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

Yu Ying'er's failure to drown herself did not alarm anyone.

But not long after, An Lingrong learned from Jin Xi that she had been taken over by Cao Guiren and used as a flower arrangement maid.

Baojuan and Baoping, who looked down upon Cao Guiren, joked: "Cao Guiren has always been stingy, but he is willing to spend money to keep a palace maid who can draw illustrations by his side?"

"Look, maidservants, Cao Guiren may not want to imitate Concubine Hui's Cunju Hall, where the stolen red plums are planted everywhere."

An Lingrong was amused by the two people's performance, took a sip of tea, and was about to tell them to prepare dinner when the emperor walked in from the outside with a dissatisfied look on his face.

Su Peisheng, who was following behind, also had a sad face and lowered his head. He did not smile at Jin Xi like in the past.

Waving her hands for everyone to go down first, An Lingrong helped the emperor sit down and said some words of comfort.

She sat in the warm pavilion, watching the moonlight dye the clear paper on the windows into silvery white frost on the tiles, and the faint shadow of the curtains was imprinted on the blue gauze cupboard.

The emperor, who was so impressed, was looking attentively at the roster sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, while An Lingrong was quietly leaning on the stretching frame, embroidering stitch by stitch.

It was extremely quiet in the Nuan Pavilion. The only sound that could be heard was the slight sound of candle wicks being peeled off, and the crisp burning sound of red charcoal in the hollow plum blossom charcoal basin.

Tired of embroidering, An Lingrong stood up and went to the emperor's side. She said with a smile: "According to the custom, isn't it that the Ministry of Internal Affairs drafts a name after the child is born? Now Yingui will give birth in two months, and we don't know yet. It’s a boy or a girl, how come you’ve already decided on a name?”

The emperor unconsciously smiled with satisfaction and said: "The imperial doctor said, it's probably an elder brother. Of course, the princess is also good. It's not that I'm impatient. People from the Ministry of Internal Affairs know how to look, so I'll make a plan first. Let’s take a look at the name.”

An Lingrong said: "Since the Ministry of Internal Affairs knows the emperor's expectations, it must have chosen a good name."

The emperor took her in his arms and said, "Look at it for me."

An Lingrong smiled and pushed the emperor, politely declining.

"Why should the emperor ask the noble lady Yin, why should he ask the concubine?"

The emperor smiled and said: "Sooner or later you will also be the one to be the mother-in-law. I will also let you decide the name of our child."

An Lingrong spat with a smile and said jokingly: "The emperor will use Yin Guiren's pregnancy to make fun of my concubine."

The emperor said: "I also wanted to ask Yin Guiren what she meant, but she has not been feeling well. She always complained of dizziness and never felt better. I just hope that she can take good care of herself and give birth to the child safely. "

An Lingrong smiled a little, and Xia Dongchun was indeed stupid. She had hinted that eating too much supplements would easily lead to the troubles that Xinpin had caused back then, but she insisted on going her own way, thinking that being able to eat was a blessing.

As everyone knows, even if the baby is born safely, the child may not be healthy.

The sound of copper leaking is clear, and the tea smoke in the cup gradually cools down, dissipating the dense heat.

"Your Majesty, spending more time with her may ease the anger in her heart."

After saying that, An Lingrong snuggled into the emperor's arms, silently thinking about Xia Dongchun's belly. It seemed that the month had come and she could give birth prematurely...

An Lingrong and the emperor were leaning under the window side by side. The starry sky in the winter night was particularly bright and quiet, and the cold stars shone like ice.

An Lingrong smiled lowly beside the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, do you still remember what you promised Rong'er on the day of Jiao Fang?"

The emperor kissed her earlobe and hugged her: "Of course I remember that I am in the palace now and it is inconvenient to go out, but in the future, I promise you that I will take you to travel all over the country."

An Lingrong replied: "What do you like the most about the soft blue, smoky green, and peach blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River?"

The emperor's clear face was full of yearning, which was also caused by An Lingrong's subtle influence.

"You remember what I said, the best landscape is in the south of the Yangtze River, so wherever I want to go, you will definitely be there. We, sooner or later, will go to the south of the Yangtze River."

As he spoke, he caught a glimpse of An Lingrong doing some embroidery just now.

"The craftsmanship has become more and more sophisticated, but why did you only give me such a piece of handkerchief at that time? It seems that you were not sincere in giving it to me."

An Lingrong's smile was like the first blooming white plum on the branch, with a hint of mischief in her eyes: "Rong'er has given it away for so long, and the emperor only came to ask now, did he think it was not good and had thrown it away long ago?"

The emperor smiled and pinched her nose: "Yes, just because it's not good, you have to keep it, because your embroidery skills will only get better and better in the future, and it will never be like that again."

