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

The next second, sure enough, he had said what he wanted to say.

Before speaking, the emperor deliberately paid attention to An Lingrong's expression.

"Now that I have returned to Bauhinia City, I have just finished the Mid-Autumn Festival. All the things are complicated, and I am afraid that the queen is mentally exhausted. What I mean is that I want Concubine Hua to help me a little bit, and then I will be promoted to a higher position, so that Rong'er can rest assured and take care of herself. But, what do you think?"

After saying that, the emperor's sharp eyes tried to find any trace of displeasure and anger on An Lingrong's face.

But An Lingrong had long expected the emperor's love for Concubine Hua and his tolerance for her.

So she just smiled and seemed to be listening to his words carefully.

After breathing evenly, An Lingrong turned slightly to the side of the emperor, then smiled at him and said, "What do you mean, the Queen?"

The emperor's tone was a little stagnant, "I haven't told the queen yet. Let me ask you first."

An Lingrong smiled slightly and said: "The emperor is considerate of your empress, so there is nothing wrong with her."

He hurriedly said: "Concubine Hua is indeed impatient sometimes. I originally wanted to be yours, but you entered the palace not long ago, your qualifications are still young, and you were promoted to the concubine prematurely. This matter of cooperating with the Sixth Palace..."

The emperor didn't say everything, his eyes were focused lightly, with some apology.

An Lingrong pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then said slowly: "The emperor's intention is good, and the empress will have no objection to it. It's just that the emperor has not thought about it. As soon as General Nian won the front line, the emperor immediately resumed Concubine Hua's role as assistant to the Sixth Palace." Quan, promoted to the position of Concubine Hua."

"Those who know naturally say that the emperor cares about good generals and heroes. Those who don't know probably ignore the emperor's wise command and only say that the emperor relies on the Nian family to win the battle, so he can't wait to use Concubine Hua as a win-win."

The emperor fears most that others will say he is useless, and he is even more afraid that his ministers' achievements will shock the emperor.Although the force of this needle thrust is harsh, it is expected to be useful.

An Lingrong carefully observed the changes in his expression and continued: "There is that stupid person who likes to gossip behind his back. Your Majesty, don't take it to heart."

An Lingrong paused for a moment, seeing a vague expression of anger on his eyebrows, and continued: "It's just the same. General Nian has achieved great success, and Concubine Hua must be overjoyed at this moment."

When the emperor heard this, he closed his eyes slightly and his face was as calm as water, faintly hiding the turbulent waves.

An Lingrong knew that he had heard this.No more words were spoken.

She is not Zhen Huan, who kneels down in front of the emperor at every turn. She has the confidence and ability to sit next to the emperor and tell the truth that cannot be criticized.

The ticking sound of copper leaks seemed to hit her heart. An Lingrong listened to the time passing by her ears in silence.

After a while, the emperor sighed, "I'm afraid no one in this palace except you would dare to analyze the pros and cons with me so straightforwardly."

An Lingrong brought tears to her eyes at the right time, but she was stubborn and refused to fall. She was about to fall, and said: "What I said today is not because I am jealous of Concubine Hua, but because I hope that the emperor can weigh the pros and cons. On the basis of fairness, the second is not to damage the emperor's power of heaven, and the third is to wait for the festival to seal it, then it will be justified and the six palaces will celebrate together."

An Lingrong had already calculated clearly that the festival must be a big festival. The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the next step is New Year's Eve. It is not appropriate to add seals in the new year, so she has to wait until the Lantern Festival.

Who knows what the situation will be like, so I will avoid this hurdle first and then plan slowly.

The emperor looked at An Lingrong, with a slight wave of tenderness in his eyes. He thought about it carefully for a moment and said: "It's hard for you to think so carefully. It's okay, it's just a thank you to the queen."

An Lingrong said: "The emperor doesn't need to worry about the queen. The queen is also familiar with the affairs of the Sixth Palace, and there are female officials to help. There won't be any problems, the emperor can rest assured."

Seeing that he didn't agree, An Lingrong couldn't say any more.

Seeing that he didn't move his chopsticks after talking for a long time, An Lingrong ordered Baojuan to bring another cup of almond tea.

After drinking the tea, she looked at her confidants standing below and said gently: "The food in the small kitchen was very good today. You can share it with you."

Everyone thanked them, and the emperor said, "You are kind to your servants."

"It's hard for them to be slaves and maids in the palace. If Rong'er doesn't treat them well anymore, it would be really pitiful. Once the slaves feel resentful, the things the masters tell them will not be done well. It will be harmful to others and themselves. It’s no good.”

The emperor nodded with satisfaction: "Seeing that you are so tolerant and know how to control your subordinates, I really should let you continue to co-manage the Sixth Palace."

An Lingrong just kept a decent smile and said, "I am a young concubine, so the emperor is joking."

