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

Zhen Huan was stunned, and the color on her lips slowly faded: "An Lingxiang? That's why I haven't been able to get pregnant, right?"

Doctor Wen looked grave: "I wonder how long the young master has been wearing it?"

Zhen Huanmu was there, feeling that her lips were no longer her own, and she opened and closed them numbly: "The emperor gave it to me in the spring of the second year."

Doctor Wen said with a deep sigh, "In the past few years, has my little master not worn it every day?"

Zhen Huan only felt that her head weighed a thousand pounds, and she lowered it with difficulty.

"Yes, it was a gift from the emperor. This is the most valuable item he has ever given. How could I not wear it?"

Doctor Wen's face was extremely ugly: "Anlingxiang first came from the south of the Yangtze River. The local people often wear it or decoct it. If you are pregnant, it can stop the fetal gas, but if you are not pregnant, it will be difficult to get pregnant for a long time."

"This thing is rare, and it is so cleverly hidden. No wonder the young master doesn't know about it."

At this moment, Zhen Huan's heart felt like it was being torn apart by countless sharp claws, with bloody marks dripping down.

She was stupid, so stupid that she had been plotted for more than ten years, but she was still unaware of it.

At first glance, Liu Zhu sounded like she was from the south of the Yangtze River, and her name was similar to that of Concubine An. She bit her lip, which almost bled.

"This thing is a tribute raised by the officials after the harvest in Jiangnan. There can't be anything wrong with what they sent, right?"

Zhen Huan's voice was extremely low, as if she was extremely weak and was holding herself up.

"You also know that this is Jiangnan's tribute to the emperor. The tribute is for the emperor. No one knows whose hands it will end up in."

"How could the people in Jiangnan waste such unintended thought, unless, unless the person they originally wanted to give this treasure to was..."

Dr. Wen was silent. He called An Fei An Fei so many times that he even forgot that An Lingrong's name had the same effect as this spice.

But then I thought about it, Concubine An has not given birth to an heir for so many years, maybe she has...

Dr. Wen, who expressed his inner thoughts to Zhen Huan, received a sigh from the other party.

Zhen Huan's heart was dripping with blood. The bright red color turned out to be the result of all these years of looking forward to it and all her efforts in vain.

She sneered in a low voice, and the sound was like clear cold ice, piercing her cavity, shattering her heart, liver, intestines and lungs, and smearing them all over the ground.

Either way, that's fine.

The harem is full of strife and life-and-death struggles. If we didn't have children a few days ago, that's fine.

Zhen Huan gritted her teeth, hot tears burning in her eyes. She raised her face desperately, holding it back, and holding it back.

There is no need to shed tears for what has been lost. Tears only wet oneself, so it is better to let them flow back.

It burns my heart. If you remember the pain, you will never be soft-hearted again.

Zhen Huan held back her tears and thought of someone in her memory, and slowly said together: "Nian Zhengxing and Concubine An have been obedient to the Queen Mother and the Emperor for many years, and they have been attached to them wholeheartedly. It's a pity that they are like me, with nothing under their knees, and it's in vain that they have to live as human beings." Come on, look at people’s colors.”

Doctor Wen showed a bit of hesitation, but still said: "Master, do you want to hear the truth from me?"

Zhen Huan said: "That's what you say."

Imperial Physician Wen sighed: "If we look at it in detail, Nian Zhengniang is much more pitiful than my young master."

"Pitiful?"

Zhen Huan sighed and pinched her fingers.

"Living among calculations, on the edge of a knife, in the harem, who wouldn't be pitiful?"

Although at this moment, she was in danger in Broken Yuxuan, Nian Shilan, who was being tortured outside, was not much better.

The hatred slowly accumulated in the chest. After accumulating for a long time, it became a sharp weapon, blunt and rusty, cutting every time.

In the past, she was useless.

But from now on, the break can no longer be useless!

Thinking like this, Zhen Huan raised her eyes and looked around, wondering: "Why hasn't Huanbi come back after being out for so long?"

Liu Zhu, who was standing quietly next to him, was also full of doubts and said: "It stands to reason that Sister Huanbi should be back soon after taking the medicine. Could it be..."

Hearing this, Zhen Huan sighed, waved her hands and said, "Let Xiao Yunzi go and take a look, lest she loses her temper again and annoys the concubines."

Liu Zhu nodded, said yes, and left the bed.

Right now, Zhen Huan and Imperial Physician Wen are alone together, and it seems a bit ambiguous...

An Lingrong over there didn't know that the contents of Zhen Huan's bracelet had been discovered by Dr. Wen.

Now, it was a good day when the emperor was happy and asked her to hold a dinner party.

Except for the Queen Mother, Duan Concubine, and Nian Zhengyi, who did not come, the other concubines took the princess or their elder brother with them and gave them a slap in the face in front of the emperor.

As for the queen sitting next to the emperor, her expression remained calm.

