If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

Ling Rong was really busy these past two days, busy practicing calligraphy and reading. In her previous life, she suffered from not knowing poetry and literature. She didn't know what others said, couldn't respond, and didn't even know when she was scolded. She didn't know anything except embroidery and singing. This time, she practiced calligraphy in the room all day, and read books when she was tired, starting from the most basic Analects of Confucius, Mencius, etc.

At this moment, Ling Rong was sitting by the window in a well-lit place reading. She heard Xia Dongchun coming back from a distance. She looked up and continued reading. It was obvious that Xia Dongchun would be uncomfortable if he didn't say a few sarcastic words to her.

"The Imperial Garden is really beautiful, everything is exquisite," she said with great disdain when she saw Ling Rong, "It's really an eyesore to dress so poorly."

"If you're an eyesore, just go away and don't disturb me while I'm reading." Ling Rong replied in a neutral tone without even raising her head.

"Hmph, looking at your foxy look, you can't sleep with the emperor for the next three days. If you dare to seduce the emperor like this after three days, I will never forgive you." After saying this, he walked away angrily, as if saying one more word to Lingrong would be an insult to her.

"She's always like this. Who is she showing her disdain to? My lady, don't bother with her," Baojuan said as if to stand up for justice.

"Hush, be careful with your words, don't say anything you shouldn't say." Ling Rong didn't raise her head but just looked at Bao Juan with a squint. In fact, Ling Rong was thinking, why didn't she see that she was trying so clumsily to win her over in her previous life. She shook her head helplessly and thought that it was because she was not experienced enough in the world at that time.

"Okay, let's go to the Imperial Garden. Isn't it said that the Imperial Garden is very exquisite?" In her previous life, Ling Rong really regarded Zhen Huan as a good sister, so her first thought when she was wronged was to complain to her sister. But now she has not figured out how to face Zhen Huan.

She asked Baojuan to hold the book for her, and then the two of them walked towards the Imperial Garden.

The Imperial Garden is indeed a showcase of the garden characteristics of the entire Qing Dynasty, exquisite and prosperous. Lingrong walked around and found a comfortable place to read with her back to the sun, and then asked Baojuan to get her a pot of tea. Wouldn't it be more comfortable to drink tea and read?

"Who is sitting there in the front?" The emperor came out of the Empress Dowager's Shoukang Palace and was originally going to go directly back to the Yangxin Palace. When he saw the nice sunshine, he felt leisurely and sent his followers away to stroll around the Imperial Garden. While strolling, he came to the outside of Suiyuxuan. He remembered that Concubine Wan seemed to live here.

Lingrong was startled when she heard the voice, she stood up and patted her chest and replied: "I am the new concubine Jing who entered the palace. What is your name?" Lingrong pretended not to know the emperor and answered. After all, she had just entered the palace and had never seen the emperor. She remembered that the emperor in his previous life also met Zhen Huan in the imperial garden.

"I am Prince Guo." The emperor was still using the name of Prince Guo and looked at Jing with great interest as she agreed.

"Your Majesty, your concubine has met me." Ling Rong greeted him first, then replied, "It is appropriate but not polite for my concubine to meet your Majesty here. Please allow me to take my leave." After saying this, Ling Rong was about to leave.

"My lady, I saw you reading a book?" The emperor did not respond to Ling Rong's words.

Ling Rong took a few steps back, kept a few steps away from the emperor, and replied, "To answer your question, my concubine is reading the Analects of Confucius."

"Oh, the Analects," the emperor nodded indifferently. "The Analects is the first book to enlighten people. Haven't you been enlightened yet?"

"Your Highness, Confucius once said, 'Reviewing the old will help you learn new things. It is always good to read it several times.'" What does it have to do with you whether I am enlightened or not? What's wrong with me not being enlightened? It doesn't bother you. Go find your Zhen Huan's poetic and picturesque feelings. I just want to live a stable life in this life.

"What a great way to learn new things by reviewing the old. I'll give you a few other books later." It was the first time I heard someone talk about being unenlightened in such a refreshing and refined way.

"Your Highness, this is inappropriate. It is inappropriate for us to meet here, and it is even more inappropriate for me to accept your book. I will take my leave first." Lingrong said and left. She remembered that in her previous life, Zhen Huan was misunderstood because of this that she loved Prince Guo instead of the emperor. Today, she observed etiquette and did not leave any handle for others.

Lingrong walked out quickly and ran into Baojuan who was coming back with tea. "My lady, why are you leaving just after arriving?" Baojuan asked puzzledly.

"Nothing, let's take a walk. They're sweeping the floor over there and there's dust." Ling Rong replied perfunctorily and then took her along the path while enjoying the scenery.

When she saw the emperor, she remembered that Sui Yuxuan was right next to them. No wonder the emperor appeared here. It seemed that the emperor and Zhen Huan did not meet by chance. She just didn't know who designed this "chance encounter" in the first place.