[With his pride being so strong, how could the chubby orange cat possibly accept that his favored concubine had a county magistrate as her father? He'd at least want her appointed as a fourth-rank prefect, just to make it look respectable.]
[While the official rank may not sound high, it's roughly equivalent to the Party Secretary and Mayor of a prefecture-level city. They are in charge of the prefecture's policies and oversee all subordinate counties.]
All government affairs, including announcing national decrees, investigating crimes, adjudicating cases, governing the local populace, collecting taxes, and evaluating officials, were under his overall management; he wielded considerable real power.
[A three-year term as a county magistrate yielded 100,000 taels of silver. An Bihai was a muddle-headed man; how much of that 800,000 taels was used to cover up for others? He probably didn't even know himself.]
[Big Fatty Orange is broke, he's even thinking about cutting harem expenses. Seeing that Ambikai not only slapped him in the face but also embezzled so much silver, how could he not be envious!]
An Lingrong didn't know how red Da Pang Ju's eyes would be, but she knew that her own eyes were probably quite red right now.
She was having a hard time moving around in the palace; this damned plague-spreading thing was holding her back!
If you're going to die, go ahead and kill yourself. Why drag her and her mother down with you? Especially her mother, who has never received a single good thing from him in her life, yet has shed countless tears because of him.
By now, she was no longer the naive young girl who yearned for the imperial harem. She knew how difficult life would be for the daughter of a disgraced official in the palace!
No wonder she was bewitched by the Empress, risking her health to conceive a child she was destined not to give birth to; it must be because of him.
Ambiwa...
Sun Miaoqing had no idea that An Lingrong had already made arrangements for her father's later life, who was only good at bullying his own family.
Even if one wanted to persuade her to give Anbi Huai a less important position, it would all be just empty talk until she had served the emperor.
However, it's good to leave a seed in her heart.
Sun Miaoqing said, "You're glad that Uncle An's official position isn't high, but once he gains favor, the Emperor will eventually promote him out of consideration for his feelings."
"At the very least, we should arrange for him to be appointed as a prefect."
Upon hearing the words "prefect," An Lingrong felt as if a mountain was pressing down on her heart, making her uncomfortable whether she was sitting, standing, or lying down.
Helplessly, he said to Sun Miaoqing, "My father is not only cowardly, but also mediocre and irresponsible. The prefect is already a high position, in charge of tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people."
“It’s not that I, as a daughter, am unfilial, but that he simply cannot bear such a heavy burden.”
"Besides, I am of lowly status and have never even seen the Emperor's face. All of you sisters are more than ten times better than me in terms of character, talent and beauty. How could Lingrong dare to dream of the Emperor's favor?"
Sun Miaoqing said, "Whether one is favored or not does not depend on appearance or family background. It only depends on whether one can catch the Emperor's eye."
"Look at me, I'm not even as good-looking as you, but I've still become a regular at the Hall of Mental Cultivation."
If someone else had said this, An Lingrong would have just assumed they were showing off, but since Sun Miaoqing said it, she wouldn't have thought that way.
An Lingrong said, "How can Lingrong compare to my sister?"
Sun Miaoqing deliberately said that, and seeing that An Lingrong's expression remained unchanged and she was not displeased by the words, she felt that her role as a confidante these past few days had not been in vain.
It seems she has some talent for being a psychologist. However, An Xiaoniao's constant refusals and statements that she was unworthy were far too modest.
[You dared to drug Big Fat Orange with aphrodisiacs and tie it to your bed, what wouldn't you dare to do?]
[Courageous and resourceful, if this isn't enough, who is?]
An Lingrong: (#?Д?) Is she really that brave in the future?!
Giving the emperor aphrodisiacs... that kind of medicine.
An Lingrong felt her face burning. Regardless of what would happen in the future, she hadn't even touched a man's finger yet!
Sun Miaoqing couldn't help but think of the night An Lingrong practiced ice skating diligently and successfully regained the emperor's favor.
The dim, hazy lamplight, the gauze curtains hanging to the floor, the beautiful woman's supple, boneless body on the bed, her slender waist swaying like a willow branch.
Half-naked, vaguely visible, half-dreaming, half-awake. On the bed, the scent of incense mingled with desire within the pear-leaf-shaped curtains. Snow-white arms encircled the large, chubby orange's neck, warm, red lips, their passionate whispers and whispers driving the large, chubby orange wild with desire. Just thinking about it... it was all incredibly arousing.
[And then there are the darkest nights, when all is quiet, with birds and beasts silent. In the flowerbeds of the Imperial Garden, patrolling guards hide, only the occasional chirping of insects breaking the silence, along with the red mandarin duck-patterned undergarment worn by Consort Sun. That scene must be beautiful~]
An Lingrong glanced at Sun Miaoqing in shock. The person opposite her was clearly not being serious. She was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to lift her head.
Why does Sister Sun keep thinking about these things!
And who is Consort Sun, who was actually with the Emperor in the flowerbeds of the Imperial Garden...?
Oh dear, how shameless! Even the Emperor has no shame; his ears are not clean!
"Sister Sun, I suddenly remembered that I still have some things to take care of in the palace, so I'll head back first."
After saying that, An Lingrong blushed, turned around and left in a hurry, leaving Sun Miaoqing staring at her retreating figure, completely bewildered.
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