After transforming into An Lingrong, he became the King of Juan and was crowned the Sixth Palace.

An Lingrong's words coaxed the emperor to finish the meal happily.

The emperor stood up and went to the Nuan Pavilion: "Bring me the books I often read. I will read them for a while. I will talk to you after you wash up."

An Lingrong leaned forward and answered yes, and Baoping served An Lingrong and added a bowl of soup.

This night, the emperor stayed in Anlingrong Palace.

Late at night, the young eunuch was keeping vigil outside the bedroom. Baoping came out and looked around. Seeing that everyone in the bedroom was asleep, she ordered the palace people to put out a few palace lanterns and disperse by themselves to rest.

The next morning the emperor was about to go to court. An Lingrong served the emperor early and got up, then reminded Su Peisheng to wake Hongli up and get ready to go to the study room to study.

When the emperor was about to leave, An Lingrong had a thought in her mind and said with a smile: "The emperor's hair is a little messy. It's still early before the court. I, my concubine, should comb the emperor's hair."

The emperor smiled slightly, sat in front of the mirror and said, "I have never enjoyed such treatment from you before, and it is strange now."

An Lingrong smiled and said: "I want to be diligent and conscientious, but the emperor was busy with government affairs and did not slack off in his appearance. I just thought that it was just his hair that refused to give me a chance."

The emperor smiled and pinched her cheek: "She's getting better at joking."

An Lingrong took the rhinoceros horn comb and combed the emperor's hair loosely, combing it carefully bit by bit.

The emperor watched her dip her hair into the floral water and asked, "What kind of water are you using for combing your hair? Isn't it the ordinary dew flower water?"

An Lingrong smiled and said: "What's so good about dew flower water? I don't like the taste."

"The expenses saved by the palace were all spent on details. This flower water was added with mint, black root, sophora flavescens, angelica root, fleece-flower root, dried ginger, saponaria, gastrodia elata, mulberry, torreya, walnut kernel, and Platycladus orientalis. Leaves and other medicinal herbs are collected and mixed with snow water from winter plum blossoms and elm flower water. The fragrance is also blended with jasmine and gardenia. In addition to the pleasant and elegant aroma, it is often used to dip it in to comb hair. It can nourish the blood, warm the kidneys, and make the hair smooth. Black and strong."

The emperor smiled in a very gentle manner: "I thought you were very particular about how you use things, but it turns out that all the care is in this."

An Lingrong tied up the emperor's braided hair, knotted the bright yellow gold tassels and the eight jadeite pendants on the braids one by one, and then smiled and said: "My daughter's family only wants to make it so small. It's no better than the emperor." The latitude and longitude of the world in the chest.”

The emperor looked at the rhino horn comb in her hand: "I remember that you brought this comb in since you entered the palace. You can see that the coating around the rhinoceros horn is clean and moist. It must have been used when your daughter was at home."

An Lingrong stroked the comb lovingly: "I like things that last a long time."

The emperor held her hand, his face was full of spring smiles, and he looked more and more energetic and noble.

"People say that you will grow old until you grow old. I use your flower water to comb my hair all day long. Doesn't it mean that you will always have black hair until you grow old, and you are not allowed to grow old?"

Countless snow-white gardenias bloomed in the courtyard, and their asparagus-like flowers were as lustrous as snow and frost, filled with the cool fragrance of ice.

An Lingrong gave him a gentle look, half smiling and half angry: "The emperor always laughs at his concubines."

The emperor said with a somewhat serious look: "I am only ten years older than you. Although the years are long, we will slowly walk hand in hand, and there will always be a time when our hair will be as white as our eyebrows, and we will grow old together."

An Lingrong was unmoved, the inexplicable emotion in her eyes became even stronger.

There are so many women in the palace, just like the endless gardenias in the courtyard. The first one has not yet faded away, but the next one has already bloomed impatiently.

Their lives are still so long, the emperor is only twenty-eight, and he is only eighteen.

I don’t know how many fragrant flowers there are on the way back, and there are bees and butterflies lingering...

The emotions in her heart were undulating like clouds, and An Lingrong said with a smile: "When the time comes, my concubine will have chicken skin and white hair, and the emperor will not want to see it."

The emperor said: "You are a chicken-skinned person, so why am I not? This is the true love between two people who never tire of each other."

An Lingrong stretched her hands on the emperor's shoulders and pressed her head tightly against his neck, listening to the beating of his heart, as if it was a deep promise.

After a long time, she finally responded with this heart.

"As long as the Emperor is willing, I will always accompany the Emperor. No matter how far or how long, I will keep walking."

The premise is that Daju will not let down her feelings because of other concubines in the future.

So far, she has not taken the initiative to abort the children in the bellies of other concubines, but has only used other people's hands to plan something for herself.

The emperor smiled and kissed her cheek, and suddenly bit her butterfly pearl earrings.

