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

"Brother, nothing happened. Lord Feng happened to pass by that day and ordered his men to take them to the government office. We then learned that those people were instigated by brother's former employer to cause trouble. The reason was that they were jealous of the good business of Yiqingzhai." After Juqing finished speaking, the expression on her face relaxed.

"Lord Feng? Which Lord Feng?" An Lingrong looked at Juqing puzzledly.

"It's Feng Chi, who was recently promoted to commander of the imperial guards, Lord Feng." Ju Qing said.

"Is it him? Then you must thank him. Go to the warehouse and pick out something suitable and ask your brother to deliver it.

I have no power in the capital. If your brother can get in touch with him, we won't have to worry day and night. Remember, choose a good and inconspicuous one to send over." An Lingrong instructed, and Ju Qing nodded in agreement.

Then came the palace banquet on August 15th. After the banquet, An Lingrong felt more tired than after serving the emperor. Serving the emperor was only physically tiring, but she was tired yet happy.

But at this family banquet, not only was the food cold and inedible, but the false flattery and response were really tiring and a headache.

The emperor was very happy with the successive victories in the southwest war. Prince Dun and Nian Gengyao worked together to repel the enemy troops and were on the verge of recovery. The emperor was always smiling when he summoned him several times.

"Your Majesty seems very happy today." An Lingrong scooped a spoonful of cucumber and shrimp for the emperor and put it in the bowl in front of the emperor.

"Rong'er, Southwest! The news from the front is that I will recover the southwest. Rong'er, the territory lost by your grandfather will finally be taken back from me!" After the emperor finished speaking, he raised the wine glass in front of him and drank it all. He looked at An Lingrong with excitement in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, I congratulate you! Your Majesty, I toast to you and all the soldiers!" An Lingrong raised her glass and drank it all, her face full of joy.

“Your Majesty, I am ignorant and do not understand the affairs of the previous dynasty, but I remember Your Majesty said that if you want peace and prosperity for the country, you must stabilize the internal affairs and resist external attacks.

Now that the emperor has recovered the southwest, the emperor's wish is just around the corner. I, your concubine, will drink another cup and wish the emperor to get what he wants!" An Lingrong poured herself another cup and drank it down in one gulp.

"Good! A peaceful and prosperous country! What a wish come true!

Rong'er, during my lifetime, I will eliminate those surrounding threats that are eyeing my dynasty covetously, and prevent my descendants from fighting, leaving them a peaceful and prosperous world!"

The emperor raised his glass and the two men clinked their glasses and drank it all in one gulp. The emperor put down his glass and laughed loudly...

*

In the imperial garden in autumn, all kinds of flowers are in full bloom. An Lingrong saw from a distance that Huanbi was holding a bunch of autumn lotus, dressed very prettyly, and was walking towards the Sui Yuxuan.

"Look, is that Huanbi who is beside Concubine Wan? Look at her dress, red skirt and green shoes, she really looks like a flower." After Concubine Fucha said this, she picked up the silk handkerchief to cover her lips and laughed.

"Once a person has set his mind to something, nothing can stop him." An Lingrong picked a red peony from the garden and handed it to Noble Lady Fucha.

"Now that you are in great favor, I think the one in Suiyuxuan is getting anxious, and it looks like he is planning to send someone to the emperor to secure his favor.

Speaking of Huanbi, she does look a bit like Concubine Wan, but as the saying goes, "send the Buddha to the west", if she really wanted to send her to the emperor, she wouldn't have dressed her up properly, and those who didn't know would think she was going to perform in an opera." Concubine Fucha said, curling her lips.

"Looks like this, it's this girl who has thoughts that she shouldn't have. Let's go. After all, she's not one of us. The only one who's going to be in trouble is the one who broke Yuxuan..." An Lingrong said as she inserted the peony into Noble Lady Fucha's bun, "It looks good."

Sure enough, Xiao Zhongzi came to report at night that Huanbi went to the lake to cry at night. It seemed that Zhen Huan would not be willing to do so, so she had to "help" Huanbi.

After returning from paying respects at Jingren Palace that day, An Lingrong went to Cunju Hall with Noble Lady Fucha. Shen Meiyu had just received some new fabrics and wanted An Lingrong to help match the thread colors, so An Lingrong went over to sit with Noble Lady Fucha.

Unexpectedly, not long after they came out of Cunju Hall, they met Huanbi who came to deliver osmanthus honey pickled by Liuzhu to Concubine Shen.

"May the Noble Lady Yi and Noble Lady Fucha be blessed with good health." Huanbi was quite polite this time and knelt down to greet the two of them.

"It's Huanbi? Huanbi is dressed very simply today. When I saw her from a distance, I thought it was Concubine Wan coming over." An Lingrong spoke with a faint smile on her face.

"How can I compare with Lady Wan?" Huanbi replied with her head down.

"Eh? Concubine Yi, if you hadn't told me, I wouldn't have noticed that Huanbi's eyes and eyebrows are really somewhat like Concubine Wan's." Concubine Fucha looked at Huanbi with a smile. Huanbi also raised a faint smile at the corner of her lips and let her look at her.

"Isn't it? When I first went to the Zhen Mansion, I saw that Huanbi looked like Concubine Wan, and I almost thought she was the second lady of the Zhen Mansion." An Lingrong spoke, and Huanbi's face flickered.

"However, this can only be said that Lord Zhen and Madam Zhen love their daughter very much. They chose a maid for our Wan Guiren who looks like their daughter, so that they can grow up together and be more loyal. Madam Zhen really has good intentions." An Lingrong continued, and then said:

"Look, we've stopped chatting. Huanbi, go and deliver the things. Your master still needs your report."

After hearing what An Lingrong said, Huanbi's eyes flickered. She was stunned for a moment before she said, "I'll take my leave..."

A few days later, one night, Xiao Zhongzi came to report: "My lady, Huanbi went to Yikun Palace late at night."

"Yikun Palace?! Are you sure?" An Lingrong, who was leaning on the Arhat bed reading a travelogue, stood up and looked at Xiao Zhongzi after hearing this.

"My lord, it is absolutely true." Xiao Zhongzi nodded, and An Lingrong waved her hand to let him leave, and said, "There is no need to find someone to keep an eye on you in the future."

Xiao Zhongzi agreed and walked out.

"My lady, is there something wrong?" Ju Qing wrung out the hot handkerchief and handed it to An Lingrong.

"Not really. I thought she would go to the Queen, but I didn't expect her to go to Concubine Hua. Does she really want to break up with Zhen Huan?" An Lingrong wiped her hands in confusion.

Forget it, no matter who she goes to, there will be a breakup, so let's see how Zhen Huan responds.

A few days later, Huanbi was named Huan Da Ying and was granted the title of Huan Ying, and was allowed to live in the east side hall of Sui Yu Xuan. When the imperial edict came, except for An Lingrong, all the other palaces were in an uproar.