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

An Lingrong's words served as a congratulatory message to the banquet, but after three rounds of drinking, the concubines who had objections to each other ended up having conflicts.

For example, Zhen Huan, under the instigation of the rich charismatic nobleman, once again took the fetus of the two people and made a fuss.

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent.

The emperor turned around with a somewhat cold look on his face. His eyes only wandered over Zhen Huan and the noble Fucha, and he said nothing.

An Lingrong tilted her head and glanced at Meizhuang.

At this moment, Meizhuang frowned slightly, but he was not worried about Zhen Huan. Instead, he looked back at Princess Hehui who was being led by the wet nurse, and showed a shallow smile.

Concubine Hua gave a sweet chuckle, but before she moved, the numerous and intricate pearls and jade in her bun made a crisp sound when they touched each other, which sounded especially sweet to the ears on the balcony facing the lake.

Concubine Hua's eyes flew high, she looked at me, Zhen Huan, and smiled at the emperor: "Does the emperor want to sit back and ignore me?"

The emperor just ignored it and said to the queen: "What does the queen think?"

The queen smiled, but there were offensive words in her mouth.

"When there are too many women, it is inevitable that there will be arguments of words. Today I was so happy that I drank two sips of wine. I never meant it. I will talk about them after I am done with my concubine."

The Queen said this with the intention of calming down the trouble, but the big issue has been reduced to nothing.

The emperor was already drunk, but when he heard the queen say this, his expression suddenly changed and he said, "Is this how the queen manages the harem for me? No wonder there are always turmoils in the harem!"

When the queen saw that the emperor was having a fit, she hurriedly knelt down and saluted, saying: "Your Majesty, it's my concubine's fault to calm down."

As soon as the queen knelt down, everyone immediately cheered and knelt on the ground with her.

Zhen Huan was no longer angry with the noble Fu Cha, and quickly followed suit and knelt on the ground.

The emperor was a little drunk, and Concubine Hua quickly supported his body and said: "Your Majesty, be careful."

The emperor threw her hand away and rebuked the queen: "Do you know where you are? Women in the harem can't settle their quarrels. Isn't that incompetence?"

The queen rarely saw the emperor speaking to her in such a tone, her body trembled slightly and she kowtowed to the ground.

The noble Fu Cha knew that this disaster was caused by the dispute between Zhen Huan and her, and was so frightened that he did not even dare to cry.

The queen repeatedly begged for forgiveness, but the emperor ignored her and called coldly: "Concubine."

Zhen Huan was startled and hurriedly walked forward. She lowered her head in panic and said, "I am here, my concubine."

He said coldly: "Go!"

Zhen Huan, whose body was burning hot after drinking, should be confused and frightened at this time, so she called him sadly: "Your Majesty——"

He just held An Lingrong's hand beside him and turned around.

Meizhuang originally had a cold expression and just watched with cold eyes. Now seeing that the situation was not good, he finally said: "What the emperor means..."

The emperor raised his wine glass, and An Lingrong poured a glass of pear blossom white. She smiled softly and suddenly became beautiful, "The emperor has always been fair and strict, so he will not be partial. Concubine Hui, don't you think so?"

When An Lingrong said this, Meizhuang had no choice but to shut up.

Therefore, when Concubine Hua and the Empress first heard that An Lingrong was not helping Zhen Huan, they smiled contemptuously and did not continue to add fuel to the fire.

Only Concubine Duan, who understood the principles of checks and balances, nodded with satisfaction.

An Lingrong was a thoughtful concubine who knew how to take into account the emperor's face in front of everyone and did not pay too much attention to the dispensable sisterhood in the harem.

"Concubine An still wins my heart."

The emperor rubbed An Lingrong's smooth and snow-white cheeks with his fingers, without raising his head, but said in a cold tone: "Wan's concubine, Zhen, has lost her etiquette in front of the emperor. Her words have been disrespectful, which is unbecoming of a concubine. Tomorrow, she will be sent to Wuliang Palace to reflect on her mistakes behind closed doors. No one is allowed to go out unless ordered to do so."

Hearing this, Zhen Huan's tears slowly fell.

Wuliang Hall is located in the middle of Fanyue Lake. There is no road to it. It can only be reached by small boats. It was used by Empress Dowager Zhaoxian when she detained Concubine Shu.

Not only is it remote, it has also been uninhabited for a long time.

There are no beams in the main hall, and one cannot even commit suicide by hanging from a beam in misery.

Concubine Shu was imprisoned and suffered a lot that day.

Zhen Huan stood up, stretched out her hand to grab the corner of his robe in front of everyone and said: "I have served the emperor for three years. Although I have done something inappropriate, please forgive me this time. Please remember that I have always been diligent and careful in serving the emperor." "

Zhen Huan sobbed, "I don't dare to do this anymore."

The emperor was fed up, so he pushed Zhen Huan's hand away and said, "Wasn't it arrogant to speak to the noble Fu Cha just now? You dare to speak and act jealously in front of me, talk about your children and heirs, and you don't know how cunning you are behind your back. I really misjudged you."

