Comprehensive film and television starts from An Lingrong's rebirth

With one day left before the palace selection, An Lingrong took Aunt Xiao to Shangshan Temple to burn incense.

In addition to Aunt Xiao wanting to ask Buddha to bless An Lingrong to be selected, An Lingrong also wanted to ask Buddha to bless her mother with good health.

When getting off the carriage, An Lingrong put on a veil.

After burning incense, An Lingrong saw Wen Shichu and Zhen Huan from afar.

Seeing Wen Shichu holding the jade pot and talking to Zhen Huan, An Lingrong guessed that he was asking for marriage, because wasn't this what Concubine Qi mentioned when she reported Zhen Huan?

After being reborn and meeting Zhen Huan again, An Lingrong felt unexpectedly calm, as if all the events of her past life were just passing clouds.

An Lingrong killed Lady Miaoyin for Zhen Huan, and was implicated when Zhen Huan rose and fell out of favor. Zhen Huan allowed Huanbi to taunt and insult An Lingrong, and An Lingrong lost her child and told Zhen Huan the Queen's secret before she died. Is this enough to pay Zhen Huan back?

Does it mean that Zhen Huan's attempt to win over the Queen is the same as An Lingrong's, and that she can only be repaid by having An Lingrong repay her through her lifetime?

If someone said that she still owed Zhen Huan, An Lingrong would not want to pay it back.

She was actually planning to give Zhen Huan a big gift. It was impossible for Zhen Huan to win over An Lingrong to work for her the first time she met her, while An Lingrong took action against Zhen Huan first, right?

After An Lingrong left, Zhen Huan suddenly felt panicky and turned to look at An Lingrong's back.

Wen Shichu held up the jade pot and looked in the direction of An Lingrong for a few times. Seeing that Zhen Huan did not turn back, he asked softly, "Sister Huan'er, what's wrong?"

After a while, Zhen Huan slowly turned around and looked absentmindedly at the jade pot in Wen Shichu's hand.

Zhen Huan thought to herself: "I, Zhen Huan, swear to marry the best man in the world. How can such a jade pot be worthy of me?"

She was thinking about how not to mention it, but Zhen Huan said with embarrassment: "Huan'er should do her best and leave the rest to fate. We must not get married privately."

After returning to the rented courtyard, An Lingrong asked Baoqi to grind the ink and leave. She then called Baoshu and told him, "Don't you know how to write with your left hand? Don't tell others about this skill from now on."

Bao Shu bowed and replied, "Yes, I will never tell this to a fifth person."

(Besides his deceased parents and Baoqin, only An Lingrong knows that Baoshu can write with his left hand.)

Then, An Lingrong looked at the paper and pen on the table and said, "I'll talk, you write."

After Baoshu agreed, he sat down at the table, picked up the brush on the table and dipped it in ink. After listening to An Lingrong's words, he wrote a piece of paper and handed it to An Lingrong to read.

Late at night on the day before the palace selection, Baoshu went to the residences of several officials with several letters.

It was already past midnight when Baoshu came back, and An Lingrong had already fallen asleep.

An Qin, who was on night watch, heard Bao Shu's reply, nodded and said softly: "Brother, go to rest early. There is hot water in the kitchen. Soak your feet before going to bed."

The next morning, just as the hour of Yin began, Baoqin stepped forward and called An Lingrong in a low voice.

In her previous life, An Lingrong got up early and couldn’t rent a carriage, so she almost missed the talent show. This time, that won’t be the case.

Baoshu had packed the carriage the day before, and it was now parked in the front yard. Baoshu would drive the horse when the time came.

After washing her face and rinsing her mouth, An Lingrong had some tea and snacks, then rinsed her mouth again before starting to dress up.

An Lingrong was already very pitiful in appearance, and now with the green jade headpiece and the Manchu dress made of plain sky blue material, she looked as charming as a pool of autumn water.

After everything was dressed up, An Lingrong touched the plum blossom-shaped hairpin made of green jade on her head, smiled slightly and said, "Let's go."