After transforming into An Lingrong, he became the King of Juan and was crowned the Sixth Palace.

Chapter 26
When Concubine Qi finally let go of her pride and expressed her loyalty to her, An Lingrong felt warm in her heart.

She knew that she had never invested in the wrong person. In the harem, Qi Erha was the one who was easy to deceive and support.

An Lingrong, who was very happy in her heart, still had the fearful and uneasy expression on her face, and said: "Sister, I have broken my sister. How can any concubine salute a nobleman? Sister, get up quickly."

"I also ask my sister to agree to my sister's request. I don't expect the emperor's favor anymore. Only these three elder brothers really make mothers worry."

Before the third elder brother came of age, before he was given the title of prince by the emperor, before he went out to open a mansion and have his own territory, Concubine Qi's heart hanging in her throat really couldn't let go.

Otherwise, with her relatively poor mother's family, her status as a concubine, and her contribution to giving birth to the emperor's third brother, not to mention Concubine Hua, even the queen would have to respect her.

But in order for the stupid third elder brother to win the emperor's favor in studying, she had to serve the queen carefully and compete with Concubine Hua.

Concubine Hua usually wins. From now on, she will never be defeated again!

Because she has An Lingrong, a noble person who understands human nature better than the queen and sympathizes with the third elder brother.

With Qing Guiren as an external brain, Concubine Qi felt that her body became stronger and she could eat ten bowls of rice in one breath.

Looking at Concubine Qi who suddenly became energetic and rosy-faced, An Lingrong shook her head slightly, understanding that this was the life of a mother, working hard for her son.

That's why she was unwilling to drink good pregnancy medicine and strive to have a child as soon as possible.

An Lingrong, who was cold-blooded in some aspects, was not sure whether she could raise a child belonging to the emperor in this cannibal harem.

And watched him grow up and become an emperor respected by thousands of people, or a prince who was suspected by his brothers.

"Oh, Concubine Qi, I promise to visit you more often in the future, but I can only visit quietly without being discovered."

An Lingrong's face was full of calculations about Concubine Hua and the emperor, and she said: "On weekdays, my sister still has to act like she is kissing the empress and doesn't like Concubine Hua or the concubines."

"This is not only for the concubines in the harem, who are not familiar with us, but also for the emperor to see that we understand that our relationship is very bad and that we can't talk at all."

Seeing the incomprehensible expression on Concubine Qi's face, An Lingrong said calmly: "We are unfamiliar with each other on weekdays. Only by helping to speak at critical moments can we play a decisive and decisive role."

"If one day Concubine Qi makes a mistake and the emperor is about to punish her, but the concubine who has always been at odds with the empress and is well known in the palace jumps out to speak for the empress, do you think the emperor is confused and hesitates to punish the empress? ?”

"I understand. Thank you very much, Lord Qing, for your advice."

Concubine Qi looked like she understood An Lingrong and greeted Cui Guo to see her off.

She had digested so much knowledge today, and she wanted to take it easy in a few days so that she could find a good teacher for her third elder brother, and teach him how to ride horses, archery, and fight.

Seeing that Concubine Qi had listened, An Lingrong covered her mouth and smiled, and left the palace quietly.

As luck would have it, the eunuchs from Yongshou Palace came over with several large pots of sour plum soup that was fragrant and air-conditioned.

Seeing that the sour plum soup was delicious and delicious, An Lingrong ordered the eunuch to give a pot to Concubine Qi, another pot to Concubine Hua, and sent the rest to the imperial study. She wanted to talk to the emperor and strive for the day. Another volume about the concubines in the harem.

Let them focus on the emperor as soon as possible instead of the favored concubines.

We are all just making do with each other, so why bother making things difficult for each other?
When they arrived at the imperial study room, An Lingrong, who knew very well, quietly stuffed some money into Su Peisheng and said: "Eunuch Su, I made some gadgets to relieve the heat and relieve the heat. I want to present them to the emperor. I also hope that Eunuch Su will inform you and take a look. Does the emperor wish to see the concubine?" "Oh, what I said is so embarrassing for the slave! Please wait a moment, sir, I will ask the emperor for instructions."

The emperor, who was so angry at his third elder brother, didn't want to see An Lingrong at first, but he learned from Su Peisheng that An Lingrong had brought a fragrant, unexplained gadget to relieve the heat.

The memory of the two of them having just met was suddenly brought back. The scent of An Lingrong at that time made him obsessed with it, and even Huang Eniang felt disgusted by it.

Thinking of this, Daju smiled and waved his hand, signaling Su Peisheng to bring him over.

He sat on his seat, reviewed the memorial, and waited for An Lingrong to come in and serve him.

An Lingrong brought the ancient sour plum soup exuding the fragrance of osmanthus and placed it on the table, and then elegantly poured a cup of sour plum soup for the emperor.

"Your Majesty, this is the sour plum soup that I cooked all afternoon and made according to the ancient book's method, but it cost me a lot of money."

After taking the sour plum soup, the emperor subconsciously ignored An Lingrong's last little womanly complaint and took a sip of the sour plum soup that looked dark yellow and resembled rice wine.

Suddenly my eyes lit up and my eyebrows flew up.

Sure enough, Qing Guiren's craftsmanship is good. Although the ingredients are not as good as the meals specially prepared for him by Concubine Hua of Yikun Palace, it is second only to this.

He had drank a lot of this kind of sour plum soup during the hot summers in previous years, but it had never been as fragrant as An Lingrong's, with a slightly sweet aftertaste and a mouth full of aromatic taste.

"Good, good, good!"

The emperor said three good words in succession, which was enough to prove that An Lingrong's sour plum soup this time relieved the emperor's anger towards the third elder brother's academic dissatisfaction.

"The sour plum soup cooked by the Qing nobles for me is better than what I have tasted in previous years. I don't know what good things were added to it, but it actually makes me want to drink another bowl."

Saying this, the emperor suddenly remembered what the queen once said when eating. The ancients said that if you can't eat more than three mouthfuls, you will be framed if you eat too much.

Then his face darkened, he slapped his lips, and added, "If I want to drink three more bowls, Qinggui thinks it is good or bad."

These words almost burned An Lingrong's CPU. She thought for a moment and thought of the bowl of fish soup that the queen made for the emperor from the original work.

She vaguely remembered that it was the queen who said that the ancestors' rules were there, and if the emperor liked it, he would not do such a disappointing thing in the small kitchen tomorrow.

Based on the emperor's current expression, An Lingrong probably guessed who the emperor was showing off his sudden cold expression to.

"I think that the emperor is the emperor in this world and has dragon veins to protect his body. Even if he drinks ten more bowls, is it not an exaggeration?"

"Oh?" Hearing a completely different answer from the queen from An Lingrong, the emperor was very happy, but he hesitated on his face and said: "The ancestors once made a rule that the emperor's meals should not exceed three mouthfuls. , Mr. Qinggui, what do you think?"

Sure enough, her guess was right, the emperor was really concerned about this matter!

An Lingrong looked respectful, but what she actually said made the emperor happy.

"Concubine..."

(End of this chapter)