When Rong mama travels through Zhen Huan's biography

The temples were simply combed, and a big gaudy pink flower was inserted in the hair in order not to be dazzling.

In the procession to meet the concubines, there is still such a strange flower among the colorful and green, the lotus flower in the flourishing age, which is not pleasing to the eyes of Zhen Huan An Lingrong.

When meeting the queen, whoever is not well-dressed, she is the only one who is special, just like Lu Yiping and her old mother Fu Wenpei.

Concubine Hua came late and chatted with the queen in an arrogant tone.

An Lingrong is getting more and more incomprehensible. How dare a beloved concubine treat the queen like this, it's against heaven!If it were her, the emperor would have to kill this tricky woman.

I scolded Concubine Hua's family all over in my heart, and the ceremony was over.

After the prostration ceremony was over, all the empresses rewarded a lot of things. As a poor mausoleum, I had to pack up the garbage and take it back.

Not far ahead, Shen Meizhuang and Zhen Huan were chatting enthusiastically about something. An Lingrong moved carefully, walked a few steps, and saluted Meizhuang. It was unbearable for Zhen Huan next to her. Zhen Huan was unhappy, but after all, she had no status. Gao, new to the palace and didn't want to cause trouble, so he had to keep a smile on his face.

The rewards Shenmei Zhuang received were indeed not in the same class as hers. After a few words of flattery, he got two horses of good material, and returned to Jinghexuan happily.

Concubine Hua, who had just come out, saw An Lingrong's unpromising appearance and smiled disdainfully. Shi Zhi understood Nian Shilan's thoughts best: "This slave girl is easy to control when she sees An Lingrong's appearance. Greedy." "This kind of person is the most suitable to be in the palace."

This is what An Lingrong wanted, just like Fang Chunyi from Tangli Palace, who was all focused on eating, and being young, no one would pay attention to her.

In the small kitchen of the new master, the food and cooking are not exquisite enough. Aunt Xue herself is a tricky person, and she knows best how to make the food more delicious.Hibiscus pancakes and milk cakes are even more delicious if they look good. Fang Chunyi went to Changyang Palace to sit down if he had nothing to do.One bite at a time, sister An, don't call her too affectionate.

"My lord, I heard that Zhen Changzai of Tangli Palace is seriously ill, can I go and have a look?"

After entering the palace, Shi Qing also learned a few words, and developed new skills. He listened to the corner of the wall, and his smiling face was very cute. He chatted with people when he had nothing to do, and got back a lot of news.

"Change, go to the warehouse to pick up some better tonics."

There are not many things in An Lingrong's warehouse that people can look up to, except for a box of donkey-hide gelatin.The freshly made azure pear blossom cloak, the white prickly thorns are lifelike, budding, and seem to bloom at any time.

She kept this for herself to wear, and thought that the color would suit the white lotus, so she also sent it to Tangli Palace.

His face was weak, his lips were pale, and he seemed to be really sick.Someone who was so beautiful earlier, who would not rush to flatter him, but now, the courtyard is really deserted, and the door is empty.

The new young master Mei Zhuang was the most favored, and he was promoted to be a concubine not long after serving in bed, and given the title "Hui".Liangyuan Liu Lingxian and Tian nobleman Du Peiyun are both considered sacred hearts.

In the end, only the sick Zhen Huan, the young Fang Chunyi, and the little transparent An Lingrong were left.

An Lingrong is not in a hurry, as she is the little master here, it will be a matter of time before she goes to bed, and the palace servants dare not neglect her.It's hard to say for Zhen Huan, the half-dead look is unlucky for anyone, and I heard that the maids and eunuchs who serve her have already found another way out.

Aunt Xue wanted to dig a corner, so she sent Shi Qing to explore the wind.Unexpectedly, I actually met one, brother Xiao Yunzi in Zhen Huan Palace was seriously ill, Shi Qing had an idea, and took off the bracelet on his hand: "This is a reward from the day before yesterday, Xiaozhu An, you can use it to exchange for some medicine."

Xiao Yunzi knelt down for her on the spot, Shi Qing and him were both servants of the palace, so naturally she couldn't bear it, she hurriedly pulled him up: "My sister Shi Zhu and I are both married as young masters, and we know the importance of taking care of each other, so hurry up and see Brother."

"You and An Xiaozhu are my little Yunzi's benefactors. If you need me in the future, just tell me."

An Lingrong sipped her scented tea lightly, and she was also a kind-hearted man, so she didn't blind her gold bracelet in vain.

It was snowing heavily in winter, the palaces were less and less crowded, An Lingrong packed exquisite cakes and was going to visit Fang Chunyi, and happened to meet Shen Meizhuang.

Concubine Hui was being favored, so she, the little master without favor, naturally had to abide by the rules, Shen Meizhuang thought she was also going to see Zhen Huan, An Lingrong was too embarrassed to say no, so they had to go on the road together.

The burning in the house did not seem to be silver charcoal, it had a slightly choking smell, but fortunately it was not heavy, Ling Rong took off his cloak and sat on the side to fill in the air.

Mei Zhuang took Zhen Huan's hand warmly: "I just sent you a few baskets of silver charcoal. Your palace is lonely and there are many trees. I'm afraid it will be colder in a few days, which will not be good for your condition." "How can you be so delicate?" What? The set of charcoal has been delivered."

An Lingrong pretended to be embarrassed: "My sister doesn't have many orders, I just made some snacks."

Huanbi, Zhen Huan's personal maid, arranged the snacks in the food box one by one, and served fragrant tea.

