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

"I heard that when the emperor first met sister Wan, he was afraid that she would become unfamiliar with him, so he pretended to be the Seventeenth Master to have a heart-to-heart talk with her. This led to their marriage today. It is truly a story that will be passed down through the ages." Cao Qinmo smiled faintly and looked at Zhen Huan.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan blushed at first. The Emperor smiled faintly and sipped his tea. An Lingrong and Noble Lady Fucha also remained silent.

"So, Master Seventeen is the matchmaker between the Emperor and Miss Wan. Miss Wan should thank Master Seventeen very much.

Moreover, this matchmaker is so handsome and suave that there are countless ladies in the capital who fall in love with him at first sight and yearn for him. I'm sure you have heard of our Prince Guo's fame in your boudoir, right?"

When Concubine Cao said this, both Zhen Huan and the Emperor's expressions changed, but both of them were very good at hiding their true colors. The Emperor's expression returned to normal in an instant, and Zhen Huan also calmed down and said:

"If Sister Cao hadn't told me, I really wouldn't have known that I had lived in seclusion for a long time before entering the palace, and after entering the palace, I was even sick and bedridden in Suiyu Pavilion. I didn't know that the prince was so famous. I'm really ignorant."

"Don't panic, sister. You and the emperor are deeply in love. We sisters all know this. That's why the emperor has really put a lot of thought into you. You should not let him down." Cao Qinmo gently fanned the palm-leaf fan in her hand and said with a slight curl of her lips.

"Of course, Your Majesty, since Sister Cao has said so, Your Majesty should prepare a matchmaking gift for Prince Guo someday.

No! Your Majesty, why don't you let me be the matchmaker when Prince Guo gets married? That way, we can be even. I haven't even been a matchmaker yet!" Zhen Huan tried her best to deny it, and smiled sweetly, with a look of surprise on her face.

"You! The Seventeenth Prince has reached the age to get married. If there is a chance, I will let you be a matchmaker and satisfy your matchmaker addiction!" The emperor said with a smile, but he held An Lingrong's hand.

Zhen Huan had been observing the emperor's expression. The emperor looked calm now, but when she saw the emperor holding An Lingrong's hand, her heart tightened. She didn't know whether the emperor had let go of his suspicion about the matter.

"Then I would like to thank the emperor first. The emperor is worried about the marriage of the Seventeenth Master. His worry is the same as mine." Zhen Huan's expression changed. She picked up the teacup in her hand and took a sip of tea.

"Oh? Why does Huan'er say so?" The emperor looked up at Zhen Huan.

"I have a brother who is of marrying age, but he still hasn't married. I am very worried about him." Zhen Huan spoke with a hint of worry on her face.

"Does he have someone he likes? If so, I will grant him a marriage!" The emperor turned the rosary in his hand, and his mood seemed to be much better.

"This is exactly why I am anxious. Sister Yi has met my brother. My brother is a very handsome man, but he has never met the right person. My mother is also anxious."

When Zhen Huan opened her mouth, An Lingrong's body trembled. She tightened the handkerchief in her hand again and again, resisting the urge to tear Zhen Huan's body.

"Oh? Has Rong'er met the eldest son of the Zhen family?" The emperor looked at An Lingrong with curiosity.

“Your Majesty, after I was selected, I stayed at Sister Wan’s house. However, the Zhen Mansion has strict rules. After I was selected, I lived alone in the backyard with Sister Wan.

If I say I have seen him, I have only seen his back. But since my sister is so pretty, I think the eldest son of the Zhen family must be good-looking too."

An Lingrong smiled faintly and looked at the emperor to answer, while the peeled grapes in her hand were already placed to the emperor's lips.

Seeing that An Lingrong looked normal, the Emperor held the grape in his mouth, with no expression on his face.

"Your Majesty, Wen Yi must be hungry at this hour. I will go back and check on her first." Seeing this, Cao Qinmo felt much happier. She looked at the sky outside the window and stood up to say goodbye.

"Okay, Wen Yi has been crying a lot these days. Ask Dr. Jiang to go and see what's going on." The emperor nodded, and Cao Qinmo knelt down and walked out.

"Your Majesty, since Concubine Wan's brother does not give Concubine Wan the opportunity to be a matchmaker, I also have a brother. If Concubine Wan is willing, you can practice with my brother's marriage first." After Concubine Cao left, Concubine Fucha spoke.

"Sister Fucha is always good at joking. Lady Wan said this to divert the emperor's attention. She doesn't really want to be a matchmaker."

An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan with a faint smile. Everyone knows how to play yin and yang, but if someone has the guts, just do it openly. She didn't believe that Zhen Huan would dare to gamble with the entire Zhen family to make the Emperor suspect her.

Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan's face changed and she looked at An Lingrong in disbelief. An Lingrong met her gaze, with coldness in her eyes.

"Sister, you are joking. I don't understand what you are talking about." Zhen Huan steadied herself and forced a faint smile.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know, sister. The emperor and I are in tune with each other. It is enough for him to know what I am saying." An Lingrong looked at the emperor and exerted force again. Zhen Huan's face was obviously a little embarrassed.

"Your Majesty, my sincerity towards you is evident to all." Zhen Huan stood up and saluted, tears welling up in her eyes when she looked up.

"Get up, I trust you." The emperor spoke, his expression still as usual.

"I'm tired, everyone please leave." The emperor waved his hand, and An Lingrong and Noble Lady Fucha also stood up and bowed, and the three of them left the Qinzheng Hall.

After leaving the jurisdiction of the Palace of Diligent Administration, Zhen Huan called out to An Lingrong: "Sister An, can you please excuse me and have a few words with me?"

"Go ahead." An Lingrong stood still, while Noble Fucha and Juqing walked forward.

"Lingrong, are you blaming me? I just said that at that time. I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that. I hope you can forgive me." Zhen Huan stepped forward and tried to hold An Lingrong's hand, but An Lingrong took a step back and avoided her.

"Lady Wan is joking. The Zhen family has been kind enough to let me stay. After entering the palace, my sister has been ill for a long time, and Lingrong believes that she has also sent a lot of food and clothing to Suiyuxuan. This is fair.

Today's matter is about you and me, and we owe each other nothing. But in the future, if my sister wants to make a fuss about it, think about whether the whole Zhen family is enough to accompany you."

After An Lingrong finished speaking, she calmed down and continued:

"From now on, sister and I will be strangers. If sister doesn't provoke Lingrong, she will be fine. If sister has any thoughts that she shouldn't have, Lingrong is not someone who can be manipulated by others."

After An Lingrong finished speaking, she saw that Zhen Huan still wanted to move forward, so she turned around and walked forward. Seeing this, Ju Qing hurried forward to help her, and Zhen Huan stood there in a daze.

She couldn't figure out when the two of them had come to this point.

An Lingrong vomited as soon as she returned to Zhan Jingzhai, not for any other reason but because of this disgusting pair of brother and sister.

Yes, she once had feelings for him, so much so that even though the Queen framed her and prevented her from sleeping with him, she had no complaints and even felt a little grateful.