Rebirth · Mausoleum

"You can pick lotus in the south of the Yangtze River... lotus leaves and He Tiantian..."

Suddenly, a faint but familiar singing voice came from in front of An Lingrong, who is it?Who is singing this song?

An Lingrong walked forward according to her feeling. She didn't know why she was unconscious at this time, how long she had walked—she didn't know, there was a little light in the hazy front, and it gradually expanded until all the perspectives in front of her eyes became bright , An Lingrong couldn't bear the stab for a moment and closed his eyes.

"What happened, why are you here so late?"

"Hi aunt."

This is clearly the scenario where she almost missed the draft in the first place.An Lingrong laughed at himself, because the family was far away and couldn't get a fast-paced carriage for a while, it was just that the aunts at home wished that she could not choose to blow pillow wind to his father, and they didn't even have enough money for the journey.

"Ah! Which family's show girl are you? Then pouring such hot tea on me, do you want to die?!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Ask you! Which family do you belong to!"

In Xia Dongchun, An Lingrong straightened her sideburns, she really almost forgot about this woman.How aggressive Xia Dongchun was at this time back then, An Lingrong smiled silently, perhaps because there was no one around, and there was a hint of viciousness in her eyes, this woman was finally rewarded because of her few jokes Yizhanghong fell silently into the deep palace.

Turning his gaze to the way his original self, Nuonuo, spoke, the viciousness in An Lingrong's eyes stagnated for a moment, and he slightly covered his eyelids, the pure self-abased, simple but innocent self finally changed into a bad shape under the rubbing of the deep palace.

These scenes are presented in front of An Lingrong like scenes in a picture book, from the first time entering the palace with Zhen Huan's sisters, to turning to the queen's family wholeheartedly.She watched that innocent self gradually become distorted in the words of people with intentions or intentions, and finally became a victim in the struggle for power. Her life was really worthless as Zhen Huan said.

She couldn't grasp what An Lingrong wanted or had to want to grasp.For example, she failed to grasp the friendship with Zhen Huan, the emperor's favor, power status, and even the empress' trust in her.What did she catch in her life?

She thought that her numb heart in the harem would not be touched by these scenes, but what was that cold liquid on her face?

She once told Zhen Huan that she didn't want to look back, the night in the harem was too cold and too long, she didn't dare to think about how to survive every second.In fact, she knows that she is afraid that as long as she looks back, she will become weak and regret it, and she will no longer be able to fight with all her might. She is too afraid, and she knows that when one day she is unable to fight, the harem will be gone again. There was no room for her.

An Lingrong laughed at herself. In fact, she did not dare to do so until her family died after eating bitter almonds. How can she be the master of her own life? It's just that people always want to think that they have fulfilled their wishes. Even if it's just self-deception.

"...there are twin carps in the middle of the show... between the blue waves..."

The singing became clearer, An Lingrong was taken aback for a moment, and finally figured out that it was sung when her voice was still intact.She thought it was the meaning of Zhen Huan's sincere treatment of her, she thought it was the beginning of her life without inferiority, she thought it was the beginning of her beautiful life.In fact, heh, she now knows that she was wrong, and she was wrong too far.

But at that time, I was the real An Lingrong, not the concubine Li who was vicious and twisted later.

An Lingrong closed her eyes, she felt really tired, at this moment she really missed the past, after all, she couldn't help but turn her head back.

"...Fish playing with lotus leaves...Fish playing with lotus leaves...Whose girl is Lianye in..."

The carriage was rushing forward, looking very anxious, the person sitting in the carriage seemed to be unable to bear the bumps and frowned and opened his eyes.

An Lingrong felt strange, isn't she dead?How long has she not been in such a dilapidated carriage?How long has it been since she wore such ordinary clothes?However, the exquisite patterns on the clothes looked so familiar, An Lingrong suddenly remembered the dress her mother gave her during the draft, and touched her hair carefully with her hand, and then pinched her own thigh .

Hiss, it's true.

An Lingrong was a little at a loss, what was it that he experienced just now?In fact, she didn't die once, was it just a dream to wake her up?No, the taste of bitter almonds in her mouth that has not completely dissipated made her sober up.Those are definitely not dreams, if they are dreams, why is the pain so real?

Half an hour later, she became the last show girl to arrive just like in the past.An Lingrong took a deep breath, no matter what the situation was, she had to take the first step.

An Lingrong helped a father-in-law get out of the carriage and heard the aunt say the same thing back then,

"What's the matter? Why are you here so late?"

An Lingrong gave the aunt a slightly clumsy but due salute, and said shyly but not timidly, "Hello, aunt."

"It's almost a good time, if this city gate is closed, won't your year be in vain?"

"Auntie said that, but because my home is far away, I couldn't get a fast carriage for a while, so there was a delay. Please forgive me, Auntie."

This aunt looked at her as she did back then, but she was no longer the completely timid and inferior An Lingrong back then, she tried her best to be more generous.

The aunt's face was calm, although An Lingrong's attire was simple and plain, but An Lingrong's politeness to her made her heart move.

"Okay, let's go in."

"Thank you, aunt." An Lingrong didn't say much, just gave another clumsy salute, and hurried forward, but he didn't see the aunt's affirmative expression.

In the courtyard to be selected, An Lingrong stood in a corner and looked at the beautiful women in the courtyard, she was really nothing, there was really nothing worthy of the emperor's attention to her.As for that Xia Dongchun, she really didn't want to ridicule him again.Taking a cup of tea from a maid handing tea to moisten her throat, she wanted to see the crabapple flowers that she had chosen for her back then.

