An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

"My sister only met Wanpin a few times when she entered the palace."

The reborn Ling Rong probably understands Zhen Huan better than Shen Meiyu, but she and Zhen Huan have no feelings for each other in this life, but they have accumulated a lot of hatred.

"So my sister and I were thinking about Wanpin, but I was afraid that we had found the wrong person. I was afraid that I would say something unpleasant and become estranged from my sister."

So, don't come to me and tell me about the good things about Zhen Huan.

Shen Meizhuang let out a long sigh. It was not just Lingrong, but even her close friend, when discussing Huan'er in private with others, she only said good things about her before she entered the palace.

After entering the palace, Huan'er changed almost completely. She used to say that she didn't want to enter the palace, but after entering, she was vying for favor every day, and the sisters had very little time to talk to each other.

Now it seems that we haven't had a heart-to-heart talk for a long time.

"Let's not talk about her. Lingrong, how did you deal with Baojuan?"

"Don't mention anyone."

Before Lingrong could answer, she heard Zhen Huan's voice coming into the room. Juqing, who was waiting outside the door, didn't even inform her before Zhen Huan had already walked in.

"Sister Mei, I recently got a piece of fabric with a chrysanthemum embroidery pattern. It's just perfect for making summer clothes for you." Zhen Huan smiled and asked Huanbi to put the fabric on the table. Without Shen Meizhuang's invitation, she sat down between Shen An and the other girl.

"If I had known that Sister An would be here too, I would have brought Xia He's dress as well."

"I have already made some summer clothes. I'm sorry that Wanpin remembered it." Lingrong smiled politely. She looked at Zhen Huan and Shen Meiyu's tightly clasped hands, and she knew very well that Zhen Huan was showing off their sisterly friendship.

"Why do you bother? The three of us entered the palace together, so we should share the good things together. Sister Mei, what do you think?"

Shen Meizhuang nodded and gave Lingrong a slightly awkward smile through Zhen Huan, "Huan'er is the most favored by the emperor, so naturally she has a lot of good things. Then I will accept this fabric with peace of mind."

"Sister Mei, you are talking nonsense. Everyone knows that the most favored person in the palace is Concubine Tian from the Yanxi Palace." Zhen Huan smiled brightly, "Sister An is also favored. She now lives alone in the Chengqian Palace. The emperor has even allowed her to live in the main palace."

Ling Rong did not respond immediately. She calmly watched the smile on Zhen Huan's face until her smile became a little stiff, then she slowly spoke, "Of course she is not as good as Wanpin. She has been in the palace for only half a year and has already become a concubine. It is unknown whether she will be promoted to a consort one day."

"Don't say that, Sister An." Zhen Huan's pretty face turned slightly red, and she reached out to hold Ling Rong's hand. "It's rare to be truly loved by the emperor. You don't have to care too much about these high and low positions."

Lingrong really didn't want to have any overly intimate contact with Zhen Huan, so she raised her arm slightly and "coincidentally" avoided Zhen Huan's touch.

Now Shen Meizhuang's heart is still tied to the emperor, and Ling Rong can easily capture the disappointment on Shen Meizhuang's face.

It seems that the elder sister will feel jealous because the emperor dotes on his younger sister.

However, Lingrong doesn't think that the two of them will turn against each other because of this. Shen Meizhuang has been feeling lost for a long time, so she might end up hanging out with Doctor Wen. When she sees that Wen Shichu is still thinking about Zhen Huan, this scene will be interesting.

"Whoever the emperor likes is the noble master." Zhen Huan saw that Ling Rong did not respond, and her expression was slightly unhappy, but she quickly corrected herself and immediately smiled again, "Although my sister is now a concubine, but with this honor and favor, no one dares to look down on you."

"Then I'll borrow Concubine Wan's good words, Sister Shen, my Chengqian Palace..."

Lingrong didn't want to talk to her any more, so she stood up and wanted to say goodbye to Shen Meizhuang. But Zhen Huan hadn't talked enough, so she hurriedly pulled Lingrong to sit down again.

"Sister, you've only been sitting here for a short while. Why are you in such a hurry to leave? It's almost time for lunch. Why don't you stay and have lunch with Sister Mei?"

"This is a good idea." Upon hearing this, Shen Meizhuang immediately stood up and ordered Juqing to go to the imperial kitchen to serve the dishes and asked them to bring the meals for the two young ladies to Cunju Hall.

Lingrong felt a little angry when she saw Zhen Huan, the half-master, but Shen Meizhuang seemed very happy and excitedly ordered the servants to prepare lunch.

Is Shen Meizhuang used to following Zhen Huan's lead? She can even endure this kind of anger.

Lingrong really didn't understand the true sisterhood.

