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

In the days that followed, under the guidance of Concubine Duan, Zhen Huan began to dress more and more like Chun Yuan, and even her daily speech became softer than before. The Emperor did not show any displeasure, which meant that Concubine Duan and Zhen Huan had made the right move.

Finally, after the emperor went to Zhongcui Palace once, he began to summon Zhen Huan frequently. For a time, the number of times she served the emperor became the highest in the harem.

After the beginning of the new year, the matter of dealing with Nian Gengyao's followers was brought to the front of the court again. The emperor's approach was still to rather kill the innocent than let them go. For a while, the court was in a panic again...

After February 2, An Lingrong was already three months pregnant. After the fetus became stable, she was often summoned by the emperor to the Yangxin Palace to serve him.

There was no other reason. In the past two years, the emperor had become accustomed to having An Lingrong by his side when he was doing things. He no longer needed her to grind ink and serve tea. He would just look up and see her sitting there, reading miscellaneous books or copying calligraphy to pass the time, and the emperor would feel at ease.

Occasionally, Zhen Huan would accompany him in the Palace of Tranquil Longevity. She boasted that she was more talented than An Lingrong, and whenever the emperor said something, she would discuss it with him.

Occasionally, when she was praised by the Emperor, Zhen Huan would first look at An Lingrong's reaction. However, An Lingrong didn't care about it and sometimes she didn't even raise her head...

In fact, in An Lingrong's opinion, some of the questions asked by the emperor were things that they should avoid talking about in the harem. Even if they had to answer, they could not give any substantive opinions. A few perfunctory words were the limit...

As for Zhen Huan, I don’t know if she wanted to show off or was dazzled by the emperor’s praise, she actually dared to say anything.

Just like a few days ago, Zhen Huan dared to ask the emperor for mercy and confer a title on the son of the Tenth Prince Yun?. At that time, An Lingrong had only four words in her mind: Zhen Huan is crazy...

But from these words, I finally understood that the reason why Zhen Huan was despised in her previous life was definitely not as simple as she mistakenly wore Chun Yuan's old clothes.

The person in front of him is the emperor, and he is also an extremely suspicious emperor, not to mention those who are related to the "succession to the throne", which is a taboo for the emperor...

The emperor also asked An Lingrong for her opinion, but An Lingrong looked confused and said that she was too focused on writing and didn't hear what the emperor was asking...

The emperor thought it was normal for her to not want to use her brain since she was pregnant, so he waved his hand at her, looked at her belly and said, "It's okay, just continue to practice your calligraphy. If you're hungry, call Xiao Xiazi..."

An Lingrong was as if she had been pardoned. God knows how many words she had mispronounced during their conversation just now...

That day, the Emperor had finished discussing matters with his ministers from the previous dynasty, and it was already approaching evening when Xiao Xiazi came and reported that the Emperor wanted An Lingrong to go to the Yangxin Palace.

"Eunuch Xia, do you know what the emperor wants?" An Lingrong asked as they walked.

"I don't know, but Concubine Wan was waiting in the Yangxin Palace before the emperor held a meeting. However, I overheard at the door and they seemed to be talking about some poetry collection. Don't worry, Your Majesty. When the emperor asked me to come, he didn't look angry." Xiao Xiazi said with a smile, and An Lingrong nodded and felt relieved.

When they arrived in front of the sedan chair, Xiao Xiazi hurriedly opened the curtain, An Lingrong sat in, and came to the Yangxin Palace.

"May the emperor be healthy and well." When An Lingrong entered the palace, she felt the air pressure in the palace was a little low. She walked up to the emperor and bowed. The emperor raised his hand and helped An Lingrong up.

"Long live the Empress Chen." Zhen Huan bowed to An Lingrong, who nodded and raised her hand, then sat down on the Luohan bed opposite the Emperor. Zhen Huan also stood up and sat below An Lingrong.

"Rong'er, take a look at this collection of poems. How is it?" The emperor said as he pushed the collection of poems on the low table towards An Lingrong.

"Which poem is the emperor talking about? Isn't Concubine Wan the one who knows the most about poetry? The emperor asked me to come here, but the two of them got angry while talking about poetry, so he asked me to be the judge?" An Lingrong joked with a smile, and the emperor finally smiled.

"You are right. Take a look at these poems first." The emperor's voice softened at this time and he looked at An Lingrong.

"Your Majesty knows that I am the dumbest when it comes to poetry. You and Concubine Wan can't do it well, so I am even worse..." Although An Lingrong said this, she still took the collection of poems and read it carefully.

When An Lingrong saw the three words "Wang Jingqi", she roughly knew the reason.

In her previous life, she had heard that Wang Jingqi admired Nian Gengyao very much and had written many poems praising him. Judging from the current situation, the emperor and Zhen Huan must have discussed this matter, but she didn't know what Zhen Huan said.

"Is this Wang Jingqi a great poet? In my opinion, his words are nothing but exaggerations, without any wonderful phrases. Why do the Emperor and Concubine Wan want to discuss his poems?" An Lingrong flipped through a few more pages and put the collection of poems down.

"This Wang Jingqi wrote poems praising Nian Gengyao's great achievements. I have already beheaded him in public." The emperor spoke, but An Lingrong pushed the collection of poems in her hand away again.

"Then the emperor asked me to read his poems. Isn't he afraid of scaring me?" An Lingrong said coquettishly and touched her heart and belly.

"It's my fault. I always forgot that you are pregnant now." The emperor said as he pulled An Lingrong's hand and asked her to sit next to him.

"Your Majesty only said an ordinary remark. It is just that I am timid." An Lingrong shook her head and spoke with a faint smile on her face.

"Forget it. I summoned you here because Concubine Wan felt that my actions would scare innocent people, so I wanted to ask you what you think about it." The emperor continued to hold An Lingrong's hand, his eyes dark and unclear.

An Lingrong was even more speechless after hearing this. It was just such a small matter, and he specifically told her about it just to ask her what she thought?

You can watch it horizontally or vertically, or watch it from behind the covers. People have already been beheaded for public display. Do you want to go to Caishikou to watch it?! …

"Nian Gengyao committed treason first and then plotted rebellion, so his actions should be punished accordingly. As for what Wanpin said about scaring innocent people, that's because Wanpin is kind-hearted. But if not, it would not have the effect of setting an example..." An Lingrong took a breath, looked at the emperor, and saw a smile on his face.

An Lingrong once suspected that this dog emperor didn't want to know what she thought, but that he couldn't argue with Zhen Huan and wanted her to support him...

"Rong'er is right. What I want is to set an example and make an example for others. I wonder who else would dare to do such a treasonous thing."

The emperor nodded, and the smile in his eyes became even stronger when he looked at An Lingrong. An Lingrong thought to herself: As expected...