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

Since the last time the emperor revealed his longing for Chun Yuan in front of An Lingrong, An Lingrong expressed her heartache and understanding. Since then, the emperor no longer avoided being shy in front of An Lingrong.

And from then on, the emperor seemed to have found an outlet to vent his longing. Whenever he thought of her occasionally, he would talk to An Lingrong about the past.

Because of these, the emperor seemed to regard An Lingrong as a close friend, and the two of them could talk about anything...

An Lingrong knew how to handle this very well. She would be jealous of anyone in front of the emperor except Chun Yuan, and she would always be filled with awe and envy. The emperor was very satisfied with this.

"Let's go. Since you've said it all, I'll go with you to take a look." The emperor said with a smile. An Lingrong helped the emperor put on his fox fur cloak, and the two of them went to Yime Garden in a warm sedan chair.

As the two stepped out of the sedan chair, they saw red plum blossoms in full bloom in the white snow, and wisps of clear plum fragrance came towards them. Different from the warm fragrance of the Yangxin Palace that made people drowsy, the cold plum fragrance of the Yime Garden made people instantly sober.

"Your Majesty, would you please let me pick some of the best red plum blossoms to put in your vase?" An Lingrong said as she walked into the Plum Garden, occasionally calling out to your Majesty, her voice was ethereal and very much like Chun Yuan's.

The emperor went to look for An Lingrong as she was called. When he found her, he saw a beautiful woman wearing moon-colored feather satin, holding a red plum blossom in her hand, and calling out "Silang". The emperor's heart was moved, and he stepped forward and held An Lingrong's hand...

"Hehehe... Sister, come and catch me... Sister Wan, hurry up..." When An Lingrong and the emperor were looking at each other, Chun'er's voice came from afar.

"Chun'er, slow down..." Zhen Huan's voice followed, and the two turned around and looked towards the source of the voice.

"May the emperor be healthy and well." The two of them came up and seemed to have just seen the emperor and An Lingrong, and they knelt hurriedly to salute.

An Lingrong saw that Zhen Huan was wearing a snow-blue cloak, and the smile on her face had not yet faded, and she was smiling so beautifully.

An Lingrong only felt that the Emperor's grip on her hand tightened, and she looked at Zhen Huan in a daze, thinking that Zhen Huan at this moment looked very much like the person in her heart.

"Your Majesty, it's so cold, but Sister Wan and Chun'er are still being polite."

When An Lingrong spoke, the emperor came back to his senses and said with a smile:

"Hurry up, it's so cold, why are you all out?"

"Your Majesty, it was I who begged Sister Wan to come with me to the plum garden to pick some red plums to put in the vase." The two stood up, and Chun'er smiled even more brightly.

"You are not a child anymore, and it is only your sister Wan who indulges you in misbehaving." The emperor smiled and looked at Chun'er.

Chun'er was wearing a red cloak with a circle of silver fox fur, which made the sixteen-year-old Chun'er look even more charming.

"Your Majesty, have you forgotten that Chun'er will be seventeen after the New Year?" Chun'er smiled innocently. An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan. Zhen Huan's eyes were on her hand shaking with the emperor's, and she was also stunned.

As if she noticed An Lingrong looking at her, Zhen Huan retracted her gaze without leaving a trace, looked at the emperor and said, "It snowed, and I thought of enjoying the plum blossoms in the snow. I didn't want to disturb the emperor and sister An's interest. This is really my fault."

When Zhen Huan spoke, the Emperor's gaze turned from Chun Er to Zhen Huan. Seeing her face that looked very much like Chun Yuan, his expression became a little softer than before.

"It's okay. I still remember the first time I met you was in the Yime Garden. That day you lied that you were a palace maid in the Yime Garden and made me recognize the wrong person..." The emperor spoke, looked up at the red plum blossoms around him, recalling the encounter that day.

"I feel honored that Your Majesty still remembers me. Now the red plum blossoms are blooming again, and I can't sleep at night because of the past, so I came to see you to ease my longing for you." Zhen Huan looked at the emperor, her eyes full of tenderness.

Thinking back to the past few days, the emperor had rarely visited Suiyuxuan because she had pushed him away, and she was a little anxious. So, this chance encounter might not be a chance encounter...

The emperor's heart was moved when he heard this, and Zhen Huan said, "We meet again by chance today, Your Majesty, I hope you are well..."

"Why can't Chun'er understand what my sister is saying?" Chun'er looked at the two of them with a confused look on her face.

"You are just a kid, stop asking questions..."

An Lingrong looked at Chun'er with a smile, but Chun'er pouted and said:

"Sister Yi, Chun'er is almost seventeen years old, she's not a child anymore..."

"Okay, okay, Chun'er is not a child anymore, she has grown into a big girl. She is so pretty now. When I saw her from afar just now, I thought she was a fairy from heaven. Your Majesty, what do you think?" An Lingrong said as she looked Chun'er up and down, her face full of amazement.

The emperor looked at Chun'er again. Chun'er playfully winked at him. The emperor squinted his eyes and looked at her. He nodded and said, "Your sister Yi is right, right..."

"The Emperor and Sister Yi always make fun of Chun'er, but Chun'er thinks that the Emperor and Sister Yi are the exiled celestial beings from heaven, especially Sister Yi, who is wearing a moon-colored feather satin dress and holding a red plum, just like the empress in the heavenly palace in the painting." Chun'er said as she walked to An Lingrong's side and took An Lingrong's arm...

"You're just talking nonsense." An Lingrong remained calm and tapped Chun'er's forehead. The emperor beside her also laughed.

"I'm not talking nonsense, Your Majesty, do you think Sister Yi's dress matches the red plum?"

Chun'er smiled innocently. The emperor looked at An Lingrong, smiled and nodded, saying:

"Of course they are a perfect match."

"Your Majesty is always talking nonsense. I don't want to be a fairy. I just want to be with Your Majesty year after year." An Lingrong said as she looked at the Emperor, and the Emperor's heart was beating again...

That night, the emperor summoned Chun'er. An Lingrong sent a gift over, and Chun'er came to Chengqian Palace in the afternoon.

"It's so cold today. Why do you come here at this time?" An Lingrong said when she saw Juqing leading Chun'er in.

"Chun'er is here to thank Sister Yi." As Chun'er said this, Yu'er handed over a brocade box.

"Okay, why are you thanking me? Why do you come here in such a cold day? Juqing, go and make a bowl of milk tea for Concubine Chun." An Lingrong put down the pen in her hand and smiled faintly.

"Chun Er just wanted to thank her sister..."

Chun Er smiled and spoke, then walked over to see An Lingrong copying calligraphy, and said:

"Sister, your handwriting is so beautiful. I used to think that sister Wan's handwriting was excellent. Now when I look at your handwriting, I find it even more dignified." The tone of praise was very sincere.

"My handwriting is no match for Lady Wan's. It just looks neater." An Lingrong said with a smile, and Juqing served her milk tea.

"When I just walked in, I felt that Chengqian Palace was so big. Sister, would you feel lonely living here alone?" Chun'er looked at the decoration inside the palace curiously, and then looked at An Lingrong.

"I have always liked quietness, so I don't feel lonely. Baoque, go and bring the red bean crystal cake you just steamed today to Concubine Chun to try. She likes it the most." An Lingrong smiled and changed the subject, then pulled Chun'er to sit on the Luohan bed.