As he spoke, he spat in a low voice and laughed in his ear: "Being considerate to them sounds disgusting. Isn't this concubine not considerate enough to the emperor?"

"Concubine Hua's mother-in-law has merit, so the emperor would like to spend more time with her."

But he said: "It's hard to stay with you. The war is victorious, and there are still many things to be arranged. I'm afraid I won't be able to leave the imperial study room these days."

An Lingrong understood and said: "Your Majesty is working hard on state affairs, so you must take care of yourself."

The emperor put a few fried wolfberry sprouts in oil and salt into An Lingrong's bowl, and said with a gentle smile: "This tastes good, you should try it too."

An Lingrong thanked her with a smile, looked at these wolfberry sprouts fried in oil and salt, and stopped eating after a few bites.

After finally finishing breakfast, Su Peisheng reported that the cabinet ministers had been waiting in the imperial study room of Yiyuan Hall for a long time.Seeing him leaving in a hurry, I didn't have to continue to fake a smile.

An Lingrong was silent and just lost in thought. The gold armor worn on the ring finger and little finger of her right hand scratched the pear wood table, leaving faint white traces.

Jin Xi looked down at her toes and said: "The more we win in the southwest war, the more this matter will be raised. This will happen sooner or later. The queen must prepare early to be prepared."

An Lingrong held her head and answered with a smile: "If it weren't for Concubine Hua, why would I have planned Yin Changzai and the noble Fucha for so long? I just hope that Cao Qinmo will know something and help me..."

Jin Xi smiled silently: "I have always thought that if the empress is too kind, she will cause endless troubles. Now it seems that I am overly worried."

An Lingrong looked at her with a smile: "Jinxi, if I'm right, you are the number one around me, but I've been thinking about why you are so devoted to me since we can't get along for more than ten years."

Jin Xi also smiled, her eyes calm: "Do you believe in the fate between people? This slave does."

An Lingrong laughed, "This is a good reason."

An Lingrong looked back at her: "Everyone has their own reasons for doing things, but no matter what the reason is, as long as your heart is loyal."

After saying that, An Lingrong signaled her to go out and started tinkering with the spices again.

After a while, An Lingrong yawned slightly.

Considering that Concubine Hua has been in the palace for a long time, her power is also intertwined, and the power of the family cannot be underestimated.

For a time, the concubines in the palace gradually faced each other.

Even though they were evenly matched, the harem maintained a superficial calm and stability.

When the autumn wind blows, a light single coat can't stop the cool breeze.

It's just that the cool touch doesn't make people feel cold, but a kind of light and peaceful comfort.

The sweet and fragrant osmanthus falls like rain, also silently, lingering on the temples and the tip of the nose, which is intoxicating.

After taking a nap, Jiang Zhongmin, the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, came over personally to say hello.

After Huang Guiquan was punished for poisoning the princess, An Lingrong and Concubine Jing jointly proposed Jiang Zhongmin as his successor, and single-handedly took charge of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

After being promoted, he naturally understood who he was taking advantage of, and he became more and more attentive and careful about the Yongshou Palace where An Lingrong lived. He wanted to repay An Lingrong for promoting him with his heart.

As for Concubine Jing, she was also taken care of there, but not as much as An Lingrong.This time he came, but he was more excited than before. He carefully brought up a tray covered with bright red brocade.

An Lingrong couldn't help but smile: "What an incredible thing, handle it carefully like this."

He smiled happily: "The emperor specially gave it to my little master. I will know it as soon as I see it."

On the base of the gilt tray was a pair of splendid and splendid palace shoes, which dazzled the eyes with precious light.

Even though Jin Xi was well-informed, she couldn't help but be stunned.

The vegetable jade used as the sole is a famous species of blue field jade, with a green color, warm and dense tentacles, and is lined with various precious spices.

On the toe of the shoe is a Hepu pearl as big as a thumb, which is round and huge and dazzling. It is embroidered with silk threads and various gemstones and rice beads to form a pattern of mandarin ducks and lotus flowers.

It’s nothing more than jewelry, but the uppers are actually made of Shu brocade embroidered with gold and gold. Shu brocade has always been praised for its beauty and beauty.

What's more, it's Sichuan brocade embroidered with gold and gold. It takes a hundred women from Sichuan to embroider for three years to get one piece. It's so luxurious and precious that the price of one inch can be compared with that of a bucket of gold.

It has never been easy for a woman in the palace to even see her, let alone to make luxury shoes.

An Lingrong accepted it with a smile and couldn't help but smile: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward."

In an instant, she stood up with a smile.

Because he saw the emperor stepping in behind Jiang Zhongmin, he looked very good. He saw An Lingrong taking the pair of jade shoes and looking at them, and said with a smile: "Put them on and let me have a look."

An Lingrong walked back to the back hall, took off her silk shoes and put on jade shoes.

The emperor smiled: "Although a woman's feet should not be shown to anyone other than her husband, why should you be so careful?"

