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

Chapter 11
In the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart, Daju was sitting reading a book. The queen on the side saw that the emperor was relaxed and did not seem to be worried, so she took advantage of the opportunity and said: "Today, Shen Guiren and Qing Changzai were the first to come to pay their respects to my concubine. How about tonight?" Let Shen Guiren sleep with you and serve the emperor."

Hearing this, Daju raised his head and glanced at the sky. The sky outside was gradually darkening. According to the rules, it was time to choose a new concubine to sleep with.

However, the queen did not allow men from the two flags to sleep with her, and insisted on choosing women from the Han army flag to sleep with her. Daju suddenly became suspicious.

Daju put down the book in his hand, looked at the queen and said, "Shen Guiren, Shen Guiren and Qing Changzai are interested."

The queen smiled and saw that Daju had no objection and recommended Shen Guiren again.

Shen Meizhuang's family background, appearance, and etiquette are all women that suit Daju's taste.

Therefore, with the Queen's promotion, Daju slowly let down his guard. He plated the beads in his hand and smelled the woody fragrance in the palace. For some reason, he thought of An Lingrong that day.

After thinking for a while, the conscientious Daju gave up on Guiren Shen and said to the queen: "It is better to let Qing Chang stay in bed. Her status is low and her family background is not prominent, so she will not easily cause disputes in the harem."

The queen's expression froze. She mentioned An Lingrong just as a foil to promote Shenmeizhuang. Why did the emperor want this small-scale man from a small family to sleep with Chang Zai?

Feeling that things were getting a little bad, the queen smiled guiltily and tried to dissuade the emperor from changing his opinion.

The emperor seemed determined to ask An Lingrong to sleep with him. In desperation, the queen had no choice but to give up her idea of ​​recommending Shen Meizhuang to the throne and compete with Concubine Hua.

A little Chang Zai actually caught the emperor's eyes. It was her miscalculation.

In the evening of the same day, Jin Xi hurriedly walked in and said to An Lingrong, who was about to pack up and go to sleep: "Congratulations, little master, congratulations, little master, tonight the emperor turned over the little master's sign and asked the little master to sleep with you." Woolen cloth."

As an old man in the palace, Jin Xi was happy for An Lingrong.

Her mistress was the first mistress called by the emperor to sleep with her after entering the palace. It can be seen that the emperor was thinking about her mistress every day these days.

"Huh? Seriously?"

An Lingrong felt that the matter was not that simple. Logically speaking, the person sleeping in the bed was either Shenmeizhuang or a nobleman from Fucha. Why was it her turn to be here all the time?

Could it be said that the spices specially prepared by Dianxuan really worked?
It was not in vain that she had worked so hard to make the spices for so long, and the money was flowing out in vain, just to buy expensive materials and reproduce them again and again.

"Really, little master, a special person will come to take the little master to the emperor's palace later!"

"I understand, you go down first. Oh, by the way, take off the broken silver hair on the table, just to please you."

"I understand, little master."

Jin Xi took the broken silver off the table with a look of joy on her face. She was right with the little master. The little master was worthy of her lifelong devotion.

Sure enough, at night, An Lingrong's exclusive car took An Lingrong to the Yangxin Hall to sleep.

Even when An Lingrong came here, she specially took a bath with essential oils to remove dead skin and dust that were not on her body.

The nun who was in charge of the bed was still business-like, and arranged for her to bathe and change clothes. After making sure that there was nothing on her body that could harm the emperor, the nun who was in charge of the bed came again and said some precautions.Seeing that An Lingrong was well prepared and there was no trace of embarrassment or embarrassment on her face, Grandma nodded and prepared to take the news back to the Queen Mother.

Immediately afterwards, An Lingrong was wrapped in a fresh quilt and sent to the dragon bed.

Seeing that the emperor hadn't come yet, An Lingrong decisively spit out the small pill stuck behind her teeth, pinched it with her fingertips, and exuded a fragrance that would not harm the body at all, but would only make the emperor and herself brave. .

After a while, the emperor walked in in plain clothes.

As soon as he entered the room, Daju smelled a different smell. He took a deep breath and said, "What kind of smell is this? It makes me feel so comfortable."

"Back to the Emperor, this is the essential oil that the concubine specially rubbed on her body after she learned that she was going to bed. It can reduce the sadness between the Emperor's brows."

Hearing An Lingrong's reaction was so interesting, Daju couldn't help but take a few steps forward, came to the bed and sat down, staring intently at An Lingrong, who had snow-white skin and black hair.

"This is quite interesting. Tell me, what am I worried about?"

"Since I entered the palace, I have often heard from the older generation of maids and eunuchs that the emperor was worried about the finances of the previous dynasty and wanted us little girls in the harem to reduce their income and set an example, so I specially used I bought ordinary mint leaves and made my own essential oil. Firstly, I wanted to set an example, and secondly, I wanted to soothe the emperor’s tense spirit.”

Hearing this, the look in An Lingrong's eyes was full of the attitude of a little woman, and her tone was very much like the girl in fantasy, she should be speaking words of concern like this.

Daju didn't know why, instead of talking to An Lingrong, he went to bed.

It was almost midnight and sleepless, Daju was addicted to An Lingrong's gentle countryside and couldn't extricate himself.

In order to deepen the emperor's good impression of her, An Lingrong boldly patted the emperor's back with her hand, her tone was hoarse and seductive: "Your Majesty, go to bed early. Lingrong will hum a song to the emperor."

With An Lingrong's modern children's songs and nursery rhymes changing the tone, the emperor, who had never been able to sleep well since he ascended the throne, actually slept until dawn, commonly known as entering a deep sleep.

The next morning, the emperor got up early and looked at An Lingrong with eyes full of love.

He really didn't expect that little Jiangnan would actually raise a woman who understood Xiaojia's attitude and fit all his fantasies about E Niang.

Moreover, the essential oil that An Lingrong made herself was indeed refreshing. Even after fighting for most of the night last night, the emperor still felt that there was nothing strange about his body and he was very energetic.

After walking out of the dormitory door, Eunuch Su outside the door had already prepared everything. After helping the emperor get dressed, he glanced at the silent interior from the corner of his eye. For a moment, he didn't know what to do.

The emperor, who was in a good mood, noticed Su Peisheng's little thoughts and took the initiative: "Leave a palace maid here to guard the place, so I don't have to pay my respects to the queen today! When she wakes up, we can send her back in a sedan chair." .”

Su Peisheng, who understood that the emperor was completely in love with Qing Changzai, raised a smile and said quickly: "I accept my order."

At the same time, many of the concubines in the Queen's Palace looked unhappy. Only Shen Meizhuang, who was informed in advance by Jin Xi and made preparations by An Lingrong, drank tea calmly.

Concubine Hua, who couldn't stand the silence, choked again: "Hey, Mr. Shen still wants to drink tea?"

(End of this chapter)