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

Not long after An Lingrong finished speaking, Xia Dongchun didn't know where the link was wrong, so he brought Chun'er to visit her.

After some small talk, Chunbin was looking at the flowers and suddenly pointed at Xia Dongchun's clothes and said: "Oh, I didn't look carefully just now. It turns out that Yin Guiren's sleeves are embroidered with light yellow flowers, which look like Yao Huang Peony. Woolen cloth."

The curve of Xia Dongchun's lips outlined a disdainful chuckle. After a brief glance, she realized the resemblance, and stood up and said, "This concubine's clothes were just sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs yesterday. Concubine looked at the light green clothes. The pine-yellow flowers are a unique color, so I put them on without paying attention to whether they were Yao-yellow peonies."

The corners of Chun Bin's eyes fluttered, and two pear dimples appeared on her lips with a slight smile.

"Really? I think Yingui is also unintentional, but unintentional is also an unintentional mistake. Since ancient times, peonies have only been used by empresses and high-ranking concubines.

Why don't you, Lord Yin, apologize and go back and cut off your clothes and never wear them again? Sister An and the Empress will not mind. "

"Of course the queen will not mind, because the king of flowers and the master of the harem are just in the hearts of the people."

Xia Dongchun maintained impeccable respect and knelt down and said: "When I return, I will take off this dress and send it to the Queen's Palace. Everything is at the Queen's discretion."

An Lingrong's smile was vague and uncertain, and she just looked at Xia Dongchun deeply.

Turning around, he looked at Yao Huang, who was blooming next to him.

"You two are quarreling, that's all. Jin Xi will go and deliver this pot of flowers to the queen, and tell the emperor what happened today."

"As for Yin Guiren, you can go back and rest."

Xia Dongchun looked solemn and retreated silently, but the stubbornness in his eyes refused to retreat.

Seeing Xia Dongchun go out, An Lingrong's face slowly darkened, like a dark lead cloud hanging in a rainy weather.

Seeing that An Lingrong looked unkind, Jin Xi hurried forward, lowered her head, held the flowers and crept out.

Chun Bin carefully looked at the queen's expression and said angrily: "This pot of Yao Huangmei is beautiful, but it was delivered at an inappropriate time and it was too dazzling.

Such a dazzling thing is unworthy of being kept in Sister An's palace. "

An Lingrong held her head, and the enamel armor inlaid with agate beads lay across the slightly wrinkled beautiful eyebrows, slightly covering the trace of anger between her eyebrows.

She concentrated for a moment and said with a chill in her mouth: "Yin Guiren..."

Chunbi knew that An Lingrong didn't like Yin Guiren, so she changed the subject and started talking about palace gossip.

At the same time, the queen was reprimanding the rich man who was not smart and had been afraid of ghosts and gods for a long time.

Before she finished speaking, she heard a clang in front of the palace door. The queen was startled and immediately raised her head with a frown.

Grandma yelled loudly: "How dare you! How dare you disturb me like this in front of the empress? Are you tired of living?"

Yu Ying'er, who was ordered to deliver something by the steward of the greenhouse, was so frightened that she kept kowtowing. She cried and said in panic: "Your Majesty, please forgive me, I didn't mean this."

Seeing this, Jin Xi was about to plead for mercy when she was stopped by the palace maid of the noble Fu Cha.

The queen took a closer look and realized that the maid who had just come in holding peonies tripped over the threshold and accidentally smashed the flowers in her hands.

Seeing that the queen was displeased, the nanny went up and grabbed Yu Ying'er's collar, forced her to raise her head, and slapped her twice.

"The Queen and Young Master Fucha are here, how dare you be so presumptuous! Where is Jingren Palace?"

Yu Ying'er cried and defended herself.

"Auntie, I forgive you. I was careless and disturbed the Queen and Young Master Fucha. I violated the rules.

The slave girl no longer dares to do this and asks her aunt to forgive her. "

The rich and noble man sneered lightly and caressed the red pearl orchid on his temple.

"Are those two white things dangling from your sleeves your hands? Why are they not even as good as claws?

I can't even hold a pot of flowers steady, and it wouldn't be a pity if my claws were chopped off.

The concubine knew that the maid serving in the flower room was contemptible, but she turned out to be a clumsy and stupid girl.

Speaking of which, after all, the rules were not set properly, so those frivolous servants were allowed to be annoying at all times. "

Mammy immediately said: "Don't be angry, little Master Fucha, I will set good rules for my slaves."

She raised her voice slightly and said, "Little Liuzi, drag this girl down and slap her hard on the mouth. Let's see who dares not to serve her well in front of the Queen!"

The little eunuch outside the palace simply agreed and came forward to drag the maid.

The queen's long eyelashes are like the wings of a jackdaw, and they are dyed with two dark cyan shadows under her eyes.

"Wait a minute! Mother, bring her to me."

The mama didn't know why, but she quickly dragged Yu Ying'er to the queen.