An Lingrong said in a low voice: "Although it's not perfect, that was Rong'er's original intention."

The emperor smiled silently, like the clear moonlight shining on the clear frost, and like the wind carrying the faint fragrance of roses in late spring, rising and falling warmly and gently.

An Lingrong looked at the red and white plum blossoms blooming outside the window, and the cold fragrance was refreshing. She just thought silently that this would probably be a peaceful time.

Just as she was thinking about it, she heard a rush of steps outside, as if there was a low human voice, like gravel breaking through the calmness of the lake.

The emperor was slightly unhappy and raised his voice: "Who is outside?"

"Your Majesty, you are a slave."

"Enter!"

The person who came in was Su Peisheng. In such a cold weather, there was a faint sweat on his forehead.

Su Peisheng was so anxious that the tone of his voice changed: "Your Majesty, people from the Yanxi Palace are here to report that Yin Gui is about to give birth!"

The emperor was suddenly startled and his expression changed: "Didn't the imperial doctor say that the delivery will be due in two months?"

Su Peisheng said quickly: "The servant who served me said everything was fine during dinner. He also had a bowl of red dates and bird's nest soup that the Queen rewarded. After dinner, he was about to go out for a walk, but unexpectedly, a big black bird jumped out from the wall. The cat startled Yin Guiren, and he suddenly became pregnant."

The emperor's nostrils opened and closed slightly, obviously angry, and shouted: "Absurd! There are so many people to serve, and they are not thoughtful at all!"

An Lingrong hurriedly advised: "Your Majesty, now is not the time to get angry. Go and see Mr. Yin as soon as possible."

The emperor stood up quickly, and An Lingrong put on a thick coat for him. The emperor subconsciously held her hand and said, "You know how to treat fetuses, come with me."

An Lingrong nodded calmly, knowing that the emperor valued her for preserving the pregnancy between Meizhuang and Fucha.

She did not refuse and agreed: "I, my concubine, will accompany the emperor."

Yanxi Palace is not far from Yongshou Palace. Go out from the back door of Yongshou Palace and walk around a few doors to reach it.

Before entering the gate of Yanxi Palace, I could already hear Xia Dongchun's shrill calls.

The emperor held An Lingrong's hand and immediately shed a thin layer of cold sweat, which was greasy.

An Lingrong held her silk in the emperor's hand and said softly: "This is how women give birth, and Hui's concubine was also in severe pain at that time."

The emperor was a little worried and said, "Why do I hear Yin Guiren's screams being so shrill and shrill?"

Of course, An Lingrong couldn't tell the emperor that it was the queen's arrangement that caused the pain of Xia Dongchun's childbirth.

She had said before that if Xia Dongchun could see the situation clearly and understand her hidden meaning, then she might be able to be promoted to a concubine and raise a child after giving birth to a fat and white prince.

It's a pity, looking at the posture and voice here, I'm afraid she is still required to take charge of the overall situation. Thinking of this, An Lingrong hooked up her hand and signaled Baojuan and Baoping to find Dr. Jiang and Dr. Wen respectively. Everything went according to the original plan.

The emperor did not see An Lingrong's little movement and pulled her into the palace gate anxiously.

The palace people were busy coming in and out, pouring basins of hot water and towels inside.

The emperor stopped a person and said, "How is your lady Yin? Where is the imperial doctor? Is the imperial doctor here?"

The man was so anxious that he almost cried: "Several doctors have come, and the midwife has also come, but there is still no movement in your belly."

The emperor said anxiously: "It hurts like this when there is no movement? Go and call the imperial doctor out quickly. I want to ask him."

The man agreed and ran in, and soon brought out an imperial physician, who was the current Imperial Physician Zhang of the Imperial Hospital.

Doctor Zhang didn't have time to see the emperor, so the emperor said: "You are here, is Yin Gui not very good?"

Doctor Zhang said hurriedly: "Your Majesty, please rest assured. It is not a big deal to give birth two months prematurely. However, the fetus cannot come out yet, so Wei Chen will prescribe inducing labor medicine."

The emperor ordered: "Go quickly! Take good care of Yin Guiren's fetus, and I will be rewarded heavily!"

Doctor Zhang hurried in.

But after a while, Meizhuang, Xin Bi, Zhen Huan and others arrived.

Then the queen also arrived with people.

Finally, Concubine Hua and Cao Guiren, who had successfully released their favors, also hurried over.

At this point, most of the concubines in the harem were present. Except for Concubine Duan and Concubine Qi, Concubine Jing was not here.

After glancing at the concubines present, the queen pretended to be a good person, asked a few more questions, and then ordered Jianqiu: "Ask a few more people to go in and serve. I am not afraid of too many people, but not enough manpower."

Jianqiu immediately went to make arrangements.