"Just saying it doesn't count. I want you to bring something in response."

An Lingrong blushed and pushed the emperor: "What?"

The emperor raised his index finger and hissed, and said in her ear: "Look in the mirror, you and I are twinned, and our shadows are also twinned."

An Lingrong took a look at the mirror, which was made of lacquered lotus flowers. The flowers and leaves were all in pairs.

An Lingrong sneered: "If I think of it, I will naturally give it to the emperor."

The emperor refused to let it go easily: "I won't let you go."

An Lingrong nodded and watched the sky light up day by day: "Your Majesty, please get up quickly before it's too late."

It happened that there was a knock on the door outside, and it was Hongli's childish voice calling outside: "Eniang."

An Lingrong hurriedly opened the door and saw Baoping and Su Peisheng, one holding Hongli and the other carrying books for him.

Hongli came in and said hello respectfully: "Greetings to Huang Ama and greetings to E Niang."

An Lingrong hurriedly helped him up and combed his hair with compassion.

"Your hair is a little unkempt from sleep. I'll comb it for you before you leave."

After that, she took the comb and combed it for Hongli.

Hongli blinked his eyes, looking happy that his conspiracy had succeeded: "Mother, my son made his hair unkempt on purpose, so that you would comb it for me."

The emperor watched from the side and felt that he loved his son: "Your mother's hands are very soft, and it is very comfortable to comb her hair, isn't it?"

Hongli nodded vigorously, took the emperor's hand and hooked it with a happy look on his face.

The emperor felt pity in his heart and took Hongli's hand and said: "Huang Ama is going to the morning court, but it's still early. You come with Huang Ama. Huang Ama will send you to the minister's study room to meet your master today, okay? good?"

Hongli's eyes flashed with excitement, and he quickly said calmly: "Son, thank you Emperor Ama."

Before the emperor went out, he looked at An Lingrong who was seeing him off and said, "I'll tell you something first. Yin Changzai's pregnancy is my first child after spring. I'm very happy, so I plan to make her a noble person." She leaned close to An Lingrong's ear and said without words, "But I'm looking forward to you even more. I like both boys and girls."

An Lingrong resisted the urge to roll her eyes, but she didn't dare to show any emotion at all. She could only hold herself together and said, "I respectfully send you to your Majesty."

Hongli held the emperor's hand tightly and walked out, whispering all the way: "Huang Ama, my son can already memorize the Analects of Confucius..."

He said, turned around and winked at An Lingrong, and followed the emperor out.

Jin Xi sent it to the palace gate, then turned back in with a smile on her face: "The fourth elder brother is really smart, he knows everything right. If the emperor can personally send it to the study room, the fourth elder brother will never be wronged again in the future."

An Lingrong smiled to herself, thinking that she had not gone to see Chun Chang and Zhen Huan for a long time, and asked Jinxi to wash her up so that she could come out to meet the two good sisters later.

But who would have thought that Huanbi, who came to her door with a gift, walked straight into her territory without even saying hello.

Only Liu Zhu, who was following behind, knew etiquette very well. He bowed respectfully to An Lingrong and looked at Huanbi who was becoming more and more lawless in a panic.

"Concubine An! My little master asked me to..."

Hearing this, Jin Xi frowned slightly and was about to speak, but was stopped by the smiling An Lingrong.

An Lingrong's eyes fell on Huanbi, wandering around.

Huanbi felt a little embarrassed when An Lingrong looked at her. She touched her temples and cuffs uneasily, forced herself to smile and said, "What's wrong with Concubine An looking at this slave like this?"

An Lingrong's eyes lost their gentle warmth, and she said coldly: "The way you are dressed, you are almost as good as the Emperor's newly-appointed Xiu Xiu, but the calm and arrogant look on Xiu Xiu's face is not as much as yours."

Huanbi was a little embarrassed, touching the dense cherry red embroidery on her sleeves.

The color of the design must have been made by the little palace maid after taking apart and sewing it for a long time. Each petal of the embroidery is dotted with jade-colored stamens, paired with an even number of green leaves, falling on the emerald-pink clothing material, which is very special. bright.

Huanbi's embroidered shoes are also embroidered with flowers. The palace maid's shoes can be embroidered, but they should be plain.

Huanbi's pink and blue embroidered shoes are decorated with rouge-colored flowers, as if they are not visible to others.

An Lingrong frowned and said: "Before you entered the palace, you followed Sister Wan to study with the nanny. You know the palace motto. The palace maids should dress plainly, and their words and actions should not be frivolous, especially in dressing. Look, you should wear pink. It’s green, like a colorful glass ball, what’s the point of just looking at the surface?”

Huanbi's face turned red and she mumbled, "I'm thinking of my little master, so I dress up brightly."