Obviously she is still thinking about whether the information about the death of her father in Zhen Huan's family is true or false.

After a while, after three rounds of drinking, the music of singing and dancing also subsided.

The cool breeze of the quiet night blew heavily on my body, making me feel more calm and cool. It swayed the yellow flowers all over the ground and made me feel a little thin and haggard.

The emperor was a little drunker and looked at the dark sky like ink jade. A dim yellow crescent moon stood lonely on the black curtain, and even the stars were dim.

There was a faint and tired smile on the corner of the emperor's lips, and he said: "It's just singing and dancing every month, and it's really boring."

An Lingrong smiled and said: "I remember that the song "Peach Blossom" is the emperor's favorite. It is often said that young women without makeup and red clothes are just like the peach blossoms, shining with their beauty, which is pleasing to the eye."

The emperor sneered slightly, drank all the wine in the cup, and said: "Pear blossom white is commonly used for banquets in the palace, but today I drink chrysanthemum yellow, which is new.

Although I like this song and dance, I get bored after watching it too much. Doesn’t Concubine An understand the reason? "

An Lingrong was not frightened by the emperor's words, and continued: "The emperor always likes to be original, and I also like some surprises."

Hearing this, the queen, watching An Lingrong chatting passionately with the emperor, subconsciously stroked the emerald red gold phoenix hair on her temples.

After getting rid of Nian Shilan, the queen's dress became more and more noble.

Although her family fortune is not as good as that of the former Concubine Hua, she still looks much better than the concubines below who have no money and no power.

Therefore, the queen shook her head in disgrace and said: "It's just a novelty. If you can always have a new look, it will be good to serve the king."

She looked at the emperor and said: "Your Majesty, I remember that Mr. Qi has been sleeping with me for more than a month. Does your Majesty plan to..."

The mindless Mr. Qi below heard that the queen wanted to promote her to the throne in front of all the concubines.

The originally mindless noble man suddenly had a proud smile on his face, like a peacock. This made Xin Bin, who was sitting next to her, roll her eyes and turned around to chat with Meizhuang.

The emperor smiled slightly, but was noncommittal.

"The queen is interested. I know it. It's just that Qi Guiren has not been in the palace for long, and he has won the Yikun Palace. It's really not easy to be promoted to this position."

As soon as these words came out, Qi Guiren sat stiffly on the spot and stopped talking.

The queen who saw Mr. Qi's actions lowered her eyelids slightly, and soon said with a bright smile: "I originally thought that if there is a satisfactory person beside the emperor to take good care of you, it will be the blessing of the concubines.

If Mr. Qi treats the emperor badly in the future and makes the emperor unhappy, just take your time in your position as a nobleman.

As a concubine, if you cannot please the emperor, then it is redundant! "

These words were neither light nor serious, but when the concubines present heard them, they were all shuddered, and their expressions calmed down unconsciously.

An Lingrong, who was standing next to her, smiled kindly and said with a smile: "What the Queen said is true, but it is autumn now, and it would be inappropriate to dance the peach blossoms in spring when the peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Your Majesty, let’s change our song and dance. "

The emperor was satisfied and took a glass of wine, clinked it with An Lingrong's glass, and accepted it.

An Lingrong smiled indifferently and touched her palms twice, but she heard the sound of silk and bamboo curling up. It was like a thin stream of clear spring winding, and slowly filled her heart like a cry or a complaint.

However, among the chrysanthemums of various colors on the ground, a woman's slender figure slowly rose up, walking slowly on the silk and bamboo.

The woman's jade-colored muslin blouse and light cloud-yellow long skirt are as elegant as the light clouds and the bright moon. The plain blouse is only embroidered with autumn chrysanthemums, which are just a few and pure, and do not use complicated embroidery threads.

The high bun she had made was only covered with silver tassels of cinnabar. If you didn't look carefully, you would have mistakenly thought it was the moonlight that made the shadows of the flowers fall on her body.

The wind blew the streamers on her clothes, fluttering gently and shining brightly. When she turned her sleeves and looked back, the cool breeze rose, making her figure ethereal.

Her voice was soft and gentle, standing in the quiet moonlight, leaning sideways and chanting:

"The mist is thick, the clouds are sad, and the day is long, and the auspicious brain sells the golden beast. The festival is the Double Ninth Festival, the jade pillow is in the gauze cupboard, and the coolness comes through in the middle of the night. After dusk, I put the wine on the east fence, and there is a faint fragrance filling my sleeves. I can't help but feel ecstasy, the west wind blows behind the curtain, People are thinner than yellow flowers!"

It was a piece of Li Qingzhao's Drunken Flower Yin. When she read the last word thin, the lingering sound flew away, almost flying to the distant blue sea and sky, and was stopped by the flowing clouds.

In this secluded and lingering place, there is no need to have a close friend like Li Qingzhao, who has already wet half of his blue shirt, feeling sad about it.