Whether in her past life or this life, the people she made were just allies, coming for profit and leaving for profit. I have never seen such a thing as treating someone else's palace as one's own and making a decision without even a word of consultation.

Lingrong called Juqing and made up her mind that no matter what the two sisters thought, she would refuse the lunch.

"I still have some matters to take care of in Chengqian Palace, so I won't bother you any more." Lingrong didn't wait for the two to try to persuade her to stay. She stood up, bowed, and went out with Zhaoshui. She deliberately walked two steps slower and just happened to hear what Zhen Huan said to Shen Meiyu.

"Sister An may still be blaming me. I suggested to the emperor that she be promoted and moved to another palace, but she still didn't look at me in the eye. Sister Mei, is Huan'er wrong?"

"Huan'er, you are speaking for Lingrong's own good..."

An Lingrong really didn't want to listen to the two people's conversation. She turned her head and slowly glanced at Juqing who was guarding the door. She looked at Juqing until he was at a loss and lowered his head, and then she left with a breath of anger.

Walking into the imperial garden with Zhaoshui, he still felt a breath of relief in his heart.

Zhaoshui supported Lingrong very carefully. Just as she was about to speak to comfort her, she heard Lingrong instructing her to go to the imperial court and invite the emperor to come to Chengqian Palace for a visit.

"Yes, my lady." Zhaoshui finally felt relieved when he heard Lingrong was willing to see the emperor.

As long as you don't keep it in your heart and don't say it out loud, it will be a good thing for your master's personality.

"Or to prepare the medicinal food for the emperor?"

"Go ahead." Anyway, it was to make herself look pleasing to the eye. Lingrong thought about Prince Guo's face and thought that if the emperor took good care of himself, maybe it wouldn't be too bad.

As they walked, Lingrong suddenly remembered Prince Guo's sticky eyes towards Zhen Huan, which were like honey.

If one day Prince Guo and Shen Meiyu were to become entangled with each other, I really don’t know who Zhen Huan would choose.

But if it were now, I would probably choose the emperor.

Although Lingrong did not understand how Zhen Huan fell in love with the emperor, in her eyes, the emperor was just like her father who liked to marry concubines, more lustful than sincere.

"My lady has returned just in time. Let me do some moxibustion for you." Fang Jing had been waiting at the door for a long time. As soon as she saw Ling Rong, she helped her sit on the reclining chair.

Since the emperor wouldn't come over right away anyway, Ling Rong just lay back on the reclining chair and waited for Fang Jing to light the moxa stick.

The bead curtain was lowered and the blanket was covered on her body. There was no noisy sound around her, only the faint sound of Fang Jing fiddling with the moxa stick.

After a while, Lingrong felt drowsy and completely forgot that she had to wait for the emperor to come and drink the medicinal food.

When she woke up in a daze, it was already completely dark. The moxa stick on her knee had been removed, and the blanket had covered her legs tightly, making her feel so warm that she didn't feel the cold at all.

The emperor just happened to come over at this time. Seeing Lingrong's lazy look, he smiled and reached out to touch her cheek.

Lingrong tilted her head and buried it in his palm. After a short while, she stood up and went to serve the medicinal meal to the emperor.

The emperor was the only one left, rubbing the remaining warmth on his fingertips, wondering what he was thinking.

When Lingrong came back with the medicinal food, she saw the emperor looking curiously at the Manchu dress she had embroidered for Concubine Hua.

"The pajamas you embroidered for me are not even finished yet, why are you already embroidering the Manchu dress?"

Ling Rong placed the medicinal food on the table, then slowly walked over to take the Manchu dress. She touched the peony embroidery that covered most of it, and said, "This Manchu dress was embroidered for Concubine Hua, so the emperor will have to put it off for a while longer."

The emperor pondered for a while and didn't know how to answer for a moment.

He might even think that Lingrong was reporting Concubine Hua to him, and had no idea that he was the one who brought it up.

As soon as she saw the emperor's expression, Lingrong knew that he was overthinking again. She put down her clothes and took the medicinal food to the emperor.

"Empress Hua didn't let me work for nothing. She also gave me a lot of good fabrics. These were all gifts from the Emperor who was reluctant to give them to me."

The emperor took the medicinal food and smiled when he heard Lingrong's words, "The fabric of Concubine Hua's clothes is also mine."

"Forget it. Some time ago, Suzhou presented five pieces of floating brocade as tribute. I will give them all to Rong'er, so that you won't feel that I am not as good to you as Concubine Hua."

Ling Rong thanked her immediately. This Fu Guang Jin was given to her in her previous life, and it was the same now.

She wants to keep everything for herself in this life, and no matter who she is, she can't take even a single thing from her.

"I asked someone to come to the Imperial Palace to see me today, but what's the matter?"

"The emperor hasn't come to Chengqian Palace much recently. I miss him."

