while, Lingrong wanted to check out how Zhen Huan had met the emperor in her previous life, so she arranged for someone to wait in the Imperial Garden and go back to report to Zhen Huan if they saw her swinging on the swing.

When Lingrong arrived, she heard Zhen Huan playing the flute, and saw the emperor walking out from Zhen Huan's side from a distance. Lingrong hid to the side. After a long time, Zhen Huan saw the emperor and heard the flute.

"May I know your name?" Zhen Huan asked.

"Hmm?" Lingrong heard the emperor's voice and was obviously surprised that Zhen Huan didn't recognize him.

"Guess?" said the emperor.

"You are not the emperor, are you?" Zhen Huan asked. Isn't it normal to meet the emperor in the palace? The emperor didn't say anything, so Zhen Huan asked again: "Are you the prince?"

"Have you heard of Prince Guo?" Lingrong felt a headache when she heard the emperor using Prince Guo's name to deceive Zhen Huan again. Do you dare to change someone else?

"Are you really Prince Guo?" Zhen Huan's tone was obviously not very convincing.

"Have you seen...me?" The emperor paused and almost said, "Have you seen me?"

Zhen Huan shook her head and said, "I haven't even seen the emperor since I entered the palace." Ling Rong heard it nearby and didn't quite understand. What do you mean? Are you complaining?

The emperor took a few steps forward after hearing this, and Zhen Huan took a few steps back. "Then how do you know I'm not Prince Guo?"

"It seems that the age is not right." Zhen Huan glanced at the emperor and said.

"A person's age is often inconsistent with his appearance." The emperor forced an explanation.

"Your Excellency must be Prince Guo. I have often seen His Majesty at Zhen's." Zhen Huan bowed.

"Are you the sick concubine?" said the emperor.

"How does the prince know about the trivial matters in the inner palace?" Zhen Huan asked. Ling Rong thought, because he is the emperor, so he knows.

"I heard it from the Emperor's sister-in-law." The Emperor was right to hear it from the Empress, but the title of "Imperial sister-in-law" really made Ling Rong embarrassed. "On New Year's Eve, my brother asked about it, and I happened to be there."

"Oh, I see." Zhen Huan's perfunctory tone inevitably made Ling Rong guess that Zhen Huan already knew the emperor, and she was probably acting like this just waiting to run into him.

"Are you feeling better? Why don't you put on more clothes when you go out?"

"Thanks to your concern, I am much better now," Zhen Huan said. Ling Rong, who was standing next to her, heard the footsteps coming from the side and quietly retreated. She finally knew how Zhen Huan had met the emperor by chance.

"Liu Zhu, this is Prince Guo." Zhen Huan's voice reached Ling Rong's ears from afar.

Lingrong didn't know whether Zhen Huan won his heart more or herself during the two encounters, but one thing was that she had never broken the rules. Even if people found out about it in the future, they would not say that she was having a secret meeting with a man other than her.

Lingrong walked back from another place to the Imperial Garden to admire the flowers. After the spring, the flowers gradually increased. The most beautiful ones were the winter jasmine and forsythia. The two flowers looked very similar, and Lingrong could not tell them apart. The gardeners of the Imperial Garden created a flower wall, which looked particularly beautiful.

Lingrong came out by herself today. She saw that it was inappropriate for Zhen Huan to take Juqing with her, and she was worried about taking someone else with her, so she came out by herself. She picked several branches of forsythia and prepared to return to Yanxi Palace to soak them in a vase.