The queen said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, I heard that Mr. Yin was frightened by a black cat. Black cats are unlucky and unlucky. In order for Mr. Yin to give birth to a child smoothly, I have asked the master of Baohua Hall to recite sutras and pray for blessings. , bless mother and son for safety."

The emperor breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "The queen is virtuous, thank you for all the hard work."

The Queen smiled solemnly: "As the Lord of the Sixth Palace, I have all my responsibilities."

Concubine Hua couldn't stand the Queen's behavior of relying on her old age and believing in ghosts and gods. She said, "Aren't all the cats in this palace raised by the Queen alone? Is it an accident that Songzi went crazy? The black cat disturbed the fetus of noble Yin." Is it an accident too?"

As soon as these words came out, An Lingrong couldn't help but look at Concubine Hua.

After being locked up in Yikun Palace for a long time, Concubine Hua can actually use her brain?

"Concubine Hua cannot believe what she says. No matter how much I love cats, I only love cats that are valuable and auspicious. They are good for the harem. How can I keep an ominous and unclean black cat?"

The queen watched everyone's eyes focused on her, and replied to Concubine Hua with a smile.

Concubine Hua touched the green beads on her head, curled her lips, and said nothing.

Cao Guiren, who acted as a good old man on the side, said a few words to warm up the situation, and focused everyone's attention on Yin Guiren's fetus.

The waiting maids kept coming in and out, bringing out basins of blood stained with a bloody stench.

The emperor's face became more and more ugly, and he could hardly hold back and took a step forward.

The queen immediately took the emperor's arm and said in a soft yet firm tone: "Your Majesty, the delivery room is bloody and it is not suitable to enter."

Zhen Huan was worried that the emperor was sick, and regardless of her status as a noble, she stepped over the two concubines, took the emperor's other arm, and said, "Your Majesty, you cannot break the rules set by our ancestors."

The emperor thought for a moment and stopped when he saw that he was sandwiched between the two men.

Su Peisheng, who was standing next to her, looked at Zhen Huan with disgust, stepped forward and advised her, "Your Majesty, it's cold outside, why not go to the side hall and wait."

The emperor hummed softly, subconsciously broke away from Zhen Huan's hand, held the queen's hand and strode into the side hall.

This move made Concubine Hua and Concubine Xin laugh out loud.

Zhen Huan, who was embarrassed by the Buddha, endured her embarrassment, took a step back to her seat, and walked into the side hall honestly and in order.

The waiting time is always particularly anxious. Although there are more than a dozen braziers in the side hall, it is as warm as spring, but it is mixed with the cold air brought in from time to time.

There were periods of coldness and warmth, and it seemed that my heart was also going from cold to hot, up and down.

I don’t know how long it took, but I finally heard a faint cry.

The emperor stood up suddenly, and Su Peisheng came in with a smile on his face: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, listen, the child is born."

The tension on the emperor's face disappeared and was replaced by infinite joy.

The queen sitting next to her immediately changed her expression and stared fiercely at Yin Guiren, who had successfully given birth to an heir.

However, she then thought about the fact that Yin Gui had eaten so many seafood meals that she might not be healthy even if she was born, so she slowly stood up and regained her fake compassionate face.

Even the concubines stood up and stared anxiously at the imperial doctor who had not yet come out.

An Lingrong knew that they were eager to know whether Xia Dongchun gave birth to a boy or a girl.

The emperor walked quickly outside and said to Dr. Zhang who was driven out of the dormitory: "How is it? Is it brother?"

Doctor Zhang was speechless and muttered without daring to raise his head. The emperor's smile faded slightly: "It doesn't matter if she is a princess."

Concubine Hua, whose thoughts were different from those of normal people, frowned slightly and listened attentively: "Why is the cry so weak? I remember that when Princess Hui Bin was born, the cry was loud."

Before he finished speaking, he heard the first frightened scream in the dormitory, which turned out to be Xia Dongchun's voice.

The emperor didn't know what happened, so he ordered: "Su Peisheng, go take the child out and show me."

Su Peisheng hurried there, and within a moment, he brought out a swaddling baby, but Su Peisheng stood on the porch with the swaddling baby in his arms and did not dare to come over.

The emperor's expression immediately changed: "What's going on?"

Su Peisheng's face turned blue, and he shook his legs and said, "Your Majesty, Yin Guiren has fainted, she..."

The emperor just said: "Where is the child? Show me quickly."

Su Peisheng hesitantly moved to the emperor, but refused to let go.

Meizhuang and An Lingrong looked at each other and vaguely felt that something had happened to Xia Dongchun's pregnancy, but she couldn't make a final conclusion as to what exactly it was.

Zhen Huan felt uncomfortable when she saw Sister Mei and Ling Rong being so affectionate. She could only shift her gaze and focus on the infant Su Peisheng was holding.