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

Chapter 58 The Oath of the Red Candle
In the quiet harem at midnight, An Lingrong glanced at the man beside her who was sleeping with his eyes closed.

Feeling a little thirsty, she struggled to get up. The quilt made of Su embroidery was as smooth as jade and suddenly slipped down.

An Lingrong felt something was wrong and immediately turned her head. The emperor, who looked satisfied, leaned back and tilted his head to look at her.

"What is Rong'er doing?"

The emperor's voice was not loud, rather careless.

An Lingrong turned around and lost the desire to drink tea. She smiled slightly and said, "Rong'er is looking at the candle."

He propped up half of his body, pulled his pajamas casually and said, "What's so good about candles that you're so happy?"

"When Rong'er was at home, she heard about folk weddings. On the wedding night, a pair of red candles must be burned in the bridal chamber until dawn, and both candles must be extinguished at the same time to show that the couple will be together and grow old together."

"Oh?"

The emperor became interested, but he had never heard of such a statement.

An Lingrong felt slightly shy, holding half of the quilt, and said slowly: "But people burn dragon and phoenix candles, and the pair of red candles in front of me can be considered as such."

"You see the red candle shining brightly, so you are happy."

An Lingrong lowered her head and said nothing, which was enough for the emperor to look up to him.

Seeing An Lingrong's shy look, the emperor sat up and reached out to An Lingrong.

An Lingrong also reached out and held his hand, leaning into his arms.

An Lingrong saw that he was smiling but thoughtful, so she couldn't help but said softly: "Is the emperor smiling like a fool?"

He gently touched An Lingrong's shoulders and said in a low voice, "I just feel that you are innocent, frank and cute."

His voice was slightly lowered, and he added: "In my life, I have burned dragon and phoenix candles all night long."

An Lingrong was slightly stunned, remembering that the queen was indeed not qualified to burn candles with the emperor, she pretended to be confused and asked: "Isn't it twice?"

Hearing this, the emperor shook his head, with a hint of hardness in his tone: "Yi Xiu is the successor, and there is no need for the wedding ceremony."

An Lingrong turned her back, fearing that the emperor would see her face mocking the queen.

After brewing her emotions for a while, she couldn't help but silently glance at the emperor's expression.

At this time, the emperor showed no sign of displeasure or sadness. He only said calmly: "Every man in the world, except for monks and Taoists, most likely have a wedding night."

He paused briefly and said to An Lingrong, "Do you want to grow old together with me?"

An Lingrong remained silent and just stared at him. The candle shadow flickered red. His face was clearer and more handsome than usual. A faint light reflected between his eyebrows was very warm, and there was no hint of joking.

An Lingrong agreed in a low voice: "Yes."

A faint smile appeared on her lips, whether it was mocking her for having to fight against the women in the harem, or mocking the emperor's naivety, thinking that he was the only one who cared about the concubines in the harem.

With this thought in her heart, An Lingrong still maintained a humble attitude on the outside and spoke slowly.

"Every woman in the world thinks this, and Rong'er is just an ordinary person."

Fat Orange, who has always been used to being disappointed, wondered if he was moved by An Lingrong's usual involvement.

Just listen to his deep voice, which seems to have infinite sigh: "Do you know? Your worldly thoughts are what I lack most."

Then Daju hugged An Lingrong's body tightly and said sincerely: "I regard your heart as a treasure and I will never let you down."

An Lingrong smiled and cried, with mixed feelings in her heart, as if she had obtained an unexpected treasure. She raised her head and said, "Is there any pen and ink in the emperor's chamber?"

"What do you need pen and ink for?" "Rong'er wants to write it down. The emperor will not deny it if it is written in black and white on paper."

In fact, An Lingrong didn't finish her sentence, she was still hiding the second half.

If one day the emperor regrets and betrays her sincerity at this moment, then what awaits him is the plan to slay the dragon.

The emperor smiled brightly: "Rong'er is so childish. I am the emperor and I keep my word, so how can I rely on you?"

After reacting, An Lingrong also found it funny. How could she fall into the grave of love so easily?

She chuckled lightly and said, "Your Majesty, please go to bed early. We will have an early morning court meeting tomorrow."

He pressed a finger on An Lingrong's lips and said with a smile, "How can I sleep peacefully with you by my side?"

An Lingrong turned around in shame, and a chuckle came out of her throat.

The two fell into a new round of fighting, and it was An Lingrong who was defeated in the end, not the young and energetic emperor.

When An Lingrong woke up, it was already light outside.

Seeing that the emperor was not here, An Lingrong called softly: "I'm awake."

As soon as he said this, a group of palace maids waiting outside the palace filed in holding toiletries and clothes.

The leader was actually Fangruo, who loved Zhen Huan very much before entering the palace and had never been willing to talk to her.

Meeting an old friend, An Lingrong had a smile on her lips and looked at the bent old acquaintance with a smile.

Fangruo looked embarrassed. If the emperor hadn't happened to see her and ordered him to come and serve An Lingrong, she would not have been willing to come.

Because long before An Lingrong entered the palace, she had already stood in Zhen Huan's team and made a wave of early investments.

But who would have thought that Zhen Huan would become ill after entering the palace. On the contrary, An Lingrong, who was born in a small family in front of her, was suddenly promoted from Chang Zai to An Bin.

Fangruo felt uncomfortable thinking of this, but she had to abide by the rules and led the people to kneel down and salute: "Your Majesty, Jin An."

An Lingrong didn't intend to do anything wrong. When she saw Jin Xi standing there with a change of things ready, she motioned to Fangruo in front of her to get up.

Fangruo got up and said with a smile: "Your Majesty went to the morning court at the fifth watch. Seeing that the empress was sleeping deeply, I specifically asked not to disturb you."

An Lingrong recalled that she was tired from last night and her complexion was not very good. Fangruo just kept silent and said, "I will serve my young master to change my clothes."

After saying that, she and Jinxi helped her to stand up.

An Lingrong closed her eyes and let them wash up. She took the opportunity to ask Fangruo, "Why are you working here?"

Fangruo said: "This servant has been serving the Queen Mother and reciting sutras, and a talented person came to serve as an errand in front of the Queen Mother."

"It's a good job. What grade are you in now?"

"Thanks to the love of the Emperor and the Queen Mother, I am now a gentle man of the fifth rank."

An Lingrong took off a pair of fine jadeite and put it in her hand: "I didn't expect to meet you, and I didn't even prepare a gift. Please accept it out of caution."

Fangruo knelt down and said, "I don't dare to be a slave."

An Lingrong smiled and held her hand: "At this moment, I don't care about you as master or servant, we only talk about our past friendship."

"In the past, you helped Sister Wan and I learn palace etiquette. I should give you something substantial as a reward. It's just that my mother's family is not that prominent and not as wealthy as Sister Wan. I hope you won't dislike my pair of jade bracelets. "

When Fangruo saw An Lingrong say this, she rolled her eyes, knelt on the ground and put away the bracelet, and then said with a smile: "I didn't teach you well back then, and it was your empress's fault that she made her a concubine not long after entering the palace. , it’s only for me, this slave, to enjoy your concubine’s happiness a little more.”

(End of this chapter)