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

Chapter 13
Shen Meizhuang didn't know why An Lingrong and the queen kept talking in the direction of his son.

She has always been a straightforward person, so she generously explained the questions in her heart, hoping to get answers from An Lingrong.

An Lingrong heard Shen Meizhuang's question, smiled slightly, touched her unresponsive belly, and said: "Mother is more valuable than her son. The emperor's newness and dependence on us will one day be passed on to the new couple. Look, Concubine Li and other elderly people in the palace, will their status be higher than Cao Guiren Xin Chang Zai who gave birth to their daughter when they get old?"

"There is also Concubine Qi. Although she is old and clumsy, she is the one who gave birth to the third prince for the emperor. If anything happens to the emperor, her status will definitely be higher than that of the empress."

Seeing that An Lingrong's mouth was closed, Shen Meizhuang was both happy that An Lingrong was willing to say this, but also afraid that everything the other party said was true.

She was still young, and after entering the palace, she only thought about gaining the emperor's favor and living a good life like her mother and father.

Unexpectedly, reality is often skinny and tragic. Some of the fantasies she had after entering the palace seemed to turn into bubbles and burst into pieces with An Lingrong's words.

"Don't talk nonsense. The Emperor's dragon body is in good health. You must not say this. If someone hears it, it will be disrespectful."

Shen Meizhuang pretended to be angry, but he couldn't stop the smile on his lips.

Seeing this, An Lingrong also knew that Shen Meizhuang's love for the emperor had become less obvious with her many provocations.

Hearing this, she smiled and said, "What Lingrong said to her sister was from the bottom of her heart. As long as she doesn't say it outside, no one can hear her."

Shen Meizhuang rolled his eyes and felt that what An Lingrong said seemed to make sense.

In this spacious Yongshou Palace, there lived An Lingrong, a nobleman. The rest of the crowd had already retreated outside the door. Even people with good hearing could not stand more than ten meters apart, and there were still thick walls. Wall, heard what the two of them said.

Squeezing An Lingrong's face, Shen Meizhuang smiled as beautifully as in the original novel, "My sister told me this, and I felt a lot more relieved. You don't know, Concubine Hua's face looked like a red fruit this morning. I originally wanted to sow discord between you and me, but who would have thought that as soon as Su Peisheng came in and announced that my sister, you have become a noble and lived in the Yongshou Palace, his face suddenly changed."

Shen Meizhuang took a sip of tea and moistened his throat and continued: "Then she left the queen's palace because she felt unwell. In my opinion, she was jealous of our Han Banner woman who was the first to receive the emperor's favor. Favor."

"So sister must also make plans for the future, and we cannot let Concubine Hua continue to be so arrogant."

Considering that the queen's face was not exposed to public view, An Lingrong couldn't say anything more to Shen Meizhuang.

After chatting for a while about family affairs, Shen Meizhuang saw that it was getting late, so he went back first.

An Lingrong took a breath, looked at the sky outside the window, and then looked at the noble clothes on her body, and couldn't help but laugh.

This harem will eventually belong to her alone.

Being a noble person is just an appetizer before the main meal.

Sitting in front of the dressing table, Jin Xi came over. The emotion in her eyes made An Lingrong turn her head and ask, "Jin Xi, has something happened?"

"Back to you, noble man. Tonight, noble man Fucha is going to bed. The tea that I asked my servant to prepare is already ready. I just don't know if noble man Fucha will use it."

Jinxi did not expect that on the first day she became a nobleman, An Lingrong had already expected that noble Fucha would be chosen by the emperor to sleep with him tonight.While sighing in her heart that the Qing nobles were delicate and insightful, Jin Xi couldn't help but worry about whether the nobles would be found out if the glass of water was discovered by the rich charismatic nobles.

"Don't worry, I know what you are worried about. That cup of tea is just for gargling your mouth. If Fucha uses it to gargle for favor, it will only cause slight worry and palpitations at night. When it gets bright, even if She found something and couldn't tell that there was something wrong with the tea."

"That dose is so small that even if everyone in the hospital jointly reviews it, they won't find any problems unless..."

An Lingrong turned around, looked directly at Jin Xi, and sneered, "Unless someone betrays me and tells Fu Cha about the tea and what happened behind his back."

Hearing this, Jinxi knelt down and said respectfully: "Jinxi has entered the nobleman's palace, and he belongs to the nobleman. Even if I die, I will never betray my little master."

Looking at Jin Xi who was kneeling straight, An Ling's face remained unchanged, and her tone became slightly softer, "I don't mean to blame you. I made an oath before entering the palace, and I vowed to treat those who treat me sincerely." OK, I vow to embarrass those who look down on my family background and my mother-in-law."

"Xia Dongchun, who once tried to bully me, failed. Now the noble Fucha will become the laughing stock of the harem. No one can stop me from reaching that position in the future."

An Lingrong, who exposed her ambition in front of Jin Xi, was also making a huge gamble for her future.

If Jin Xi truly treats her as her mistress, then Jin Xi will naturally be willing to follow her and help her do some dirty things.

Of course, if Jin Xi is unwilling to do it, An Lingrong won't say anything, but will find a way to send Jin Xi out of the palace and find a good manager of a fragrance house to arrange marriage.

"Jinxi is willing to go through fire and water for my little master, no matter what."

Now that An Lingrong has exposed her ambitions, even if Jin Xi feels that this road to promotion is very dangerous, she is still willing to accompany her little master to give it a try.

Jin Xi, who had served the concubine before, was pulled up by An Lingrong. After thinking for a moment, she told some of the things that the emperor's favorite Queen Chunyuan liked to do.

This includes Jinghong Dance, as well as some matters related to clothing and food.

"Then there are many old people in the harem who know these things, but they are just unwilling to imitate Queen Chunyuan in front of the emperor?"

After patiently listening to Jin Xi's description of Queen Chunyuan, An Lingrong didn't quite understand. People of the older generation like Jin Xi knew what happened back then, but they didn't tell the concubines how to please the emperor.

"This..." Jinxi was stopped by An Lingrong's question. After thinking about it, she said slowly: "Maybe the people in the palace think that Queen Chunyuan is untouchable, so no one is willing to do this in front of the emperor. Do it, and besides, if they do this, they may not be able to gain the emperor’s favor.”

The implication is that none of the old people who met Queen Chunyuan wanted to become Chunyuan's substitute.

Moreover, it is normal for the emperor to see that the person he spends day and night with suddenly changes his living conditions, food preferences, and dislikes in the direction of Chunyuan.

"That's right, then I need to plan carefully."

(End of this chapter)