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

"Your Majesty, I pay my respects to you. May your Majesty be blessed with good health." When An Lingrong entered the room, she saw the emperor busy with official business at the table. She didn't want to disturb him, but she bowed quietly anyway.

"You're here? Get up quickly and come to me." The emperor raised his head and looked at An Lingrong with a faint smile.

"Have I disturbed the emperor?" An Lingrong stood up and walked closer, taking the hand that the emperor extended.

"No, you've come at the right time. Continue grinding the ink." The emperor embraced An Lingrong's slender waist and smelled a faint fragrance.

An Lingrong agreed, washed her hands, and stood aside to grind ink.

"What kind of incense is Rong'er using?" the emperor asked while reviewing memorials.

"Your Majesty, do you think the smell is a bit strong?" An Lingrong said as she moved away.

"Of course it smells very good. My Rong'er is the most fragrant." The emperor looked up at An Lingrong and stretched out his hand again.

"Your Majesty, please stop making trouble." An Lingrong blushed and did not step forward.

"I really like your shy look!" The emperor thought of An Lingrong's boldness and unrestrainedness when they were making love in bed, and compared it with her cautious and shyness during the day, and his heart couldn't help but beat fast.

"The Emperor is the worst! Rong'er will ignore you!" An Lingrong said coquettishly, put down the ink stick in her hand, sat down on the Luohan bed next to her, took out the poems she brought and started reading.

“Hahaha…” The emperor laughed a few times, and when he saw An Lingrong was really reading a book, he stood up and walked over.

"What book are you reading? You don't even care about me." The emperor spoke and walked behind An Lingrong.

"I'm looking for words and phrases about fragrance. Does Your Majesty have any good sentences to describe fragrance?" An Lingrong stopped flipping through the books and turned to look at the emperor.

"'The fragrance warms my dreams and the embroidered quilt is heavy. When I wake up, I am afraid of the morning bell.' Rong'er's fragrance is like this. Whenever I smell it, I don't want to get up in the morning to attend court." The emperor sat down, put his arm around An Lingrong and sat her on his lap. He smelled An Lingrong's neck and said.

"Your Majesty! I am speaking seriously to you! You always make fun of me!" An Lingrong pushed the emperor, her face flushed.

"Okay, okay, let's talk business." The emperor spoke, but did not let go. He freed one hand to pick up the poem on the table, then put it aside and said:

"Song Dynasty, Zhou Lang said of his love for lotus, 'The fragrance becomes clearer as it travels farther, and the plant stands tall and clean. It can be admired from afar but not touched.' Just like my face, it is like a lotus in clear water, standing tall and graceful, with a pleasant fragrance."

An Lingrong's heart was moved when she heard this. 'Out of the mud but not stained, washed by the clear water but not coquettish, straight inside and outside, without vines or branches'! This is exactly what she wanted!

"Yiqing Pavilion"!

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" An Lingrong was overjoyed when she remembered the name. She broke into a broad smile and turned around to peck the emperor on the face.

An Lingrong always smiled gently, at least in front of the emperor. Such a bright smile made the emperor stunned, and the kiss that followed evoked the happy scenes of his early years with Chun Yuan.

That night, An Lingrong did not leave the Yangxin Palace!

In the blink of an eye, it was May and the weather was getting hotter. Because of the house arrest, Hua Fei's house was much quieter. Even after the ban was lifted, she asked to see the emperor several times, but the emperor refused to see her. For a while, her jealousy was even worse than before.

In mid-May, the heat was getting heavier. According to the custom in the palace, every time at this time, the emperor would take his concubines to the Old Summer Palace to escape the heat. In the previous life, because An Lingrong was not favored by the emperor, she was not among them.

In this life, she has been honored as a noble lady. As soon as the palace received the imperial edict, Juqing and Mixia began to direct the palace to make preparations.

