An Lingrong rode in the Phoenix Spring Grace Carriage and was taken to a side hall of the Hall of Mental Cultivation. Liu Mama, the head of the bedchamber, served her while she bathed, and told her what to pay attention to later.
"My lady, once you are ready, a eunuch will carry you to the dragon bed. You just need to wait patiently for the Emperor to come."
"Also, you must crawl up from under the Emperor's feet. This is a rule passed down from our ancestors to show obedience."
An Lingrong nodded shyly, "Thank you for reminding me, Granny. I understand."
Seeing how docile she was, Granny Liu was happy to say a few more words and offer some guidance, "It's inevitable that the ladies will be a little nervous when it's their first time serving the emperor. Please don't be afraid, the emperor is a very affectionate and gentle person."
On the surface, An Lingrong looked at Liu Mama with an expression of attentive learning, but in her heart, she thought of the cold, expressionless face of the fat orange cat on that day at Jingren Palace.
Judging from her appearance alone, she was somewhat disappointed.
Every young girl dreams of marrying a gentle, handsome, and charming young man.
Based on the chubby orange's appearance, age, and temperament, An Lingrong silently deducted sixty points from his score. But considering his status as the emperor, An Lingrong silently added a thousand points to his score.
When three eunuchs carried her onto the dragon bed, An Lingrong was wrapped in a light blue quilt, unable to see or hear anything outside.
The bedchamber was silent, and An Lingrong guessed that the chubby orange had not arrived yet.
She boldly reached out and pulled the blanket aside slightly, revealing a pair of bright, watery eyes that looked at the furnishings in the bedroom with both curiosity and caution.
The furniture in the Hall of Mental Cultivation is either red or purple, but the decorations such as gauze curtains and mosquito nets are all bright yellow. Together with the furnishings on one side, it gives people a magnificent and noble feeling.
The emperor's residence was indeed much more spacious and luxurious than her cramped and confined Mingse Residence...
An Lingrong turned her gaze back and suddenly felt something was wrong, as if she were being watched.
Turning her head and looking up, she saw the emperor lying beside her, propping his head up with one hand and staring at her with great interest.
Startled, An Lingrong pulled her head back and let the quilt continue to wrap her up.
After taking a few deep breaths, remembering why she had come, she mustered up her courage and poked her head out, looking shyly at the chubby orange cat, just like a little rabbit, which made the chubby orange cat's heart flutter.
亼、个、人、仌、汆......
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Early the next morning,
Xia Zi, accompanied by a string of eunuchs, delivered many gifts to An Lingrong's residence in Yanxi Palace.
"My lady, these things were specially sent by His Majesty. Do you like them?"
An Lingrong said, "Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. I am very grateful to Eunuch Xia for making this special trip."
Xia Zi said, "His Majesty said that the winters in the capital are long. Since Your Highness is from Jiangnan, it is inevitable that you will find it difficult to get used to spending the winter in the palace for the first time."
"Therefore, I specifically instructed the Imperial Household Department to prepare more charcoal for Your Highness to use at any time, so as to prevent Your Highness from getting cold."
An Lingrong was surprised that the Emperor would think of such things for her; it truly surprised her, and she said shyly,
"Since Your Majesty has considered everything so thoroughly..."
Xia Zi smiled and said, "His Majesty values Your Highness, so of course he considers Your Highness's needs in everything."
An Lingrong happily called out to Baojuan, who then took out a purse that she had prepared beforehand and handed it to Xiaxiazi.
Those who can serve the emperor are no ordinary people, and no matter how tight An Lingrong's finances are, they will not be short of benefits.
After all, it's difficult to get such people to do things, but it's very easy for them to do bad things.
Xia Zi skillfully tucked the purse into her sleeve and said respectfully, "This servant thanks Your Highness. Please rest well, Your Highness. This servant will not disturb you any longer."
An Lingrong said, "Please take care, Father-in-law."
After personally escorting Xia Xiazi to the door, An Lingrong turned to go inside, only to see Xia Dongchun and Xia Changzai standing in front of her room with complicated expressions, looking at her with a conflicted look as if they wanted to say something but couldn't.
An Lingrong and Baojuan instructed, "Go and ask Consort Xia if she would like to come over for a cup of tea if she has nothing to do. If she doesn't want to, then forget it."
Baojuan frowned, recalling Xia Dongchun's arrogant demeanor when she first entered the palace.
Taking advantage of their good family background and slightly higher rank than their mistress, they bullied them at will.
Fortunately, Heaven had mercy and only allowed this kind of person to be triumphant for a short time, not forever.
Otherwise, if they had lived together in Yanxi Palace and Xia Dongchun had truly gained the Emperor's favor, she wouldn't be living such a good life now!
It's already quite kind of them not to kick her when she's down, and now the young master has invited her over for tea. Baojuan was a thousand times, a million times unwilling.
However, Baojuan has also realized these days that An Ying, whom she follows, although she looks gentle and weak, is a person with her own ideas and is not someone who is easy to manipulate.
Baojuan agreed and went over to Xia Dongchun. Xia Dongchun seemed to hesitate for a moment, but still nodded in agreement.
If it were the Xia Dongchun of the past, An Lingrong would naturally have been too lazy to pay attention to her.
But now, Xia Dongchun has learned from her mistakes and become much quieter.
With a kind attitude of treating others well and planting more flowers and fewer thorns, An Lingrong didn't mind talking to her a few more times.
They live under the same roof, so they see each other all the time.
After the two sat down, An Lingrong had someone bring her a cup of sachets.
"I don't have any good tea to offer you, please don't mind, Consort Xia."
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