Zhen Huan argued: "I don't think so. Your Majesty knows that I have always been outspoken."

But the emperor did not listen to her excuse. Zhen Huan looked angry and regretful, only lowered her head and sobbed softly.

Concubine Jing boldly pleaded for her: "Your Majesty, can you..."

However, before she finished speaking, Concubine Hua intercepted her words: "The emperor's decree has been issued, do you dare to refute it?"

The emperor also looked at Concubine Jing sideways and said calmly: "Wuliang Palace is spacious. Concubine Jing, do you want to go too?"

Concubine Jing shuddered, looked at Zhen Huan helplessly, and lowered her head deeply.

Concubine Hua's smile was full of pride and was particularly sultry. She said softly: "The rich and noble man has been wronged..."

The emperor glanced at her, and Su Peisheng stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, please invite me. I will arrange someone to send your Majesty to Wuliang Hall for a short stay."

Zhen Huan knew it was irreversible, so she bowed deeply and said, "I have resigned."

No one dared to intercede for Zhen Huan. The queen was hurt, the concubine was also blamed, and no one dared to say a word.

With the situation of this battle, Zhen Huan was clearly defeated in the eyes of everyone.

Concubine Hua smiled: "It's easy to go, concubine."

Zhen Huan stood up abruptly, her steps stumbling slightly.

The Yifu Pavilion was already in chaos, interspersed with a few cries and sobs from the palace maids and inmates.

Only Huanbi took Liuzhu and packed her soft clothes, while Xiaoyunzi and Xiaolianzi prepared the carriage and horses outside.

Zhen Huan leaned under the window blankly, fanning alone.

Liu Zhu finished sorting out a few important summer clothes, then picked up a long skirt for autumn, and hesitantly asked Huanbi in a low voice, "Do you want to bring this?"

Although the voice was soft, Zhen Huan still heard it and said slowly: "Bring it on, and bring your winter clothes too."

Huanbi hesitated: "Miss..."

Zhen Huan just shook her head and took the rhino horn comb and rouge jewelry makeup box that Zhen Huan often used from the dressing table.

While they were packing up, Su Peisheng came in and said to Zhen Huan: "Your Majesty, the carriages and boats have been prepared, and the Wuliang Palace has been cleaned. My Majesty, please set off."

Zhen Huan didn't say anything, just remained silent.

After a moment, he asked: "Where is the Emperor now?"

Su Peisheng just lowered his always submissive eyes and said, "Concubine An just broke down in private with the emperor. The emperor doesn't know where he is at the moment."

Zhen Huan understood, let out a long sigh, and walked out in simple clothes and a bun, stepping on the scattered flowers and leaves on the ground. However, as soon as the curtains were lowered, a clear voice from outside the car said urgently: "Sister Wan, stay."

I rolled up the curtains from the car, leaned out, and said, "Who is it?"

Under the twilight of sunset, tired birds return to the forest, and the shadow of the red river is heavy. The feeling of bloody vastness seems to be oppressing people's hearts.

An Lingrong's figure is thin, but extremely noble.

At the moment, she only held Baoguan's hand, holding a bundle and saying, "Sister Wan, stay here."

Zhen Huan smiled sadly, shook her head and said, "Are you here to see me off? Why come in person at this juncture? You are too preoccupied, and your life will be even more difficult in the future."

"Not to mention, I just heard Su Peisheng say that you and the emperor just had a quarrel..."

Zhen Huan is not a fool. She knows that An Lingrong made trouble at the banquet earlier, just because she didn't want to be caught by others.

An Lingrong's smile was light and gentle, graceful and slender.

She tried her best not to show any signs of acting. She approached Zhen Huan and said softly: "I'm not here to see my sister off."

She hugged the bundle tightly to her chest and said, "I have informed the emperor that I would like Baojuan to accompany my sister to live in Wuliang Palace."

Zhen Huan was shocked and inexplicable for a moment, and said: "What did you say?"

An Lingrong's expression was indifferent and calm, and she explained a little bit.

"Sister also knows how important the treasure silk is to me. I put the treasure silk next to my sister. Firstly, I let the people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs know that Sister Wan has Concubine An's maid by her side. Secondly, I can also have a chance. Talk to the emperor more about my sister in the future."

Moved like a tide, Zhen Huan was shocked for only a moment. She quickly woke up and said: "Don't talk nonsense. If Baojuan accompanies me, her future in this palace will be ruined. If she can't come out in the future, wouldn't it be a waste of time for others?" .”

Zhen Huan looked at her with a gloomy expression, and said: "Besides, I am going away to think about my past, and I don't even know when I will come back. I'm afraid that if something goes wrong, I will spend my whole life in the Wuliang Palace. Why should you?" Let Baojuan accompany me through such a day."

Baojuan knew that the empress's plan was important, so she patiently begged Zhen Huan.

In desperation, Zhen Huan agreed.

Wuliang Temple is not far away. On the island in the center of Fanyue Lake, it’s time to change boats and swing for two sticks of incense. But except for boats, there is no other way to reach Wuliang Temple.

