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

"Really? How can we miss such a beautiful scenery? It's still early, why don't we all go and take a look." The emperor became interested after hearing this and spoke with a smile.

"Let's go to the Plum Garden~!" Su Peisheng shouted loudly, but the emperor stopped and looked at An Lingrong and said:

"The roads are slippery in the snow, and the Concubine Chen is pregnant. Su Peisheng, please bring the warm sedan chair to the Concubine Chen."

"I thank the emperor for his consideration." An Lingrong stood up and knelt in salute.

She originally wanted to refuse to watch it, as she had seen this play before. But when she looked up and saw Prince Guo also looking forward to it, she became interested again.

Leaning on the plum garden.

Sure enough, as soon as everyone arrived at the Plum Garden, before they could even enjoy the flowers, they heard Zhen Huan's voice:

"I, Zhen, am a believer without talent or virtue, and am not qualified to take care of the royal heir and serve the king. I feel guilty and ashamed, and I cannot face the emperor. I sincerely pray that the emperor can be blessed by heaven, safe and happy, and live a long and blessed life. If you get what you wish for, I am willing to be a vegetarian for the rest of my life, worship Buddha with a pure heart, and never accept favor again."

"Princess Wan? Why are you here?" Everyone stood behind the emperor, and the emperor did not speak until Zhen Huan made her wish.

"I am immoral and not fit to meet you in person." Zhen Huan spoke but did not stand up, still kneeling in the snow.

The emperor took two steps forward and said, "Princess Wan, it's so cold, why are you kneeling in the snow? Be careful not to hurt yourself."

"Your Majesty, please don't come over. My shoes and socks are wet..."

Zhen Huan still didn't get up. An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan from behind and thought, kneeling in the snow like this, isn't it really cold? There are so many ways to regain favor, but she chose a way that hurts herself so much. I don't know if she is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid...

"You've said something like this before." Upon hearing this, the emperor's heart skipped a beat and he took two steps forward.

"Why didn't Wanpin go to Baohua Hall to pray? Why did she kneel in front of the plum blossoms? Could it be that there is a plum fairy in this plum garden?"

Before Zhen Huan could say anything, Concubine Hua suddenly spoke, and there was even a hint of anger in her tone.

If you want to enjoy the plum blossoms, just pick more plum branches and bring them with you. Why bother coming out to suffer this in such a cold day? It's so cold, and there's this broken hand warmer, why isn't it as warm as before!

After saying this, Concubine Hua glared at Concubine Duan again. Seeing this scene, how could she not understand that it was the bitch Concubine Duan who let Zhen Huan regain her favor so that they could deal with her together!

"I only want to pray for His Majesty, and I think as long as I'm sincere, I can go anywhere. I hope Your Majesty won't blame me." Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan's body stiffened at first, but she reacted and spoke quickly.

"Princess Wan, please get up." The emperor took two steps forward and stood beside Zhen Huan.

Zhen Huan knew that it was not only the Emperor who came today, especially Concubine Hua was also there. She was afraid that something unexpected would happen, so she looked up and stood up when she heard the voice.

But when she turned around, the corners of her clothes fluttered like a butterfly spreading its wings, and then countless butterflies danced around Zhen Huan. Zhen Huan stood among them, really like a butterfly fairy.

"Where do these butterflies come from?" The emperor looked at the beauty in front of him. There were butterflies dancing around her. She looked like she was not wearing any makeup, but even with her bare face, she still attracted butterflies.

"I don't know either." Zhen Huan spoke, lowering her head shyly.

"Vulpine magic." Fu Cha, who was standing next to An Lingrong, said the same words as in the previous life. An Lingrong turned around and Fu Cha was startled and said:

"What are you looking at me for? In the middle of winter, with ice and snow everywhere, how can there be butterflies if it's not witchcraft?"

"You're right." An Lingrong wanted to laugh but held it back. There was nowhere to look, so she looked at Prince Guo in front of her.

Prince Guo was indeed stunned. An Lingrong turned her gaze to Zhen Huan and the Emperor, feeling puzzled. Prince Guo was not jealous at all. Wasn't he sad?

The butterflies were still dancing in the sky, and everyone was stunned. However, An Lingrong lowered her head and said, "Amitabha, what a sin, what a sin. In such a cold day, I'm afraid these butterflies will not survive."

Shen Meizhuang, who was standing by, heard the sound and looked towards the butterflies. Sure enough, some butterflies had already landed on the ground in the distance...

Seeing this, Shen Meizhuang closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and silently chanted, "Amitabha..."

Afterwards, Zhen Huan followed the group back to Yuqing Hall to continue the palace banquet. In the hall, music and dance continued, but the emperor looked at Zhen Huan from time to time...

"Wanpin is truly amazing. With just one trick, she has bewitched the Emperor again." Fu Cha leaned over and whispered to An Lingrong, pouting.

"As long as she has that face, the emperor will definitely take her into consideration." An Lingrong didn't care. After saying that, she said to Juqing, "Give Concubine Rui a bowl of Tremella soup."

After saying that, he looked at Fu Cha again and said, "Sister, try it. This Tremella soup is very delicious."

"You are the only one who can think open-mindedly. Look at Concubine Hua's face, it's turned green..." Fu Cha looked up and saw Concubine Hua with a livid face, and spoke with a smile on his face.

After saying that, she took the Tremella soup offered by Juqing and started eating happily.

An Lingrong looked at her and thought to herself: Fu Cha is really the easiest to coax...

Shen Meizhuang was very upset while eating. Such a big matter had not been revealed to her at all even though Zhen Huan had asked Concubine Duan to do so.

Is she really going to distance herself from me? I remember that I used to be so devoted to her, but now because of Chun Er's incident, is she really going to stop associating with me? ...

Shen Meizhuang drank one cup after another in silence, and Caiyue beside her could not persuade her to stop...

After the dinner, the concubines returned to the palace one after another. Shen Meizhuang was obviously drunk, so Caiyue and Caixing each supported her as they walked out.

"What's wrong with Sister Mei?" An Lingrong took two steps forward and asked Caiyue who was standing beside her.

"The young lady drank a few too many cups today." Caiyue spoke in a low voice and picked up Shen Meizhuang again.

"Lingrong, I'm not drunk. I'm very sober. I've never been so sober before." Shen Meizhuang looked up and saw that it was An Lingrong, so she stepped forward and held her hand.

"Okay, okay, you are not drunk. Xiao Zhongzi, go and bring my warm sedan. You have drunk so much. If you are supported back like this, you will catch a cold." An Lingrong spoke and also supported Shen Meizhuang.

Xiao Zhongzi responded and went down to warm the sedan chair. Caiyue looked at An Lingrong gratefully and said, "Thank you, Empress Chen." An Lingrong waved her hand.

Caiyue and Caixing helped Shen Meiyu onto the warm sedan chair, and asked Caixing to go to the Imperial Hospital to ask Doctor Wen to prescribe some sobering medicine. She then thanked An Lingrong before leaving in the warm sedan chair.

"Su Peisheng, go and fetch my warm sedan chair to take Concubine Chen back to Chengqian Palace."

At some point, the emperor came over from behind. When An Lingrong turned around, the emperor had already walked up to her and took An Lingrong's hand.

"Your hands are not that cold yet. There is a warm stove in my warm sedan chair. You are in poor health now, so be careful not to catch a cold."

The emperor looked at An Lingrong with an admiring smile on his face. He watched the whole process from behind and the woman in front of him was truly sincere to everyone.

"What about the Emperor?" An Lingrong asked with concern, but the Emperor smiled and said, "Don't worry, Rong'er, I'm fine!"