Her body slowly spiraled down, spiraling down until it became a light entanglement of curling vines, which fell between the spread skirts.

At this moment, she seemed to be holding out a jade-colored crystal flower, fluttering gracefully and gracefully.

The silver urn is shining with beauty, and the green sleeves are holding the jade bell diligently.

It turns out that everything is prosperous and prosperous, just to show off the beauty's legacy.

The emperor couldn't help stroking his palms and laughing and said: "Dancing low in the willow tower to the heart of the moon, singing to catch the wind under the peach blossom fan. I thought the graceful singing and dancing were already excellent, but I didn't expect that walking lightly on the waves, singing and reciting poems would be even more refreshing and meaningful."

"It's just such a good talent and such a beautiful dancing posture. I wonder what he looks like. Have you ever met me in a dream?"

An Lingrong smiled slightly and called out: "Your Majesty's command, why don't you come closer?"

The woman stepped forward slowly, bowed, and raised her head.

Wherever the emperor saw her, he saw that the woman had a cold expression, but she had a very beautiful posture, a graceful figure, and a particularly delicate appearance.

Cao Guiren frowned, either in admiration or disgust, and said coldly: "The eyebrows are as white as jade, and the eyes are so radiant. When he looks at her, his light is soaring, which amazes people's hearts."

Concubine Xin glanced at An Lingrong in the high position in shock, pulled her eyebrows and whispered: "I'm afraid Concubine An is crazy, why did you let Huanbi come to dance for the emperor? If you know that, you guys Sisterhood..."

Meizhuang, who had long known what happened today, sighed and said: "Your Majesty Wan has been imprisoned in Broken Yuxuan by the Emperor. Even if he wants to come out, he doesn't have the ability."

"It's extremely difficult for Lingrong to help Wan Gui come over from the villa, so now all our hopes are on Huanbi..."

What's more, An Lingrong promised her that she would never let Huanbi become the emperor's concubine and sleep with him.

Therefore, Meizhuang agreed to open one eye and close one eye, pretending not to know about today's bedtime.

At the same time, the emperor looked at her approvingly: "This is Wang Yi's commentary on Chu Ci. Xiang Concubine is very talented in learning."

The emperor's praise couldn't be more than a word, it was very sloppy, and he was immediately attracted to the woman.

The corners of the woman's mouth were raised slightly when she smiled. It seemed like a crescent-moon smile, but there was no warmth at all.

But if you say she is cold, her eyes are moving, and you feel that her brows are bright, and she is looking forward to you shyly.

The emperor tilted his head and smiled and said: "The person carefully selected by Concubine An is based on Li Qingzhao's Drunken Flower Yin of Chongyang Sijun. It is indeed very appropriate for the time."

The queen's brows were furrowed. It was because she underestimated An Lingrong.

Unexpectedly, An Lingrong actually pulled Zhen Huan's maid, Huanbi, over to dance with the emperor!

She wanted to say something, but seeing the emperor's happy look, the queen chose to shut up.

An Lingrong's brows froze with a smile, and she said slowly: "Whether it's appropriate or not, I don't have to say what I say, the emperor has the final say."

The emperor nodded and said softly: "Come forward."

Qi Guiren frowned, and then said timidly with a smile: "Your Majesty, the Double Ninth Festival is a happy day. It is good to entertain people with singing and dancing. What poems should I read? It's deserted."

The emperor seemed not to have heard anything and just looked at Huanbi and said: "The singing and dancing are very good tonight, why do you only read poems?"

The woman's face was downcast, but her voice was neither humble nor arrogant, with no hint of flattery or fear.

"My slave doesn't like overly lively singing and dancing, but I think the ancient poems have hidden meanings and must be savored carefully to be interesting.

Huan Bisu heard that the Emperor Bingsheng Anzu was good at chanting and thought he would understand the meaning of music. "

The emperor had a wide smile on his brows and eyes, pretending not to know, and continued to ask: "What is your name?"

"My name is Huanbi."

"Huanbi? This name really sounds nice."

Qi Guiren curled his lips and said: "With such a name and such an appearance, he is probably a slave born under the banner of the Han Army."

Xin Bin covered her mouth with a smile and said: "Qi Gui is the one who understands best the origin of the Han Army Flag."

Qi Guiren's face turned cold and he turned away.

Seeing that the scene was about to be messed up by An Lingrong, the queen gave a slight wink. Qi Guiren stood up and said with a sweet smile: "The emperor is tired of watching the old songs and dances. We old people have to be frightened, so I have to think of some new ideas." I hope the emperor will not be disgusted with it."

The emperor looked at her with a smile and said angrily: "You are talking nonsense again, how can I dislike you?"

Qi Guiren smiled brightly, pointed to the sky and said: "Today the newlyweds are singing and dancing. We have enough liveliness on earth. My concubine's father sent all kinds of fireworks from outside. Let's take a look at the excitement in the sky. .”

The emperor nodded and said: "The fireworks are good, but why do you think of this?"