Unexpectedly, a beautiful girl who was having a good conversation stepped back and bumped into An Lingrong. Although An Lingrong looked at Qiu Haitang, her thoughts had already drifted away to the primary election because of her weird life today.This slight bump caused An Lingrong to stabilize his figure, but the tea cup he was holding fell to the ground, and the tea splashed on the corner of a beautiful girl's clothes, unfortunately, it was Xia Dongchun.

"Which family's show girl are you! You don't even pay attention to drinking tea!"

An Lingrong's Yujiao saw the face of the beautiful girl who bumped into her turn pale, she must have recognized Xia Dongchun, although she looked at An Lingrong anxiously, she didn't move a bit, she didn't stand up to rescue her the meaning of.The others were whispering aside just like in the previous life, just acting as spectators.

An Lingrong bowed to Xia Dongchun neither humble nor overbearing: "My name is An Lingrong, and my father is An Bihuai, the Prime Minister of Songyang County. It's because my sister didn't notice that my sister's Su embroidery clothes were broken. Please forgive me."

Xia Dongchun was not polite at all, and after wantonly looking at An Lingrong's attire, he said, "Oh, I didn't expect that some small households in the remote villages would recognize my Su embroidery."

She has experienced even more unbearable ridicule than this, so An Lingrong said calmly, "My sister made a mistake unintentionally, I hope my sister will forgive me."

"Looking at your attire, you must not be able to afford my clothes. It's easy to expose this matter. Even if you kneel down and kowtow to me, my lord will pay a lot."

Just like in the previous life, the whispers around her became louder. I don't know whether he was sympathizing with her or laughing at her. An Lingrong knew that even if Xia Dongchun was wronged and begged for mercy like in the previous life, Xia Dongchun would still humiliate her in various ways. It would be better to talk less at the beginning. She blocked all the taunting words she could, but in the end Xia Dongchun still said the most humiliating words to her at this moment.

An Lingrong frowned and was about to speak again, but unexpectedly, as in the previous life——Zhen Huan helped her out.

"Lingrong, thank you, sister." An Lingrong saluted as she spoke, and in the middle of the ceremony, Zhen Huan helped her up.

"It's nothing more than a little effort." Zhen Huan smiled, even though she was dressed plainly, her appearance still couldn't hide her brilliance, "This is sister Meizhuang."

"It's just that Miss Xia's father's official position is not low, and my sister is not worth it for her mausoleum." An Lingrong said with shame.

"It doesn't matter if the official position is high or low, everything is right and no one cares." Zhen Huan shook her head, "Just now I saw that my sister seemed to be admiring that begonia."

"Yes. It's the first time for my sister to come to this place of heaven, so I don't want to reward that nymphomaniac." An Lingrong smiled shyly.

"Xiaoduo is delicate and graceful, with only her autumnal spirit, she blooms late." Shen Meizhuang arched her eyebrows thinly, "My younger sister is already more charming than a flower."

Although An Lingrong didn't quite understand the poems, but she heard that Shen Meizhuang was comforting her, she shook her head with a smile, "I don't read as much as my sisters, I just went to admire the flowers when they were in full bloom. I'm afraid it will be hard to see you again." Such beautiful flowers."

Shen Meizhuang originally disapproved of Zhen Huan's coming to the cusp of the storm, seeing that An Lingrong is not a delicate and artificial person, his words and deeds are also decent, and the dislike in his heart is two points less.

Zhen Huan saw that although An Lingrong was dressed poorly, but her words and deeds had their own taste, she felt more and more that she had done the right thing just now, so she went to pick a few begonias and put them in An Lingrong's hair with her own hands. Before, she took off the emerald jade ring next to her ear and handed it to her, "Sister, why do you need to underestimate yourself? It's just that my sister's clothes are a little more elegant today. This sister Haitang has added a lot of color, and this pair of earrings will be used as today's meeting gift. I wish my sister what she wants become."

An Lingrong sighed invisibly, remembering how grateful he was to Zhen Huan at this moment, no matter what the future holds, at least at this moment she did help her a crucial step, so he solemnly thanked Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang, "Ling Rong, thank you sisters, I also wish my sisters all wishes come true.”

"This sister... I'm sorry just now..." I saw a well-dressed girl who looked like she was well-dressed came over and saluted nonchalantly.

"It's okay. Elder sister was also unintentional." Seeing her like this, An Lingrong remembered her timid appearance in her previous life, and her relieved smile became more and more real.

The beautiful girl breathed a sigh of relief, "My name is Sun Miaoqing, and I am the younger sister of Suzhou Weaving Sun Zhuhe. Thank you for your forgiveness."

Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang didn't know what their feud was, but it vaguely seemed to be related to the matter just now. Seeing the two of them, they didn't want to mention it, so they just greeted each other.

Sun Miaoqing, it seems that there was a beautiful girl surnamed Sun who was never allowed to be drafted again because of her dishonesty in front of the palace. This kind of trivial matter was also a few jokes in her ears in the palace. Looking at her temperament today, it seems that it may be this show girl.

"I don't know what this golden palace looks like. The imperial majesty is so imposing. Ling Rong is afraid that he will lose his dignity in front of the palace. It is said that he will lose his dignity in front of the palace..." An Lingrong said with a frown.

"Don't worry, this draft is the best thing to do." Zhen Huan patted An Lingrong's hand.

When An Lingrong caught a glimpse of Sun Miaoqing's face turning pale again, he knew that she had listened, and hoped that she would live up to her words.

"It is said that An Lingrong, Yi Bingqing, Jiang Rulin, Dai Ying, Liu Lianzi, and Qi Siqin are here for an audience."

"Go."

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