After leaving the ship and landing on the island, the huge Beamless Hall was built by the founding emperor as a summer palace for his queen.

But there are no beams or rafters, only the huge windows all around, giving you a wide view of everything you can see.

Apart from the green grass palace walls, there is only the vast lake with rippling blue waves.

After looking around the surroundings, Huanbi sighed happily and said: "Although it cannot be compared with Yifu Pavilion, fortunately it is not too deserted and in disrepair."

As he said this, Huanbi, Liu Zhu, and Xiao Yunzi started working together to place boxes, cages and bedding in the dormitory.

Baojuan came in and said happily: "My servant thought that Wuliang Palace was already dilapidated, but it turned out to be quite clean and tidy."

By chance, Su Peisheng, who had sent Zhen Huan here, said, "Although Wuliang Hall cannot meet you, it is kept fresh and clean."

"It's just that I can't stay too long. I'll send people to deliver all the supplies I need from now on. All these ships have to be sent away. It's getting late, so please rest first, little master."

Zhen Huan's expression darkened and she said, "It's my father-in-law, please."

The days in Wuliang Palace were peaceful and lonely, facing only the vast palace and a few palace maids and inmates every day.

All he could do was embroider, read books, and chat with the palace people to relieve his boredom.

Occasionally when you are happy, make some side dishes and snacks together, or prepare simple spices from ancient books, and enjoy yourself.

More than ten days passed suddenly, and it was getting colder.

Zhen Huan always sat alone by the lake for an hour or two every day, looking at the densely packed palaces along Fanyue Lake and the emperor in the green Nanxun Palace. Is he still satisfied?

And An Lingrong, is she as nice as she said at first? She lost her composure after drinking with a few nice words in front of the emperor?

Days like this passed day by day, and An Lingrong lived much more happily without Zhen Huan than before.

At least the people vying for favor around the emperor have turned into mindless wealthy nobles, as well as Concubine Hua, who are not to be feared at all.

To be honest, if you don't care about Zhen Huan's face that looks like pure Yuan, like a time bomb, and her brain and luck that shine from time to time.

An Lingrong is not necessarily willing to treat Zhen Huan like this. At least Zhen Huan is not cuckolding the emperor, right?

The emperor has been raising troops for a thousand days, but they will be needed for a while.

In early August, at An Lingrong's request, Su Peisheng came in person.

Su Peisheng sent Qiuling's clothing materials and some trivial things, as well as the food and clothing expenses exclusive to Baojuan.

Zhen Huan looked at it and found that there was no problem, so she ordered someone to go down and put it away.

Seeing that Zhen Huan had lost some weight, Su Peisheng said, "Is your little master okay? Your Majesty is very worried about her."

Zhen Huan nodded: "I'm fine. Please tell your father-in-law to tell the emperor to rest assured."

Zhen Huan pretended to take a stroll and walked to the water. When she saw no one around, she asked: "How is the emperor?"

Su Peisheng said with a smile: "Hello, Your Majesty."

Zhen Huan was still worried and asked again: "Is everything okay?"

He lowered his head and said, "Everything is going well with your Majesty. Please rest assured, my young master."

Zhen Huan breathed a long sigh of relief, and her expression became much more relaxed.

Su Peisheng bowed and said, "I came here to tell my young master that the emperor will return to Luan tomorrow."

Zhen Huan was worried about what he would encounter in the capital, but she said lightly, "Oh, please, sir, please serve the emperor." "

Zhen Huan raised her head and looked at the sky. The sky was endless, and the water and sky merged into one color, making it hard to tell where the end was.

Su Peisheng approached Zhen Huan and whispered: "It is the Emperor's decree that the Empress Dowager's phoenix body has not yet recovered, so this autumn's beauty contest will be postponed."

Zhen Huan's relaxation quietly spread throughout her body.

Concubine Hua is lucky, and Nian Gengyao is ready to make a move. If another group of new people come to make trouble, they will inevitably have to worry about one thing and lose the other.

The emperor also understood that the new concubines who entered the palace had their own forces behind them. At this juncture, it would only make the situation more complicated.

It is better to do less than to do more.

As everyone knows, An Lingrong was the one who interfered with all of this and brought up the trouble to persuade the emperor.

Zhen Huan, who felt relaxed and had no script arranged by anyone, brushed the dust off her clothes and said, "Please ask the Queen and Concubine An to take care of the affairs in the palace."

Su Peisheng nodded: "Yes."

He pulled out a silk bundle from behind and said, "This is what Concubine An gave to the servant. She said that the weather was getting colder and the emperor did not allow the young master to return to the palace. It was windy on the lake, so she asked the servant to bring it here."

Hearing this, Zhen Huan's heart felt warm and sad. No matter what happened to her, An Lingrong would always miss her.

Su Peisheng said before leaving: "I'm leaving tomorrow. My apprentice Xiao Xiazi is quite clever. From now on, he will deliver things to the empress."

He took two steps, and Zhen Huan caught up with him and said urgently: "If anything goes wrong when you get to the capital, you must send someone to tell me."