Chapter 111 An Lingrong 52
An Lingrong's Chengqian Palace and the Queen's Jingren Palace were not far apart, and they arrived there in a short while.
As soon as I entered, I saw Eunuch Su was also there.
"Oh, Concubine Yi, you're back."
"Eunuch Su, why are you here now?"
"The Emperor has issued an order, inviting you to dine in the Yangxin Palace."
An Lingrong, who didn't want to bother at all and just wanted to rest, almost had murderous intentions, but in the end she obediently got on the sedan chair.
"Your Highness, I pay my respects to you."
"Come here quickly. I thought you might be hungry in the Queen's Palace, so I asked the imperial kitchen to prepare some of your favorite dishes."
Yinzhen pulled her to sit down, and the eunuchs who filed in brought the breakfast dishes. Most of the meat dishes were her favorites, or rather, she only liked meat dishes.
An Lingrong's mood improved considerably. It was not enough to be in the Empress's presence, even if she drank a lot of water and still had to exchange witty remarks with her. At least she had the Emperor's breakfast of over forty dishes to enjoy.
Lingrong drank a bowl of shredded pheasant porridge, and also ate a large amount of fried meat with mushrooms, shredded chicken with cucumber, and stir-fried meat with yellow chives, accompanied by small steamed buns with elephant-eye chess cakes. She ate until she was full, along with various side dishes.
Yinzhen watched from the side and seemed to have a good appetite, so he ate a lot too.
Others thought she was just blessed with the way she ate, but Lingrong had long seen through it: it was simply because they had similar tastes. In the past, the emperor naturally ate no more than three meals a day, and the concubines, guessing his tastes and making arrangements, didn't necessarily guarantee a satisfying meal.
Now he has Lingrong, a privileged pregnant woman who shares his taste. By giving Lingrong a daily allowance, the emperor can eat whatever he wants.
After finishing the meal, Yinzhen discussed business with her: "I called you here because I wanted to tell you that your mother has arrived in the capital, but she is exhausted from the journey, so I will let them rest for two days. The day after tomorrow is your birthday, and I want to hold a birthday party for you and invite your mother to come."
Ling Rong shook her head upon hearing this: "Why bother showing off? I'm just a concubine, there's no need to make people think I'm arrogant."
But her face was full of nostalgia: "It is enough for the emperor to have Rong'er in his heart."
"I'm afraid I've wronged you." Yinzhen held her in his arms. Lingrong had suffered a lot of grievances these days, and he was afraid that he had not compensated her enough.
"Rong'er, don't feel wronged. As long as I have the emperor and the child, I am satisfied."
Lingrong didn't need these face-saving things, especially since her family hadn't even woken up yet, and they were already putting things on the fire. Furthermore, if they had invited their mother over according to the procedure, they could have said a few words. If they had held a banquet, they would probably only be able to watch from the table, across the crowd.
It is said that although Yinzhen is more humane than Zhazhalong, his emotional intelligence is really average.
I know you want to compensate me, but don't do it yet. Wait for me to figure out how to subtly remind you what I want as compensation.
"Well, the road from Songyang County to here is long and winding. Mother must be exhausted. It's all because of Rong'er, your unfilial daughter, that you've caused her to suffer."
"What are you talking about? Mother and daughter love is natural. Your mother must be happy to see you." Yinzhen patted Lingrong's back gently. "Besides, your brother has been serving you along the way, and I have also sent people to take care of you. I think it should be all right."
"Brother? That must be An Ke who came with them. That kid is down-to-earth and steady, so he should be safe." Ling Rong breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the emperor mention her brother, and it was obvious that she trusted her brother very much.
"You seem to be very confident in your brothers." The emperor, who had originally used this as an excuse to comfort her, became curious when he saw that she was really confident.
Tsk, it really is a big fat orange cat.
"Ke'er had grown up when I was home. I heard from my father that even though he was young, he acted like an old scholar, always acting like an old man. However, his talent for studying was limited, his strength was his willingness to endure hardship."
Lingrong's face lit up with a nostalgic expression as she spoke of this: "When I was little, there were many brothers and sisters in my family, and we would occasionally quarrel, but he was the only one who always took the blame and never said anything."
"I asked him, but he said that he was the eldest son and should bear more responsibilities. What a fool." Although she said this, looking at Lingrong's expression, you can tell that she is satisfied with her younger brother.
Yinzhen was also quite satisfied. He had already thought of a way to compensate Lingrong. Since it was difficult to get a higher position, he would see if her brother was suitable.
It also saves those people in the harem from talking about her family background all day long.
After coming out of the Yangxin Palace, An Lingrong, who had agreed not to hold a birthday banquet the day after tomorrow but only invite her mother, and who had also attracted the emperor's attention to her brothers, gave Su Peisheng a subtle wink.
She certainly didn't expect the emperor to always remember this trivial matter, and that's when Su Peisheng came in. He didn't need to do much, just mention it at the right time.
Lingrong on the sedan chair was basking in the rare good sunshine, with her eyes slightly narrowed as if she was closing them.
Now she just needs to wait for her biggest foundation to be in place, and then she can start planning some things with full freedom.
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"Isn't mother here yet?" Lingrong was unusually nervous about returning home, and asked this question as if she was expecting but also fearful.
"Your Majesty, ladies entering the palace still have to pay their respects to the Queen Mother and the Empress, so it won't be that quick."
"Oh, yes." Ling Rong didn't understand what He Ronglu meant at all. Nothing could enter her mind now, and she just responded subconsciously.
"Our queen is waiting for you."
Suddenly, Biqing and Ziyuan's excited voices grew closer, and An Lingrong stood up as if sensing something. Sure enough, she saw her mother standing before her, radiant and dressed in her imperial robes.
An Lingrong felt as if she were in a dream.
Is this what mothers are like? Or is this all just my imagination?
At this moment, the memories of her original body and her past life collided with each other, causing An Lingrong to fall into a brief period of confusion.
[Beep, beep, beep~ Wake up, baby! ]
【Wake up, wake up, turn it off quickly. 】
The alarm in her soul jolted her awake. Ling Rong quickly walked to Lin Xiu's side, tears streaming down her face like a broken dam, flowing into Lin Xiu's eyes.
"Let me…pay my respects to Concubine Yi."
"Mother, mother... hurry up, hurry up." Lingrong cried so hard that her body was shaking. She seemed to be pregnant at this moment. She cried endlessly and couldn't stop.
Ziyuan and Biqing on the side hurriedly helped Lingrong to sit down, and He Ronglu also supported Lin Xiu, who was crying silently, and sat opposite Lingrong.
"Your Majesty, please don't cry. It will make Madam sad to see you. Besides, your time in the palace is limited. Your Majesty, please don't cry past the time limit."
Ling Rong paused, quickly wiped her face with a handkerchief, and took a deep breath for a long time before calming down.
When she finally spoke, she looked at her mother now and just smiled and asked, "Are you doing well at home now?"
"Okay, thanks to the queen, everything is fine at home, and I am fine too." Lin Xiu's face was relaxed when she said this, and it came from the heart. Lingrong knew that her mother was indeed living a comfortable life at home, and it was not just a cliché to comfort her.
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