An Lingrong is reborn, the reorganized team is killing like crazy

"I have only one wish: to leave a peaceful and prosperous era for my descendants." The emperor said this while still looking at the sky outside, but his hand unconsciously held An Lingrong's hand.

"I believe that the emperor will achieve his wish." An Lingrong opened her mouth, and the faces of the fourth prince Hongli and the sixth prince Hongzhou appeared in front of her. If she had to choose between the two, she would choose Hongli.

"Then I'll borrow Rong'er's good words." The emperor withdrew his gaze, An Lingrong came back to her senses, and looked at the emperor with a smile.

"Your Majesty, lunch is ready." Su Peisheng came in and saw the emperor and An Lingrong smiling at each other. He didn't want to disturb them, but when he saw the emperor saw him, he stepped forward and spoke.

"Rong'er, let's go..." The emperor pulled An Lingrong out of the study...

Chengqian Palace.

When An Lingrong returned to Chengqian Palace with the calligraphy, as soon as she passed the wooden screen wall, she saw servants kneeling on the ground in front of the main hall.

"Your servants, your servants congratulate Concubine Yi. May Concubine Yi be blessed with good health." Led by Juqing, the servants of Chengqian Palace congratulated in unison, and An Lingrong couldn't help but smile.

"Everyone, get up. Juqing, give me a reward." An Lingrong raised her hand, and Juqing responded with a smile. Everyone stood up, and An Lingrong saw that Zhan'er was holding a large wooden box in his arms.

Just when An Lingrong was puzzled, she saw Juqing waving at Zhan'er. Zhan'er went to Juqing. Juqing opened the box, took out purses from it, and distributed them to the servants below one by one.

An Lingrong had never seen such a scene before. Baojuan helped her approach, and Zhan'er looked at her with a smile and said, "My lady, Sister Juqing said that I am very strong. Only I can do this. Hehehe..."

"Your sister Juqing is right. Little Zhongzi might have trouble holding this box." An Lingrong said with a smile, covering her lips with a silk handkerchief.

"Zhan'er thanks the young lady for the compliment." Zhan'er smiled even more happily, his eyes narrowed into slits.

"My lady, please stop praising her. The other day, she just had an impulse and competed with the guard Liu from the Imperial Garden in arm wrestling. She won and is feeling very proud!

If the young lady praises her again, she will be so proud of herself that her tail will be lifted up to the sky..." Lu Ying stepped forward to support An Lingrong and walked into the hall.

"She has a childish temperament, so there's nothing wrong with praising her." An Lingrong said with a smile, but in her heart she was sighing that Zhan'er, a woman, was actually stronger than the palace guards. It was really incredible!

"Only the young lady would indulge her like this!" Lu Ying said in a reproachful tone, but she looked happy for Zhan'er.

Zhan'er grew up with her and was taught by the master together, but Zhan'er was born different from others. Although she had mastered kung fu, she was unable to go out on missions due to her immaturity. Also, she had always stuck to him since she was a child, so the master let Zhan'er stay with him to keep him company.

Before being sent by the Emperor, she had thought of thousands of possibilities, the most feared of which was that Zhan'er, whose simple nature could not be restrained by even a horse or an ox, would be reprimanded and beaten by his master. But now, after getting along with him, the master sometimes indulged Zhan'er more than she did, and she felt inexpressibly grateful in her heart.

*

"My lady, this main hall is really spacious. It's not much different from Jingren Palace." As soon as he entered the room, Baoque looked around and spoke.

An Lingrong glanced at her when she heard the voice. Baoque quickly covered her mouth and turned around to look behind her. Only Juqing was there, and she felt relieved.

"The greater the favor, the more eyes will be on us. Don't forget the saying 'better safe than sorry'." An Lingrong advised.

Bao Que heard this and said politely, "My lady, I know I was wrong. I will control my mouth in the future. I hope you will punish me."

"Get up. Why should you be punished on such a happy day? Just be more careful in the future. You two should give orders to the newly assigned servants and palace maids to only do some other work. Those people must be kept a close eye on. If there is anyone suspicious, find an excuse to send them away..." The three of them entered the inner hall, and An Lingrong whispered.

"Yes, young master." The two responded with serious expressions.

The layout of Chengqian Palace is indeed somewhat similar to that of Jingren Palace. The main hall is five rooms wide and is spacious and bright. An Lingrong looked at the layout inside. Although it cannot be said to be magnificent, it is really good.

"Does my lady like it? As soon as the decree came down, the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent a lot of good things as a tribute. Since my lady is not here, I will keep them. If my lady feels that there is something wrong with the arrangement, I will ask someone to change it." Juqing stepped forward and helped An Lingrong sit on the Luohan bed, and Xier brought in tea.

"I think they're all fine." An Lingrong nodded, took the teacup and took a sip of tea, saying with a smile.

"Juqing, ask someone to frame the calligraphy I brought here in a more elegant way and hang it in the study." An Lingrong spoke and Juqing nodded.

"This is a gift from the Emperor to our young master, Sister Juqing, the eunuch Liu from the Ministry of Internal Affairs is a great painter, you can go find him." Baoque reminded, and Juqing took it and nodded...

*

The auspicious time chosen by the Ministry of Internal Affairs was five days later. As the harem would be promoted to a higher position, the Ministry of Internal Affairs would need time to prepare. However, there were also advantages to promoting the title together. It only required one banquet for everyone to celebrate, which saved a lot of trouble.

However, where there is joy there are also worries. The concubines who were promoted were celebrating in the palace, but the servants in Zhongcui Palace were kneeling on the ground.

Huanbi, with her big belly, supported her lower back with one hand and held a wooden ruler with the other hand, and hit the servants in Zhongcui Palace one by one. Even Xia'er was not spared.

The harem was given a great honor, but she was pregnant but the emperor didn't even look at her favorably. How could she not feel resentful? !

When Huanbi thought of the Emperor helping Zhen Huan into the sedan chair, and of Noble Lady Fucha being surrounded by a crowd of people, she felt filled with hatred that she had no place to vent!

In this case, she could only take advantage of the situation to attack the servants in the palace, and ordered them not to shout. If anyone shouted, they would be sent to the Ministry of Punishment. Unexpectedly, these servants were really obedient and dared not shout. Only then did Huanbi feel relieved...

"I know some of you disdain to serve me! But now I am the master and you are the servants, so you should respect me! If you dare to reveal even a word about what happened today, watch out for your heads!" Huanbi said as she threw the teacup beside her. The servants kneeling below kept saying "I dare not..."

Huanbi raised her hand, and the servants quietly retreated. After leaving the palace, some of them hurriedly ran away, wiping their tears.

"Young lady, have some tea." Xia'er came forward with a new teacup. Huanbi looked up at her and she shuddered.

Xia Er had reported this to Concubine Hua and cried saying she wanted to go back, but Concubine Hua refused! She could only serve more carefully...

"Put it down, Xia'er, is it in pain?" Huanbi spoke, changed her expression, grabbed Xia'er's arm and looked at her wound.

"Thank you for your concern, my lady. I... I don't feel any pain..." Xia'er spoke in a low voice, enduring the pain, not daring to look at Huanbi.