"I've heard from Chun'er that the dim sum in Mausoleum Palace can't even compare with the Imperial Dining Room. Today can be considered a blessing."

A few people were talking and laughing, and it was getting dark before they went back.

In a blink of an eye, it is March in the palace, and it is almost the New Year.An Lingrong gave the freshly bloomed daffodils to Mei Zhuang Fang Chunyi and Zhen Huan.Nesting comfortably in the bed, the Chinese New Year is so good, everywhere is so lively.

At lunch, Xiao Yunzi came to thank Zhen Huan and brought some cut-out window grilles.

"It's really skillful." "It's as long as the master likes it. The servant also cut a small portrait of Zhen Changzai earlier, and secretly cut one for you. The master will see if he likes it."

Don't tell me, it really looks like such a small piece of paper, with a nose and eyes.

Xiao Yunzi said again: "There is a custom in the palace, to hang the little things you love on the branches on the eve of the New Year's Eve in order to hope that everything will go well in the coming year. We Zhen Changzai have already decided to go to the Yimei Garden to hang our own small portraits. The Lord has always been on good terms with Zhen Xiaozhu, it is better to go together."

Where not to go, but to lean on the plum garden, I think it is because I have recovered from my illness.

The harem banquet left early, An Lingrong immediately mentioned Xiao Yunzi's words to Shen Meizhuang and Fang Chunyi.Both of them found it interesting, and each took a small sachet and the like to Yimei Garden.

A few people were wearing thick warm boots, and the snow they were stepping on creaked, and suddenly they heard someone talking: "Zhen Huan wishes her parents well, and her brothers and sisters are safe."

Fang Chunyi immediately jumped over like a rabbit: "Sister Zhen~"

Four people squeezed together, plus the court ladies and eunuchs.Fang Chunyi is a mischievous ghost again, don't be too lively in the cold plum garden.

Fang Chunyi was bouncing up and down, when a soft male voice suddenly sounded not far away: "Who is making noise there!"

As soon as they saw the visitor, everyone knelt down one after another: "May the emperor be safe!" "Get up."

Of these people, only Mei Zhuang had served in bed, Fang Chunyi was too young, Xuan Ling didn't even look at her, her eyes were completely on Zhen Huan.

Like, it's too similar, his Wanwan.

They were only similar in appearance during the draft, as fresh and refined as today's blue pear flower embroidered cloak.His face was haggard, he thought he was not well, and it was so cold, what did he do in Yimei Garden!At this time Xuan Ling had the urge to hug her into his arms, even if it was the cold night wind, don't even think about hurting Wan Wan.

It was enough for him to look at Zhen Huan as if he had passed away, and the beautiful girl beside her made him feel like he had seen a ghost.

An Lingrong's Xiaojiabiyu's quiet demeanor was originally unnoticed, but because the color of the cloak was similar to that of Zhen Huan, Xuan Ling cast a glance.

With icy muscles and bones, exquisite and translucent, that gentle smile is very similar to Zhu Rou Chunyuan.

In the plum garden, the faint fragrance of daffodils, every frown and smile, seemed to be possessed by pure essence.

"Wan... like a heavenly man..."

Zhen Huan thought he was talking about herself, her face blushed and her head drooped slightly.

Aunt Xue still smiled, her face full of tranquility.She has practiced this smile for several days, just kidding, for today she specially painted Yuanshan Daimei, if she can't kill Lu Yiping, she will kill Zhen Huan no matter what.

After Mei Zhuang explained the reasons why several people were here, Xuan Ling didn't listen at all.

Zhen Huan was sick, and Xuan Ling couldn't bear to scold her, and the farce in Meiyuan ended like this.Xuan Ling flipped An Lingrong's sign that night, and faintly heard the sound of a rumbling car approaching in the distance, Fengluan Chunen's car had already arrived at the gate of the palace.

This was the result that An Lingrong had expected a long time ago. It was better to serve the emperor than to stay in An's house and marry a rich old man casually as a concubine.

Washed clean, wrapped in a quilt and carried to the dragon bed.An Lingrong specially refused to let the incense burn, so as not to cover up the daffodil fragrance that she specially pickled into her skin these days, her skin was like snow, and her face was as petite as a lotus petal.

That kind of young deer-like woman with big innocent eyes, he has all kinds of women around him, but this one seems to be missing.But the tenderness and softness that Yimeiyuan saw for the first time seemed to have disappeared, and the person in front of her was still An Lingrong from her little family, Biyu.

This inevitably made Xuan Ling a little disappointed. An Ling crawled up from the quilt to Xuan Ling's side, his body trembling slightly: "Are you afraid of me?"

Aunt Xue intends to carry this weak and quiet temperament to the end, so as to stimulate men's desire to protect.

Leaking out his signature smile: "Don't be afraid, you are the god of concubines, concubines are not afraid."

Xuan Ling put down the beads in his hand, and gently touched An Lingrong's petite body: "Go to sleep."

An Lingrong stayed with Xuan Ling for a long time that day, but she didn't go to bed.Xuan Ling didn't want to scare her, he didn't want to break this daisy-like weak woman so soon.

The next day she was given the title of 'Rou', and Jiang Fuhai from the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent the reward Xuan Ling ordered.

A pair of sapphire bracelets, Jinkun-dotted narcissus hairpins, Linglong dotted emerald grass-headed worm-inlaid gold hairpins, double-eared white jade lotus pendants, and several pieces of plain brocade.

An Lingrong used a tureen to skim off the foam from the tea leaves, and took a sip of the tea, just smiling a bit as if she was rewarding so many things, she really felt sad for the current queen.

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