Chapter 61 An Lingrong 4
After arriving in the capital after a long journey, An Lingrong and her group went back to the inn they had stayed in before and specially booked a small independent courtyard that was prepared for those who were not short of money.
"Uncle Li, thank you for helping us take care of the chores outside these days," Ling Rong gently instructed an elderly man. This old man was Biqing's father. He used to be a good farmer, but he injured himself in the work and only had Biqing and her brother.
Later, to escape disaster, they left their hometown. After wandering for a long time and seeing that they could no longer survive, Biqing sold herself and entered the An family as a maid. Although Lingrong had limited funds, she had always been generous to them. Now Uncle Li was responsible for managing the An family's newly purchased land, and her son became an employee in her family's spice shop. The family was prosperous.
This time, An Lingrong brought not only Aunt Xiao but also this old man. Although Uncle Li was quite old, he was a single man with a son and a daughter, and not only did he not die on the road, but he also made it to the An Mansion. This shows his courage and insight.
With him and a few servants escorting her along the way, An Lingrong had less to worry about.
"Don't worry, young lady. I won't let outsiders interfere with your important work." Uncle Li wasn't like the average old farmer who only cared about filling his stomach and enjoying his retirement. Instead, he had the air of a martyr in his twilight years, full of ambition. Being respected and valued by An Lingrong, he felt incredibly motivated. He immediately led his horse, called a few servants, and went with him to the front to take up residence.
The four maids brought by Lingrong also performed their duties and soon the yard was clean.
For a period of time thereafter, Lingrong hardly ever stepped out of the courtyard, and all matters requiring someone to be present were handled by Uncle Li and Aunt Xiao.
Although it is still a TV series, the background of the Qing Dynasty is much more severe. She can no longer act as boldly as before.
Moreover, the SZ-type transformation potion she took was based on her own appearance, further enhancing her beauty. She had now evolved from a simple, delicate girl into a stunning beauty, but her facial features were not particularly aggressive, meaning she could no longer maintain the chivalrous style of her previous life; it simply did not suit her face.
It was not safe enough in front of the more autocratic and suspicious emperor.
Therefore, she deliberately portrayed herself as a cool beauty, a woman with a cool temperament and elegant appearance, who would be liked by the emperor, the old intellectual.
Of course, she couldn't always be so reserved. The emperor would sense her ethereal and pure side after interacting with her. It was like a fairy descended from heaven, seemingly unapproachable, yet truly innocent and pure at heart. Only the emperor could see the loveliness beneath her aloof mask.
That’s right, this time she is going to be the Fairy Sister, but it is more suitable for the Qing Dynasty version.
On the day of the selection, Uncle Li personally drove the carriage, so she was naturally not late. As soon as she entered, she stood in the order of the Eight Banners, Manchu, Mongolian, and Han. After all the procedures were completed, she felt relieved.
In this life, she would naturally not run into the eldest daughter of the Baoyi Zuoling family again, but she still planned to make friends with Zhen Huan and the others. It was not for any other reason, but compared with the two existing forces in the palace, Lingrong felt that neither of them was suitable for survival.
Hua Fei was arrogant, domineering and unreasonable. She thought she had no masochistic tendencies and ran to Baba to be someone's dog.
As for the Empress, An Lingrong thought she had gone mad. Honestly, she was quite pitiful, having never even come to hate the Emperor who had caused her so much pain. But what did that have to do with her? She had entered the palace to become Empress, not to do charity. For someone with a modest family background like her, achieving a high position depended on favor and pregnancy.
So, could she join a gang like "Duo Le Ma"? Absolutely not!
But she couldn't do without her own small group. Although she held the script, people would change. With her looks, she would definitely not be unknown when she entered the palace. When the time came, there would definitely be open and secret attacks against her. With Zhen Huan as her shield, she could share the firepower and work together to show off her strength to other people in the palace.
Before she could even think about how to get close to Zhen Huan in this life, she heard Xia Dongchun yelling in the palace with the same arrogant tone as in her previous life:
"Don't you have eyes when you walk? Didn't you see me when you bumped into me?"
When she turned around, she discovered that the person she bumped into was actually Zhen Huan?!
Shouldn't it? Does the plot start to change from here?
An Lingrong was a little surprised, but she took it well. She had been prepared for the plot to be disrupted by her little butterfly. With the system and her memories of two lifetimes spent in the palace, Lingrong was confident that she could still fight her way out of this life on her own.
On the other side, Zhen Huan felt unlucky. She had never wanted to enter the palace in the first place, so she had been feeling listless. Just now, while looking around bored, she saw a beautiful woman with extraordinary temperament, which reminded her of Cao Zijian's "The Goddess of Luo River". Before she could take a closer look, she found that her handkerchief was with Shen Meizhuang.
When she ran to find Sister Mei, she couldn't help but look back at the beauty again, and who knew she would run into this evil spirit.
"My younger sister is the daughter of Zhen Yuandao, the Shaoqing of the Dali Temple. I haven't asked you yet, sister?"
"Hmph, the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple isn't that high of an official." Xia Dongchun's arrogance was no longer as strong as before. However, looking at Zhen Huan's obviously more simple and elegant outfit, he still looked down at her with disdain.
"I'm Xia Dongchun, the daughter of the Baoyi Zuoling family. Why didn't you apologize to me when you bumped into me?"
"I'm so sorry. I was in a hurry to find my friends, so I was distracted and bumped into you. I beg you to be magnanimous and forgive me this time."
Zhen Huan didn't want to cause any more trouble at this time, especially since she was the one who bumped into the other person first. She quickly apologized and was about to leave.
"Hey - did I let you go?" When Xia Dongchun saw the other party apologize and turn to leave, she immediately felt that the other party was looking down on her, and stopped Zhen Huan from leaving.
Chen Meizhuang naturally heard the farce here, and didn't want to meddle in other people's business. But when she saw that it was Huan'er, she hurried over and wanted to explain to her.
"I have already apologized to you, sister. Are you going to be so unreasonable?" Zhen Huan stopped Mei Zhuang behind her and confronted the daughter of the Baoyi Zuoling.
"You bumped into me, and you think you're right?" Xia Dongchun hadn't expected the other party to be so sharp-tongued. She was so angry that she was about to attack him, but was stopped by a cold voice that suddenly appeared:
"The draft is about to begin."
Ling Rong stood a meter away from them, frowning slightly, and said with no emotion: "This is the imperial palace."
After saying that, without waiting for them to react, he slipped into his team.
What a joke! Was he going to let Xia Dongchun know that she was just the daughter of the Songyang County Magistrate and then laugh at herself? Of course, after showing off, she had to run away.
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