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

"Why didn't you come in and tell me? I'll go take a look." An Lingrong said as she stood up, washed her hands, and then walked towards the study.

"Your Majesty, chrysanthemum tea." Su Peisheng spoke, and Xiao Xiazi brought the teacup to him. An Lingrong nodded, took it, and walked into the study with the cup of chrysanthemum tea.

"Your Majesty, please have some tea." An Lingrong approached and saw that the emperor was looking at a collection of poems on the desk with a frighteningly dark complexion. Although she was nervous, she still spoke.

"Rong'er, you're here." The emperor looked up when he heard the voice and stretched out his hand.

Seeing this, An Lingrong placed the teacup on the table beside her. As she walked over, the emperor held her hand.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?" An Lingrong raised her hand to stroke his frowning brows, and then said, "Your Majesty, I will not allow you to be unhappy."

"Rong'er, let me ask you, if there is someone who helped me get rid of a great disaster in the past, and now this person feels pity for those bad guys, and even starts to praise their great achievements in private, why do you think he would be like this? How should I treat him?" The emperor said, without looking at An Lingrong, but just gently stroking her hand.

An Lingrong knew that the emperor's move might not necessarily mean that he wanted to give him an answer, but she still spoke:

“Your Majesty, I am stupid to begin with, and I don’t understand the affairs of the previous dynasty. However, if there is such a servant in my palace, I will either find an opportunity to find out what she is thinking, or I will no longer use her.

If Your Majesty asks me if I have a better idea, I really don’t have one. My vision is based on the servants serving in the Chengqian Palace, and I can’t think of anything else.”

When An Lingrong answered, the emperor's brows relaxed a little, and An Lingrong was secretly relieved.

"Your Majesty, this is actually not a big deal. Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven. All thunder and rain are grace from the Emperor. No matter how Your Majesty deals with them, it is Your Majesty's gift to them. They all remember Your Majesty's kindness. With this consolation from your concubine, can Your Majesty worry less?"

An Lingrong stroked the emperor's brow again, and the emperor finally smiled.

"You're right." The emperor held An Lingrong's small hand, continued to caress it, and nodded slightly.

When An Lingrong saw that the emperor agreed, her heart finally settled down.

After experiencing a lifetime, she knew that the person the emperor was talking about was Zhen Yuandao. She made such a suggestion today. As long as the Zhen family did not continue to act recklessly on this matter, the whole family would not be exiled to Ningguta as in the previous lifetime. In this way, the favor of the Zhen family for taking her in could be completely repaid.

"Your Majesty, you have been dealing with government affairs for a while. Let me massage your shoulders." An Lingrong said as she walked behind the emperor and gently massaged his shoulders and neck.

"Rong'er." The emperor raised his hand and held An Lingrong's hand. An Lingrong thought the emperor was going to say something, but after waiting for two or three breaths, the emperor did not speak again.

"Your Majesty, Rong'er's strength is not enough." Seeing that he didn't speak, An Lingrong asked softly.

"No, let me go and take a look at your calligraphy. Are you done?" The emperor said as he turned to look at An Lingrong. He saw her smiling and nodding at him, and most of the annoyance in his heart disappeared.

"Let's go and take a look." The emperor said as he stood up and took An Lingrong to the east side hall.

As soon as he sat on the Luohan bed, the emperor picked up the calligraphy on the low table, looked at it and nodded, saying: "Rong'er's handwriting is getting better and better. I think it has its own style."

"Thank you very much, sir, for your compliment." An Lingrong said with a smile and bowed to the emperor.

When the emperor heard the word "Sir", his throat tightened slightly. He looked up at An Lingrong with a smile, but that smile made An Lingrong's face turn red in an instant.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Wan requested to see you. She said she had stewed snow pear and bird's nest this afternoon and is now waiting outside the palace."

Su Peisheng came in to report, and the emperor looked over when he heard his voice. An Lingrong saw that the smile on his face instantly faded.

"Let her in, and go get the poetry collection on my desk." The emperor gave the order, and Su Peisheng responded and walked out.

"Since Concubine Wan is here to accompany His Majesty, I will take my leave first." An Lingrong stood up and before she could salute, the emperor reached out and pulled her to sit down.

"Don't go. I'm waiting for you to call me 'sir' tonight. Wanpin just sent me some snow pear bird's nest. Eating some in winter is good for your health. You should try it too."

The emperor looked at An Lingrong with a smile on his face again. When their eyes met, the blush on An Lingrong's face that had just faded away instantly returned.

"Your Majesty!" An Lingrong was so angry that she turned around and ignored him.

"You wrote the character '之' very well. This character best represents the style of a great calligrapher. Your character has the charm of Mr. Zhao."

The emperor tapped the paper on the table. An Lingrong turned around and looked at the words with a smile on her face.

"Your Majesty, Concubine Wan is here." Su Peisheng came in to report, and Zhen Huan's figure flashed in from behind.

"Your Majesty, may you be healthy and well. Your Majesty, may you be healthy and well." Zhen Huan bowed as soon as she came in, being very polite.

"Stand up and take a seat." The emperor raised his hand, and Xiao Xiazi went to move a soft stool over.

"I stewed some snow pear and bird's nest. Your Majesty and Empress Chen should have some as well." Zhen Huan sat down and spoke. Jin Xi then put the food box on the table beside her, took out a pot of stew from it, and served it in two small bowls.

"You can try it too. Wanpin's kitchen is very good at stewing bird's nest." The emperor spoke, and An Lingrong did not refuse and took a sip.

"It's really good." An Lingrong said, and handed the bowl to Juqing.

"Are His Majesty and Empress Chen reading the post?" Zhen Huan asked with a smile when she saw the written paper on the table.

"I wrote it for fun." An Lingrong replied with a smile, but Zhen Huan stood up and looked.

"Empress Chen wrote it so well." Zhen Huan complimented with a smile, but An Lingrong looked at the emperor.

"What Wanpin said is right, you have made great progress. I said that you have learned a lot, but you still don't believe it..." The emperor smiled and An Lingrong tried hard to force a shy smile.

"Your Majesty, this is the book you wanted." Su Peisheng walked in at this time and presented the collection of poems to the emperor.

"Princess Wan, please take a look at this collection of poems." The emperor waved his hand, and Su Peisheng handed the collection of poems to Zhen Huan again, and Zhen Huan took it.

An Lingrong, who was sitting on the Luohan bed, also saw the name of the poetry collection clearly. It was written "Guxiangting Poetry Collection".

"What do you think of this poem?" The emperor said, and then took a few bites of the pear bird's nest in his hand before handing the bowl to An Lingrong. An Lingrong took it and gave it to Juqing beside her.

Zhen Huan flipped through a few pages, reading quite seriously. After a few breaths, she looked up and said with a smile, "May I ask where did Your Majesty get this collection of poems from?"