An Lingrong looked in the mirror and combed her hair, and Jin Xi tied it into a full bun. She decorated it with a few green emeralds and chose a simple white jade hairpin.

"Are you happy for Sister Wan or are you happy for yourself because you got the good cloth and didn't keep it? You are the most distinguished palace maid in Suiyuxuan, the same as Liuzhu, but you have to understand that status It’s not something you get by wearing out-of-the-ordinary clothes.”

An Lingrong saw that Huanbi looked a little embarrassed and only rubbed the corners of her clothes without saying anything. She could only soften her tone and said, "Especially because the queen doesn't like the luxury in the palace. Although it is more relaxed now than before, and the concubines are allowed to use gold jewelry, but If a palace maid dresses too well, she must be punished."

Huanbi saw that An Lingrong's expression became a little more relaxed, and then she murmured: "This slave also knows that she is different from others, and she serves the young master closely, so..."

Besides, she is actually Zhen Huan's sister, and she is not a real dowry maid. Why should An Lingrong point fingers and say that she is not dressed appropriately?

At this moment, Huanbi compared herself with Liu Zhu because of An Lingling's reminder, and once again forgot how well An Lingling had treated her.

Seeing that she was so ignorant, An Lingrong looked at her nails that were stained with flowers and said quietly: "Except for the first lunar month and Longevity Festival, palace ladies are not allowed to wear red. Look at your clothes and shoes. If someone outside sees you, , you may have to hit a bamboo board. If you hit a bamboo board, the pain is a small thing, but the shame is a big thing. Let the eunuch who enforces the law take off your clothes and take off your pants. If you don't show any mercy, you will be ashamed to death."

Huanbi was startled and said hurriedly: "I'm just happy, I didn't think much about it. Concubine An, my servant..."

An Lingrong picked up a jade-leaf golden cicada pendant and was about to fasten it on her collar. Seeing her like that, she felt annoyed.

So, she scolded: "Hurry back to the palace and take them off. You are not allowed to wear these clothes, shoes and socks until the Chinese New Year. Do you want to bring the palace servants who have caused Shai Yuxuan to be punished with you?"

Huanbi lost face with An Lingrong and didn't even know how to explain things clearly, so she panicked.

Only Liu Zhu bravely held something in his hand again and dedicated it to An Lingrong.

In response, An Lingrong glanced at Liu Zhu and fell in love with this young palace maid even more.

You must know that in the original plot, Liu Zhu's death was also a regret in the hearts of everyone and her...

"Huanbi is doted on by sister Wan, and now she is becoming more and more frivolous. You live with her and give her some encouragement."

An Lingrong smiled angrily when she saw Liu Zhu was just silent.

"Yes, with her temperament, I may not listen to everything she says, let alone you? Just don't be angry with her, go ahead."

When Liu Zhu returned to Sui Yuxuan and returned to his room, Huan Bi, wearing only her middle coat, was crying on the dressing table.

He took off his clothes and threw them in a mess on the bed, like a ball of crumpled flowers.

When Huanbi heard her coming in, she quickly wiped her tears and said angrily: "Liu Zhu, tell the truth, I look good dressed like this, right?"

Liu Zhu smiled and said: "It's very beautiful, but..."

"It's just that Concubine An thinks I'm too good-looking and is afraid that I will steal the limelight from my little master. Just now when I was delivering the things, half of my figure fell into Concubine An's mirror. I didn't think it was disturbing anyone's eyes. I didn't expect that our little master Before the Lord said anything, Concubine An felt that I was an eyesore."

Huanbi whimpered and said angrily, "I obviously asked you when I went out dressed like this, but you don't think it's too arrogant."

Liu Zhu showed the right smile, but who could understand the helplessness in her eyes.

"Yes, yes, I think if Miss Huanbi doesn't dress like this anymore, it will be foolproof."

Huanbi just broke down in tears and smiled, but it was a pity that she had no brains, and it was also inappropriate to change her body. Back then, An Lingrong gave Zhen Huan the Su embroidered clothes and went out to hang out.

Liu Zhu sighed, held his head and told Xiao Yunzi what happened.

Xiao Yunzi originally wanted to explain the matter to Zhen Huan, but then he thought about Huanbi's temper and decided not to report it.

As everyone knows, Huanbi suffered a lot if a few people didn't tell her.

Not long after, Huanbi pissed off the queen and was punished to kneel, which reached the ears of Zhen Huan, An Lingrong, and Chun Chang who were chatting.

When Zhen Huan turned pale, she hurried over with everyone.

The queen and her entourage had already left, but Huanbi was the only one kneeling there, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Seeing Zhen Huan coming, Huan Bi hurriedly ran up to her, hugged Zhen Huan's legs and said: "My little master, save this slave, my master, save this slave!"

The bluestone tiles along the long street are all engraved with auspicious patterns. How could it not hurt?