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

In the evening, An Lingrong received the bird's nest and donkey-hide gelatin sent by Noble Lady Fucha.

An Lingrong looked at the gift box in Sang'er's hand with a very grateful expression on her face. She knew in her heart that this was an olive branch thrown by Noble Lady Fucha in an attempt to win her over.

Since her rebirth, An Lingrong has been planning for the future every day. What she needs most now is a backer, a backer with a good family background. She once thought of standing on Shen Meiyu's side.

Shen Meizhuang is a woman of deep loyalty and righteousness, but because of this, An Lingrong knows that even if she tries her best, she may not be able to shake the sisterly relationship between her and Zhen Huan, and in this life, she does not want to have anything to do with Zhen Huan.

Therefore, Noble Lady Fucha, who lives in the Yanx Palace, has become the one that An Lingrong wants to cling to. The Fucha family is a big family, and although her temperament is a little delicate and artificial, she is not an evil person like Xia Dongchun who is bad at heart.

The most important point is that she will not treat me sincerely, which is the best. When there is benefit, we are tied together, and when there is trouble, we can abandon each other without mercy, without consideration or mercy...

"Miss Sang'er, please take a seat. Thank you, Sister Fucha, for your concern. I am not fully recovered yet and I am afraid that I may have passed on my illness to you. Miss Sang'er, thank you, Sister Fucha, for me."

An Lingrong lowered her posture and spoke with a smile, and gave Baojuan a wink, and Baojuan took the gift box handed to her by Sang'er.

"My Lady An, you are too polite. Our lady said that you should take good care of yourself. If there is any shortage in the future, just send someone to the Yanxi Palace to let us know. Don't worry about the trouble." Sang'er bowed and said with a smile.

"Then Lingrong would like to thank Sister Fucha in advance." An Lingrong did not refuse and spoke.

"The gift has been delivered. Sang'er will not disturb Miss An's rest." Sang'er said as he left.

"Miss Sang'er, please stay. I made some lily incense the other day, which has the effect of refreshing the mind and relieving fatigue. Please help me pass on the message. When Lingrong recovers, I will go to thank Sister Fucha in person."

An Lingrong called Sang'er to stop her. She fell ill just after entering the palace, and had no favors and no rewards, so she was naturally not rich. But since she was willing to accept the olive branch, she could not let Sang'er go back empty-handed, so she had to let Sang'er take back the lily scent she had just mixed a few days ago.

"I would like to thank my lady An for the lily perfume." Although Sang'er looked down on it, the rules of the Fucha family were engraved in their bones since childhood. There was no strangeness on Sang'er's face. She took the small box handed to her by Juqing, thanked her, and then left Ledao Hall.

After this incident, An Lingrong felt even more that she was short of money, so she started to make some embroidery with Juqing and Baojuan, and asked Baojuan to ask someone to take them out and exchange them for some silver.

In the days that followed, An Lingrong and Noble Lady Fucha got along with each other like this, perhaps out of selfishness or loneliness.

Noble Lady Fucha would give An Lingrong some small favors from time to time to win her heart, and An Lingrong would give her some spices that she had made herself. As time went by, it seemed that they actually had some sisterly affection on their faces.

Ten days later, An Lingrong was in good health. Coincidentally, Shen Meizhuang came to Ledaotang the day before. Seeing that An Lingrong had recovered, she invited An Lingrong to pay respects to Jingren Palace together the next day.

An Lingrong had planned to go to the Yanx Palace to pay her respects to Noble Lady Fucha after dinner, but Noble Lady Fucha was invited to the Yikun Palace by Concubine Hua early that day and did not return until the end of the Xu hour.

It was too late. When Noble Lady Fucha returned to the palace, An Lingrong had already gone to bed, so she thought of visiting her again the next day.

The next day, An Lingrong was called by Baojuan early to wash and dress up. An Lingrong instructed Baojuan to put on makeup. After a lifetime, she naturally understood the emperor's aesthetic preferences. Even her voice was determined during her thinking that night.

Isn't there Wan Wan Lei Qing? Her singing voice in her previous life was personally trained by the Queen to imitate the voice of Queen Chun Yuan. She had a high understanding of voices. After thinking about it the night she came back, she changed her voice to be 70% similar to Queen Chun Yuan's. Now no one can hear anything unusual.

Shen Meizhuang had an appointment with An Lingrong yesterday, and today she actually came to Yanxi Palace to wait for An Lingrong to go to Jingren Palace to pay respects together. When she was leaving, she happened to meet Noble Lady Fucha, who glared at An Lingrong and left first...

Jingren Palace.

As soon as Shen Meizhuang and An Lingrong entered the main hall of Jingren Palace, they knelt down and bowed to the high-ranking concubines who had arrived one by one.

"After An recovered from her illness, she became even more beautiful." Lipin spoke before the two of them sat down, and then she looked her up and down with ill intent.

An Lingrong was also surprised by Lipin's words. Her appearance was not particularly outstanding among everyone, and Lipin's appearance was not inferior to that of Concubine Hua. Even if she dressed up according to the emperor's preferences today, she would not be eye-catching in this harem full of beautiful flowers. Why did Lipin say such words?

"Thank you, Empress Lipin, for your compliment." An Lingrong smiled slightly, bowed slightly to Empress Lipin, then sat back in her seat and said nothing more. Although she still agreed, she really didn't want to compliment this person.

Lipin glanced at An Lingrong's expression and saw that she was no longer as timid as before, but also not disrespectful. Feeling bored, she ignored her and just admired the armor on her hand inlaid with emeralds.

"Lingrong looks really good today." Shen Meizhuang knew that An Lingrong was cautious, so she raised her hand and held An Lingrong's hand, speaking softly, trying to comfort her.

"Sister Mei, I'm fine." An Lingrong smiled. She is no longer the An Lingrong she once was! She has been a concubine before, so how could she be afraid? !

Thinking about Lipin's bewilderment, An Lingrong secretly looked at her own attire. She was wearing a plain blue brocade dress today, on which were embroidered a few blue and silver butterflies that she had embroidered the day before when she was free.

Having just recovered from a serious illness, she did not take care to dress up. She only put on light makeup and did not even bring a complete set of headwear. She only wore a few jade hairpins that the empress dowager had awarded to each palace. She could barely be considered pretty. I wonder why Concubine Li was like this.

What An Lingrong didn't know was that, although this outfit was not outstanding, because she had held a high position in her previous life, she had her own aura. She was no longer as timid as before, but had a neither humble nor arrogant demeanor. This calm look would make people unconsciously look up at her.

In addition to her calm answer just now and the way she was sitting upright now, not to mention the other concubines sitting there, even Shen Meizhuang beside her couldn't help but look at her twice.

"Empress Hua has arrived!" The eunuch's voice came from the door, and everyone in the hall hurriedly stood up to wait.

"Long live the Empress Hua." When Empress Hua entered the inner hall, everyone knelt down and saluted in unison.

Hua Fei did not stop when she heard the voice. She just walked to her seat and sat down. Then she raised her eyelids and said lazily, "Everyone, get up."

"Thank you, Empress Hua~" everyone said this before they stood up and sat down.

"The Queen has arrived!" Before she even sat up straight, Jiang Fuhai's voice was heard again, followed by a group of palace maids accompanying the Queen with a peony in her hair and walking out from behind.

"Long live the Queen." The concubines stood up again and bowed deeply. Only Concubine Hua bowed slightly. The Queen sat on her throne and glanced at Concubine Hua, without showing any abnormality on her face.