If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

While Lingrong was practicing calligraphy in the Yanxi Palace, she also arranged for people to go to the Imperial Garden to secretly watch the swing. Lingrong always felt that the swing had profound meaning.

Today Zhen Huan went to swing again, and sure enough, the Emperor passed by there soon after.

Liu Zhu was behind Zhen Huan, pushing her on the swing. She asked with a smile, "Do you want it higher?"

"A little bit."

"I knew the young master would be afraid."

"I'll push you later." Zhen Huan said with a smile. Her competitive nature would not tolerate others saying that she was afraid, not even Liu Zhu, who grew up with her.

"Okay, I'm not afraid of anything." Liu Zhu knew the young lady's temper, and she meant no harm. Liu Zhu saw the emperor while pushing the cart, and wanted to bow to him to remind her young lady, but he stopped her.

The emperor came forward and pushed Zhen Huan twice. Zhen Huan could feel it immediately because of the strength problem, but she just thought it was Liu Zhu who was making trouble. "Okay, Liu Zhu, you dare to do bad things behind my back." As she said that, she looked back and didn't expect it to be the emperor. Well, in her eyes, it was Prince Guo now.

"Your Highness?" Zhen Huan was stunned.

"If you are afraid, come down," said the emperor.

Zhen Huan's personality doesn't allow others to provoke her, "I'm not afraid, Your Majesty, just push it away."

"A little higher, a little higher." When Lingrong came over, she saw the emperor pushing Zhen Huan on the swing. Lingrong thought, a favorite concubine is indeed different. If that wasn't the emperor, Zhen Huan's behavior would be like having a secret meeting with a man outside her.

While Lingrong was fixing her clothes with her head down, she heard Zhen Huan scream. She looked up and saw that the Emperor had stopped holding Zhen Huan. Zhen Huan stopped immediately and jumped off the swing.

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Even though she was frightened and dazed, she immediately bowed. Frightened Liu Zhu also immediately asked Zhen Huan.

"Why are you shy now? Weren't you acting like a heroine just now?" Lingrong heard the teasing in the emperor's words.

"I was impolite. I didn't know that the prince liked to stand quietly behind others." Zhen Huan was just trying to shift the blame.

"Hahaha, it's my fault for being rude. I just happened to pass by here and remembered the sound of the flute that I heard every day. I hope to meet you and listen to it again." The emperor said. He was indeed passing by. After all, the only way to Shoukang Palace was right next to it.

"But I didn't bring my flute today," Zhen Huan said.

"Then we'll have to wait until next time." The emperor said disappointedly. Among all the people in the palace, Zhen Huan's flute sound was the most like that of Queen Chun Yuan. Tired of standing and talking just now, the emperor slowly walked to the swing and sat down. He said, "There are apricot blossoms everywhere here, and the song you played last time was also related to apricot blossoms. Do you like apricot blossoms very much?"

"Apricot blossoms are not as gorgeous as peach blossoms, nor as cold as winter plum blossoms, but are extraordinarily gentle and mellow." Zhen Huan praised. Ling Rong thought that Zhen Huan really lived up to her reputation as a talented woman, and she herself could not say such words.

"People are like flowers, and flowers are like people. Only people with gentle character will like flowers with gentle character." The emperor was praising Zhen Huan. In addition to being like Chun Yuan, Zhen Huan was also very dazzling.

"But I don't like apricot blossoms." Zhen Huan hastily explained. Ling Rong didn't understand her rebuttal at that moment.

"Well, let's hear it."

“Although apricot flowers are beautiful, the fruits they bear are extremely sour, and almonds are even more bitter. If everything you do in life starts out well but ends badly, what’s the point? It would be better to be like pine and cypress, green all year round without flowers or fruits.” Ling Rong thought, is this the life philosophy of Zhen Huan in her previous life, which was to not fight at all, but to win if she had to?

"I've never heard of such an opinion. It's quite fresh and unique." Lingrong also felt that this life philosophy was quite fresh.

"I am sorry for speaking nonsense, Your Majesty,"

"I am sorry for being rude today. I have two sets of music scores. I will bring them to you at the same hour in five days for you to appreciate them together. I hope the concubine will come." The emperor and Zhen Huan made an appointment in five days.

"Then I'd rather obey you than be disrespectful." Zhen Huan bowed and was about to leave, but halfway through she turned back and said, "I have a favor to ask, and Prince Qing has agreed."

"you say"

"It is inappropriate for my concubine to meet with Your Highness. Please do not let others know so as to avoid damaging our reputations." Why did she agree to the five-day appointment when she knew it was inappropriate? Did Zhen Huan have expectations of the emperor at this time?

"Since she has a good reputation, who can ruin it?" I am afraid of nothing when I see my concubine.

"Your Highness, you may not know that my relationship with you is aboveboard, but there are many gossipy people in the harem, and I don't want to cause trouble." Zhen Huan looked at the emperor timidly, looking very lovable. Even Ling Rong could not help but agree to her request.

"Ok."

When Zhen Huan saw that the emperor agreed, she bowed and left.

Lingrong also took the opportunity to slip away. She knew that the meeting was against the rules but still agreed to the invitation. Did she know that this was the emperor?