Although Concubine Hua had temporarily lost favor, she was still the head of all the concubines, and the Queen also arranged for her to go to the Old Summer Palace to escape the summer heat.

The carriage left the Forbidden City. An Lingrong opened the curtain of the carriage and fresh air blew in her face. All the emotions that had nowhere to be released in the palace seemed to disappear. She took a deep breath and it seemed that she could even smell the fragrance of wild flowers.

Once you enter the Old Summer Palace, the scenery is even more pleasant, with pavilions, towers, bridges and flowing water. It has the grandeur of a royal family and the beauty of a Jiangnan water town.

As they walked along, Juqing outside the sedan chair was chattering non-stop with An Lingrong. As An Lingrong listened to Juqing talking about the wonders outside, she felt that her temperament became more cheerful.

The gardens had been decided long ago. Except for the Bitong Academy that the Emperor assigned to Zhen Huan, the Empress assigned An Lingrong and Fu Cha Guiren to live in Tianran Tuhua. An Lingrong lived in Zhan Jing Zhai and Fu Cha Guiren lived in Jing Zhi Chun Shi Jia. Although the two places were close, there was a bamboo forest between them, so they each had their own freedom.

The Queen's arrangement was well-intentioned. Natural Painting was not far from the Emperor's Qinzheng Hall than the Bitong Academy, and was even closer.

Concubine Hua was ignored by the Emperor, and Shen Meizhuang was in the same faction as Zhen Huan. She had determined that these two were the only ones who could compete with Zhen Huan in the harem.

The Queen has always been like this. She never allows any one concubine in the harem to dominate. What she likes to watch most is 'dog bite dog', and what she likes to do most is 'sit back and reap the benefits'. Her good intentions are not obvious, but anyone who can stand outside and think about it carefully can understand the intention.

The others were the same as in the previous life. The Queen lived in Taohuawu, Concubine Shen lived in Xianyue Pavilion, and Concubine Hua lived in Qingliang Palace...

The name of the Natural Painting really lives up to its name. Not to mention the Langyin Pavilion and Zhuye Tower built on the west side facing the lake, standing on them you can see most of the scenery of the Old Summer Palace. It can truly be called a natural painting.

Zhan Jing Zhai is even more quiet and refreshing. There is a lush bamboo forest in the garden. The rustling sound of bamboo leaves in the breeze makes people feel refreshed.

"My lady, this place is really wonderful." After entering Zhan Jing Zhai, Ju Qing helped An Lingrong sit down and spoke with a smile.

"I like it here, too." An Lingrong stood up and looked at the inner hall, which was quite spacious.

"My lady, you must be tired. Drink some tea to hydrate yourself first." Mi Xia was even more careful and steady than An Lingrong thought. She was able to keep her composure. By this time, she had already arranged for the palace maids and eunuchs to clean the place outside and brought over the teacups.

In the inner hall, Juqing had already made the bed and prepared all the daily necessities for An Lingrong. An Lingrong felt relieved when she saw the two of them busying around.

Although Juqing is much more cheerful than before, she has also revealed a cleverness that she didn't have before. Coupled with the meticulousness she showed when she worked in Sizhiku, she is now basically responsible for all of An Lingrong's personal work.

Although Mi Xia is a little taciturn, she is bold and careful. Ju Qing said before that she was not good at speaking, but after following her, An Lingrong saw that she was managing interpersonal relationships and disciplining servants, and she even had her own set of rules. She thought that she had been hiding her skills before because of the matter of revenge.

At dinner, Noble Lady Fucha brought Sang'er to Zhanjingzhai, saying that it was boring to eat alone, so she asked the palace servants to bring the food to her so that they could eat together.

The sun was setting in the west, and the garden was very cool. After dinner, An Lingrong asked Juqing to light the lights in the yard and burned some incense to repel mosquitoes. She and Noble Lady Fucha sat in the pavilion in the yard to enjoy the cool air and drink tea, which was very pleasant.