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

"What's wrong? You don't like it?" As soon as the emperor finished speaking, An Lingrong hugged the emperor's waist and said, "Your Majesty, Rong'er has done nothing to deserve your love."

"If you love and respect me, I will naturally love and respect you." The emperor stroked An Lingrong's hair, his voice soft and doting.

"That's different."

"What's the difference?"

"It's just different..."

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The two of them were like two little children, talking to each other, or like a boy and a girl who just got to know each other's feelings...

Living a new life, how could An Lingrong not know what the emperor wanted most? Not only the emperor, but who in this Forbidden City doesn't want a true love?

Especially the one in front of me, who is the most heartless and wants sincerity the most...

Since you want it, I will give it to you. Since it is something that can be given, it can be taken back. Moreover, sometimes, fake sincerity is more real than the real one...

Sweet love will not last forever. Finally, news came from Nian Gengyao's side that he was moving his troops back to the capital. As expected, Concubine Hua regained her favor and even returned to the list of the most favored concubines.

"As expected, the emperor is still the same emperor, cold and selfish." An Lingrong sat under the magnolia tree in the yard, watching Zhou'er tending to the flowers and plants, and a cold smile rose in her thoughts.

"What are you thinking about?" Noble Lady Fucha came to Chengqian Palace at some point and waved a silk handkerchief in front of An Lingrong's eyes.

"Why are you here, sister?" An Lingrong came back to her senses and invited her into the hall with a smile.

"Of course I came to see if you were crying." Noble Lady Fucha joked with a smile.

"What did your sister say?" An Lingrong pretended to be angry, and Baoque brought her new tea.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. I know you're unhappy that Concubine Hua has regained her favor, so I brought Sang'er with me and asked her to make you shrimp with lotus flavor." After saying this, Noble Lady Fucha took a sip of tea and said, "Good tea."

"Then I have to thank Miss Sang'er." An Lingrong said with a smile. Sang'er bowed and went to the small kitchen with Baoque.

"It's only a matter of time before Concubine Hua regains the emperor's favor. Not to mention the old friendship between the emperor and Concubine Hua, didn't your sister also say that as long as Nian Gengyao exists in the previous dynasty, Concubine Hua will never fall." An Lingrong said as she took a sip of tea.

"That's right. Because of Nian Gengyao, the Peony Scroll incident broke out. Everyone with a discerning eye knows who was behind Concubine Li's orders. The Emperor dotes on you so much, yet he didn't even take away her right to assist in managing the six palaces."

When Noble Lady Fucha said this, she moved closer to An Lingrong and said in a low voice, "It seems that if we want to bring Concubine Hua down, we have to wait until Nian Gengyao loses power."

"What do you mean, sister?" An Lingrong knew that the Nian family would have that day, but how could Noble Lady Fucha know about it.

"It's nothing, but my father always said that once a person becomes so arrogant that he forgets who he is, he is not far from falling from the clouds." Noble Lady Fucha said softly, and continued to drink tea with a smile.

"What do you mean, sister?" An Lingrong asked. Noble Lady Fucha came closer and said, "Just wait and see. It's only a matter of time..."

The Emperor summoned Concubine Hua for several days in a row, and she became visibly pleased with herself. Every time she went to Jingren Palace to pay her respects, she would make some sarcastic remarks to An Lingrong.

An Lingrong usually endured it and didn't argue with her. After a few times, Hua Fei felt like she was punching cotton and found it boring. She no longer paid any attention to her and focused all her attention on the emperor. Relying on the emperor's favor, she didn't come to Jingren Palace to pay her respects seven times out of ten.

March has passed, the days are getting warmer, the garden is already full of greenery, Concubine Hua is the favorite, and the other concubines have nothing to do, so the imperial gardens have started to hold banquets of all sizes. Today you invite her, tomorrow she organizes a party, and it's quite pleasant to have your own fun.

Since moving into Chengqian Palace, An Lingrong has not had time to hold a housewarming party, so she took the opportunity to invite Noble Lady Fucha, Shen Meizhuang, Xin Changzai and Chun Changzai to hold a housewarming banquet in Chengqian Palace, hoping to have some fun together.

After hearing the news, the emperor gave Concubine Hua enough face. He brought Concubine Hua to Chengqian Palace, gave her a gift for the housewarming, and drank two cups before leaving.

After the banquet, An Lingrong sent the guests back to their respective palaces. Noble Lady Fucha, who had drunk too much, stayed in Zhenshunzhai to take a nap and did not wake up until the evening.

"Awake? If you're still not awake, I would have called the imperial physician. You drank so much and I gave you two bowls of sobering soup, but you're still sleeping until this hour. There's no need for me to worry and watch over you." An Lingrong put down the travel notes in her hand, got off the Luohan bed, and went to help Noble Lady Fucha.

"I'm sorry you're worried about me. I am happy and accidentally drank two more cups. Now that you have been conferred a noble title, you are on an equal footing with me. I'm happy." Noblewoman Fucha took the water brought by Sang'er, rinsed her mouth, and the bitterness in her mouth instantly cleared up a lot.

"Look at what you are saying. Are you happy for me, or are you unhappy that I have been promoted to the same position as you?" An Lingrong handed her a silk handkerchief. Noble Lady Fucha took it and gently pressed the corner of her mouth, saying:

"You know what I mean. It's true that I'm happy for you, but it's also true that I'm a little jealous of you," he said, pulling An Lingrong's hand.

"You have been promoted twice, but I am still like this. What kind of woman do you think the emperor likes?

If it comes to beauty, even Concubine Li is not as favored as you. If it comes to talent, there is still Shen Meizhuang ahead of you. What did you do to capture the heart of the emperor..." Noble Lady Fucha joked with a smile.

"My sister is always teasing me." An Lingrong replied with a sweet smile, and Noble Lady Fucha also shook her head.

She knew how An Lingrong could be so favored by the emperor. Just look at herself and she would know. She looked down on her at the beginning. Now that they no longer lived in the same palace, she would think of inviting her to talk every now and then.

Gentleness and intelligence are not her strengths. The most rare thing is her sincerity, which is not supposed to exist in the Forbidden City.

But what Noble Lady Fucha didn't know was that this sincerity could also be faked...

"Well, I'm not kidding you. We have been in the palace for so long, how come there is no good news? Do you think it is because our emperor is not good enough?" Noble Lady Fucha whispered the last sentence in An Lingrong's ear in a low voice.

"Sister, don't say such things." An Lingrong quickly covered Noble Lady Fucha's mouth and looked outside.

Since moving into Chengqian Palace, the Ministry of Internal Affairs has assigned a lot of palace maids and servants. Walls have ears, and who knows how many of those people are planted.

"I'm just telling you." Noble Lady Fucha pulled An Lingrong away and muttered softly.

"Don't worry, sister. If there is good news, you will definitely be the first in the palace." An Lingrong looked at her with a faint smile, with a confident look on her face.

"You are just sweet-talker." Noble Lady Fucha suddenly became shy and her face turned red.

"My mouth is the most effective. Sister, do you want a little princess or a little prince?" An Lingrong continued to joke.

"If I can choose, of course the prince is the best. It is said that a mother is honored by her son, so naturally a son has more to rely on." Noble Lady Fucha smiled coquettishly.