Of course Lingrong couldn't tell the truth. If she told the emperor that she asked the emperor to come and discredit Zhen Huan because she was angry with Zhen Huan, then she would forget about her position as a concubine.

When the emperor heard Lingrong say that she missed him, he was very happy and finished the medicinal meal with great comfort.

Ever since he took the medicinal food, the emperor felt that he was full of energy and spirit. When he entered the harem, the concubines seemed to be more enthusiastic.

"Your medicinal diet is quite good," the emperor praised again, "I remember asking Rong'er to copy a copy for Wanpin, but has she delivered it?"

"Of course I sent it over. Didn't the emperor get it from Wanpin?" Lingrong pretended not to understand. She helped the emperor put on her newly embroidered nightgown. "I'm afraid Wanpin doesn't like the taste."

"Maybe."

Ling Rong couldn't tell whether the emperor was happy or angry, so she could only fix the buttons for him while tentatively speaking, "After all, Wanpin had that incident not long ago, so she might be afraid of danger."

"Even I drank it myself, so what danger can there be?" The emperor couldn't help but sigh when he thought of Lingrong losing her child because of Wanwan. At that time, he was focused on Wanwan and didn't take good care of Lingrong.

Now that Wanwan is suspicious of Ronger, how can Ronger be open and frank with Wanwan?

"I don't know about that." Ling Rong finally finished buttoning her clothes. When she looked up, she saw the emperor staring at her intently.

She touched her face subconsciously. Could it be that even though the emperor was sitting on the couch, he was still complaining that his skin was not good enough?

"I have wronged you a lot in the past." A king of a country will never bow his head. It is extremely rare for him to say such words.

Ling Rong blinked her eyes and pretended to be confused and said, "Your Majesty has never wronged me, and those pains were not caused by Your Majesty."

It was brought by you and your favorite Wanwan, Your Majesty, do you remember?

"Even if you don't tell me, I know it."

"Could it be that... Your Majesty feels that you have wronged me by moving me to another palace? Or... Or is it because of something someone else said?"

"I was thinking that your Le Dao Hall was too small," the emperor pulled Ling Rong into his arms and stroked her smooth black hair, "This is of course my own idea. Fang Jing is your mentor, is it still useful now?"

"I just knew that apart from the emperor, no one else in the palace cares about me like this." After getting the emperor's answer, Ling Rong was sure that the facts were not as Zhen Huan said.

I think Zhen Huan said that just to show her guilt in front of Shen Meiyu and Ling Rong's ingratitude.

What’s funny is that I actually thought Zhen Huan would feel guilty about her behavior.

There has never been any sisterhood between them in this life. Zhen Huan was only dealing with an annoying concubine, so how could she feel guilty?

Just as Lingrong and the emperor were preparing to go to bed, the gate of Chengqian Palace was suddenly knocked. Huanbi came in with a pile of clothes, saying arrogantly that it was a reward from Concubine Wan.

Zhaoshui reminded Huanbi that the emperor was resting in the palace and it would be inappropriate to make loud noises.

But Huanbi didn't seem to appreciate it. She told Xiao Yinzi to put down the clothes, with a look of disdain on her face. "It's just a little bit of pitiful favor. What's there to be proud of?"

Relying on the fact that people in the hall could not hear the noise outside, Huanbi mocked Zhaoshui rudely. Zhaoshui did not want to argue with a villain in front of his own door, so he asked Huanbi to leave with a cold face.

"An Changzai isn't very pretty, and her family background isn't good either. I don't know why she's so arrogant."

"Sister Huanbi is right. If you ask me, when Sister Huanbi dresses up, she is three times more beautiful than An Changzai..."

The gate of Chengqian Palace hadn't been closed yet, but these two people couldn't wait to speak ill of the young lady. Xiao Chizi couldn't stand it anymore and immediately wanted to rush out to argue with them.

Zhao Shui still held him back, "Forget it, the emperor is staying in our palace today, I don't know how happy you are, don't make you sad."

Xiao Chizi also knew that their young lady cared about the emperor the most, so he had to swallow his anger, said "Pah" at the door, and closed the door angrily.

After closing the door and turning around, they saw Su Peisheng standing behind them. Xiao Chizi and Zhaoshui were so frightened that they didn't know what to do with their hands and feet. They stiffly greeted the eunuch Su who was standing beside the emperor.

"Who were those two people just now? Which palace are they from?"

"Eunuch Su, they are Huanbi and Xiaoyinzi from Yongshou Palace. They came here at the request of Concubine Wan to deliver some fabrics."

Upon hearing this, Su Peisheng just nodded, instructed two people to serve the master well, and then took his apprentice to rest.

Before leaving, Xiao Xiazi turned around and made a gesture to Zhaoshui that everything was fine, which made Zhaoshui feel relieved.