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

Chapter 330 Finale

On August 23, the emperor passed away and the whole country was in grief.

After the seventh day, the new emperor Hongli ascended the throne and named his reign Qianlong, which means "Heavenly Way Qianlong".

When the new emperor ascended the throne, he named An Lingrong the Holy Mother Empress Dowager and lived in Yongshou Palace.

Niuhulu Bihuai was granted the title of first-class duke and appointed as the second-rank ceremonial officer. His eldest son Niuhulu Fuwen was granted the title of minister of the rank of Sanzhi and concurrently the title of Zuoling. His wife was granted the title of the second-rank imperial consort.

In the second year after the new emperor ascended the throne, he issued an edict to adopt Hongzhou and Lingxi into the lineage of Prince Guo, and Ye Lanyi followed them out of the palace to take care of them.

After a few days, Shen Meizhuang arrived at Yongshou Palace.

"Hello, Empress Dowager." Shen Meizhuang bowed, and An Lingrong raised her hand and asked her to stand up.

"Why don't you see Nianchu?" An Lingrong asked. Shen Meizhuang said, "She was clamoring to come over to pay her respects to you, but she fell asleep halfway through the journey. I asked Caiyue to take her back."

An Lingrong nodded, and Shen Meizhuang looked at An Lingrong.

"But have you thought it over?" An Lingrong asked, and Shen Meizhuang nodded.

"Now that you've made up your mind, let's do it." An Lingrong had a faint smile on her face, and Shen Meizhuang held An Lingrong's hand.

"Empress Dowager, let me call you Lingrong again. Lingrong, when I think back these days, I realize that if it weren't for you, I wouldn't be alive today." Shen Meizhuang looked at An Lingrong with tears in her eyes.

"We are sisters, why are you saying these things?" An Lingrong patted Shen Meizhuang's hand, and Shen Meizhuang nodded while crying.

"After I leave, I'm afraid we will never see each other again." Shen Meizhuang said with sobs, and An Lingrong shook her head.

"If it's not convenient for you to come, I can go see you. Now in the harem, isn't it me who has the final say?" An Lingrong consoled with a smile, and Shen Meizhuang burst into laughter.

After this day, Shen Meizhuang became seriously ill, and Nian Chu was also infected. She "died of illness" in Shoukang Palace more than a month later. The emperor ordered that she be buried in the imperial mausoleum with the rites for a concubine.

Not long after, the Wen family, a family of imperial physicians in Beijing, married the daughter of a family named Shen in Beijing. The wedding was not a grand ceremony...

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"Empress Dowager, we can't bear to leave you." Juqing and Meng Zhaoxing knelt in front of An Lingrong, their faces covered with tears.

"I've already delayed you. If you don't get married, Doctor Meng won't agree." An Lingrong smiled and stretched out her hand. Ju Qing knelt down and came forward to hold An Lingrong's hand.

"Your Majesty, I can't bear to leave." Ju Qing continued to sob, and An Lingrong smiled and nodded.

"I can't bear to leave you either. You must come and accompany me often in the future." An Lingrong spoke, and Juqing nodded vigorously.

September 16th was a good day. An Lingrong issued an edict to grant Juqing and Meng Zhaoxing a marriage, and the dowry was so large that it was jaw-dropping.

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"This is the peony roll that Wangshu bought for me from outside the palace. Please try it." Fu Cha took out a box of snacks from the food box and pushed it to An Lingrong.

"Eat less sweets. Look at your new clothes. They look tight again..." An Lingrong glanced at Fu Cha with a helpless look on her face.

"When the late emperor was alive, you had to take good care of yourself. Now that the late emperor is gone, who cares!" Fu Cha spoke, picked up a piece and stuffed it into An Lingrong's mouth.

"Why are you getting younger and younger?" An Lingrong shook her head, took a bite, and her eyes lit up. This peony roll is really good...

"When have I ever lied to you..."

"..."

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The new emperor was filial and knew that the empress dowager liked to read travelogues and even more liked to go out for fun, so whenever he went out of the palace for a tour, he would take the empress dowager with him.

During his reign, he made six southern tours, five eastern tours, and sixty-eight visits to Chengde, and he always took An Lingrong with him.

Summer, the 42nd year of Qianlong's reign.

An Lingrong sat on a rattan chair in the Changchun Pavilion of Yuanmingyuan, looking at the yellowed letter in her hand, listening to the birds singing, and feeling the gentle breeze...

In a trance, she saw a handsome man walking towards her...

The man had broad shoulders and a narrow waist. When she got closer, she could see his appearance clearly. He had sharp eyebrows, bright eyes, and a high nose bridge. He walked towards her with a smile and said to her, "You are Miss An from the An Mansion. Are you willing to wait for me to come back and ask for your hand in marriage?"

An Lingrong smiled and nodded. The sun shone over her, casting a layer of golden light on her face...

In the 42nd year of Qianlong's reign, An Lingrong died of illness in Changchun Xianguan in Yuanmingyuan at the age of 86.