Chapter 72 An Lingrong 13
Biqing tactfully retreated when the emperor came in, leaving only Lingrong and the emperor in the room.
When Yinzhen saw that her face turned wooden after she was frightened, he, a man who had already figured out her character in these days, couldn't help but laugh in his heart.
He simply walked around Ling Rong and went straight to the table by the window and picked up the purse in the basket.
"Your Majesty, I haven't finished yet!" Sure enough, the little girl reacted immediately and reached out to grab the purse in his hand.
Yinzhen raised his hand casually, and Lingrong was no longer within his reach. She was even pulled into the man's arms: "An, it's broad daylight, you still have to follow the rules."
Lingrong angrily punched the chest of an emperor who was blaming her, and could only watch him admire her masterpiece.
"The embroidery is excellent. This boneless jasmine is truly beautiful in both form and spirit." The man held the purse in front of Ling Rong and said, "Why is it embroidered with jasmine? These flowers and plants are more suitable for you to wear."
Lingrong didn't talk back when he said this, but lowered her head, and her small, white earlobes turned pink again.
Seeing her expression, Yinzhen's heart moved. He kept these two words in his mouth and silently read them. He immediately understood the metaphor. Seeing her shy look again, he felt distracted. If it was not too early, he would have wanted to go to bed immediately and love her well.
"I understand your feelings," Yinzhen said, putting the purse into his sleeve. "I promise you, I will never let you down."
The two looked at each other lovingly for a long time until Su Peisheng came to report that Zhang Tingyu and Longkodo were waiting outside the hall.
Yinzhen had no choice but to return to the Yangxin Palace in a hurry. Before leaving, he did not forget to comfort her: "I will come to have dinner with you in the evening."
But in the end I didn't get to eat the meal.
The war in the northwest broke out again. Not to mention having dinner with the empress, even the emperor's birthday celebration had to be kept simple.
Now the emperor lived in the front court again and forgot about the harem.
At this time, Lingrong, who everyone thought would be sad because of losing favor, was actually lying on her small bed and didn't even get out of bed.
Not only was she not sad, she even happily wondered if she had become the chosen one in some book, and even God was helping her.
She had already served for five days straight, but Lingrong naturally refused to share the favor she had received. Just as she was struggling with what to do, the emperor suddenly left the harem.
She finally took it off the grill before it burned.
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"My sister looks so relaxed." As soon as Shen Meizhuang entered the room, she saw her lying on the small bed. Tea and snacks were placed on the small table beside her, and a pile of chestnuts were roasting on the stove. Baojuan was sitting on the footrest of the Luohan bed, placing the peeled chestnuts next to Lingrong.
When An Lingrong saw that it was Mei Zhuang, she didn't say anything. She just greeted the other party and then pulled Mei Zhuang to sit on the bed.
Because Zhen Huan couldn't come out, they had been helping each other during this period, not letting other women maliciously insult or frame each other. Now their relationship has made great progress, and they are almost wearing the same pants.
Mei Zhuang didn't bother to be polite with her. She sat down beside her and started chatting as if it were a family matter.
"A few days ago, Concubine Hua punished Fu Cha, who was born in a military family, in a way that was really shocking." Mei Zhuang said with a worried look in her eyes.
"How was the punishment?" Ling Rong asked knowingly.
"Of course, they called her over under the pretext of the Manchu-Han family relationship, and she spent the whole day copying books, grinding ink, and other such laborious tasks..."
"Isn't this all Empress Hua, kindly teaching Noble Lady Fucha how to serve the Emperor?"
Seeing that Meizhuang understood what she meant, An Lingrong naturally changed the subject and brought up another thing that made her happy:
"Now you are following the Empress to manage the six palaces. Are you able to handle the work?"
"To be honest, I was really anxious at first, and I was always in a mess. Fortunately, the Queen patiently guided me. Now, although I can't say that I am proficient in these things, I am familiar with them."
Mei Zhuang was obviously extremely proud of the fact that she could assist in managing the six palaces as soon as she entered the palace. When she talked about her job, her face immediately lit up.
"The Empress is kind, but unfortunately her health is not as good as Concubine Hua's." Lingrong sighed with a smile, as if she was really worried about the Empress' health.
"Who says it isn't? This year, the New Year's Eve, such a big event as the palace family banquet can only be entrusted to Concubine Hua. I heard that Concubine Hua has already started thinking about and preparing for a grand event. Sigh..."
Ling Rong couldn't help but laugh when she saw her sighing, "Little housekeeper, Concubine Hua organized the palace banquet and spent the emperor's money, or else she got the Nian Mansion to subsidize her. Why do you look so distressed?"
Mei Zhuang patted her forehead in annoyance. "I've been learning about government affairs from the Empress, and I've come to realize that there's a lot of unnecessary spending in this palace. The economy is bad outside, and there's unrest in the northwest. Even the Emperor approves of the Empress's frugality, so I'm a little distressed to see Concubine Hua spending so lavishly. And you're teasing me?"
Ling Rong's eyes flashed, but she still wore a faint smile: "There's nothing wrong with being frugal, but the Emperor himself didn't say anything about Concubine Hua's behavior."
"As for those palace rules, sister, think about it. There have been so many legitimate empresses throughout history, why has no one ever changed them?"
"The three of us sisters have only been in the palace for a short time and hold low positions, so it's best for us to be cautious."
Lingrong glanced at Baojuan, who was still sitting on the footstool, and gave her a meaningful look: "Baojuan, this tea has no flavor. Go and make some of my new Jiuquhong tea and let our Concubine Shen taste it.
Only after Baojuan left reluctantly did Lingrong sit up.
"What's wrong?" Mei Zhuang could see that she had deliberately sent them away. She thought she didn't trust the maids from the Imperial Household Department, but she didn't expect Ling Rong to directly give her a big surprise:
"A few days ago, I dug up musk kernels from under the pear tree in the yard. And the tea sets I use every day to make tea have all been soaked with safflower, which is said to cause infertility."
"How, how is this possible!" Chen Meizhuang was so dizzy from hearing all this news that she could only hold on to the bed. "Your palace has always been very strict, how could those harmful creatures sneak into Chengqian Palace?!"
"Yes, how can these things from outside flow into my palace?" Ling Rong sighed meaningfully.
As their eyes met, Mei Zhuang immediately realized that if they wanted to do this so secretly, there was only one possibility: someone else was plotting against them.
"Actually, I'm not afraid of these harmful things. At most, I'll be the only one hurt." Ling Rong attacked her again: "I'm just afraid that someday there will be more things in my house that can harm others. Then I'm afraid my family will be affected."
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