An Lingrong lowered her head and smiled: "Does it look good?"

He praised it, "It fits your feet just right. It seems I was right."

An Lingrong raised her head: "What?"

He held An Lingrong in his arms and said, "I ordered the people from the Acupuncture Bureau to make the shoes into four-inch and two-inch shoes. It's true."

An Lingrong turned her head to think about it and asked, "I don't seem to have told the emperor about the size of my feet."

He laughed horrifiedly, "I have been sleeping with you for many days, how could I not know this?"

He paused and said, "I specifically asked the needlework ladies in the embroidery academy to embroider them into mandarin ducks..."

He stopped and said no more.

When the night was filled with frost and fog, An Lingrong stood up with her clothes on. The brilliant brilliance of the stars became more and more distinct in the quiet night. It seemed that the sky was filled with bright diamonds. The bright brilliance was almost amazing.

The emperor tenderly embraced An Lingrong, and together he and An Lingrong cut the pair of bright candles under the west window.

An Lingrong smiled and just leaned in the emperor's arms.

Why should we cut the candles from the west window together, but talk about the rainy night in Bashan? That is a beautiful sentence in the poem.

The emperor was silent, leaning down to cast a soft shadow, which overlapped with An Lingrong's shadow and became one person.

The next morning, An Lingrong, who was favored, naturally wanted to stay away from the spotlight to avoid being caught and scolded behind her back.

So, she served in the Queen Mother's palace and copied Buddhist scriptures for her.

Perhaps it was because she was promoted to a concubine, helped Princess Wen Yi, and previously gave many things to the Queen Mother.

The Queen Mother was also very kind to An Lingrong at the moment, but she was always quiet and didn't like to talk.

An Lingrong was by her side and she didn't dare to say another word easily.

The streamer is always silent.

Many times, the Queen Mother just knelt and recited scriptures silently in the inner hall, while An Lingrong copied the boring Sanskrit text word by word behind her.

Sandalwood was burning in the Boshan stove on the table. The smoke from the stove was silent and lingering faintly. Her expression was as calm as if she were outside the country, and the space between her brows was as misty as the light wisps of Boshan.

An Lingrong said softly: "Does the Queen Mother also like sandalwood?"

She said: "People who believe in Buddhism all use sandalwood. I can't say whether I like it or not."

She raised her eyes slightly and looked at An Lingrong, "The concubines in the harem rarely use this fragrance, how come you know it?"

"I, my concubine, use it sometimes to calm your mind. It's better than benzoin."

The Queen Mother smiled: "That's right. Unfortunate things are inevitable in life, just know how to deal with them."

The Queen Mother's eyesight was not very good, and the words in the Buddhist scriptures were so small that she often struggled to read them.

An Lingrong then wrote in a square and large font, which really pleased her.

Occasionally, she read the handwriting written by An Lingrong and smiled lightly: "The handwriting is pretty, but it lacks a bit of grandeur. But it's still pretty good. After all, it's because she's still younger."

An Lingrong stood there, patiently listening to the Queen Mother's teachings, and pointed out that the Queen's handwriting was very beautiful, and she could even write with both hands at the same time.

When the Queen Mother heard that An Lingrong mentioned the Queen, she just smiled indifferently.

Quietly looking at the wintersweet blooming alone in the corner of the hall, twisting the beads one by one in his hand, he said slowly: "The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from the bitter cold. No matter how good your calligraphy is, you have to work hard and practice it slowly. It does not happen overnight." As a result, the queen put in a lot of effort in practicing calligraphy every day."

The Queen Mother said: "Concubine An has a good foundation."

Her slightly closed eyes opened slightly, and she said with a half-smile, "I'm afraid I haven't written much since I accepted the favor."

An Lingrong knew that the Queen Mother was nodding at her, and her voice was as low as a mosquito, "I am ashamed of myself."

However, the Queen Mother smiled gently and said, "How could I be calm enough to write well when I was young? The emperor loves you and will inevitably like your company. It doesn't matter if you neglect writing. Whether the emperor likes it or not does not care about whether the handwriting is good or not. .”

"I know, I would like to thank the Queen Mother for your teaching."

The weather was getting warmer day by day. I got up early that day to pay my respects to the queen. As soon as I entered the palace gate, I heard laughter and laughter in the Nuan Pavilion in the west palace.

An Lingrong went in with a smile on her face and bowed first. The queen smiled and said, "You guys have made an appointment today. It's almost the same when you come."

Only then did An Lingrong see Concubine Hua sitting on the chair at the east end of the Queen's Seat, Concubine Qi on the chair at the west end, and a group of concubines sitting on each side.

Nowadays, the nobleman Fucha's belly is getting bigger, but his figure is graceful and timid, especially weak and noble among the flowers.

Everyone saw the ceremony, and An Lingrong sat on the chair opposite Concubine Hua and next to Concubine Qi.