Yu Ying'er was so frightened that she trembled all over, and the queen said calmly: "Raise your head."

Yu Ying'er was in shock and raised her head in fear, there were still two traces of crystal water on her cheeks.

The queen stared for a moment, then slowly smiled.

"Noble Fucha, take a closer look. Who do her eyes and chin look like?"

The noble Fucha looked at her carefully, and immediately showed an expression of disgust, and said disdainfully: "This wretched maid has a foxy look on her face. She deserves to be beaten to death!"

Yu Ying'er was so frightened that she didn't even dare to say anything. She just bent down and kowtowed.

The queen smiled and leaned forward, gently holding her face up with her armor.

The sharp sheen of the armor tip brushed against Yu Ying'er's beautiful face, and the queen said softly: "With such a beautiful face, it would be a pity to kill her!"

The noble Fucha sneered disdainfully: "It's annoying enough to have a face like this in the palace. Although this maid doesn't look exactly the same, there are three or four similarities at a closer look.

If the empress wanted to keep this maid in Jingren Palace, wouldn't it cause trouble? "

The queen looked at Yu Ying'er gently and said softly: "What is your name? What do you do at home?"

There were red fingerprints on Yu Ying'er's snow-white cheeks, her eyes were full of confusion and confusion, and even her voice was trembling and broken.

"Slave Yu Ying'er, Ama was once a coated inner tube."

The queen nodded slightly: "She is a daughter of a good family. Are your family members still there?"

Yu Ying'er sobbed and shook her head: "Ama committed a crime and is no longer here."

The noble Fucha looked at Yu Ying'er with dissatisfaction and said bluntly: "No matter how good a person is, he is just a foxy slave. Even his name is so evil, not to mention that he is still a poor man."

The queen pondered for a moment, and a flash of light flashed in her eyes.

"This name is too small for a family. I will change your name to another one."

She muttered, "Wan Wan, Huan Huan..."

The noble Fu Cha looked sideways with a pair of phoenix eyes, full of ridicule: "If you look like Zhen Huan, just call her Wan'er, Wan at night."

The queen's complexion was jade-like, and she smiled sweetly at this moment, adding to her beauty.

"The noble Fucha is still smart and knowledgeable. Mammy, you can take Wan'er down to freshen up, and then send her to the Fucha Palace to serve you."

Yu Ying'er raised her head in shock and said tremblingly: "Slave, slave..." The queen said harmoniously: "Okay, Wan'er.

No matter what mistakes you made, I will give you to Fucha. "

After saying that, the queen said to the noble Fucha, "My sister Bingxue is smart, so she naturally knows how to train a girl well."

Mammy understood, pursed her lips and smiled happily.

"You are very lucky, why don't you thank the Queen for your kindness?"

Yu Ying'er knew it was not good, but she had to kowtow respectfully and follow her grandma down.

Seeing this, the noble Fucha couldn't help but feel a little annoyed: "Why is the queen so kind to this cheap maid? I don't want her to be around, so I get angry when I see her..."

The queen turned to look at her with a smile and said nothing. The rich man suddenly realized, "Wan'er, Wan'er, that's it..."

She looked happy and said, "Your Majesty is still wise. With such a person here, Zhen Huan is also arrogant and arrogant. I should kill her if I don't hate her!"

The queen smiled slightly: "So, are you happy that I give you Wan'er?"

The noble Fucha saluted cheerfully, like a butterfly about to flutter towards the flowers, blinked, and his smile almost dripped with water.

"I thank the Queen for her kindness, and I will definitely live up to her kindness."

The queen looked at ease and said with a smile: "Mr. Qi is frivolous, impatient, and timid. She is also unlucky and has no children. But you are much more blessed than her.

I like you, so you should cherish your blessings. "

The noble Fucha nodded understandingly and said with great humility: "I owe this concubine to your care and concern.

The concubine is willing to do her best for the mother-in-law and do the work of the dog and horse. "

The Queen smiled and gestured for the noble Fu Cha to sit on the Huanghuali Zhuo Qingluan chair next to her, and said sincerely: "I know all you have done for me these years."

The noble Fucha could not keep his composure and said angrily: "The Empress is kind-hearted, even if she is like this, Zhen Huan is grounded, and the Empress only makes her suffer a little in terms of food and drink. After all, she does not embarrass her much."

The queen sat in the upper seat, leaning on the brocade cushions of heavy azure and yellow satin, with her back straight and her head and neck slightly tilted back, as if she had been concentrating for a long time.

The nobleman Fucha bowed slowly in a docile and docile manner: "The Queen is thoughtful, but I just can't tolerate sand in my eyes. I get angry when I see someone like Zhen Huan."

The queen smiled slightly: "Everyone is destined to be like this."

She said earnestly, "Okay, it's getting late, you should go back and rest. As for that ignorant girl, you can train her."

Yu Ying'er followed the palace guests back to Yanxi Palace. She was trembling and didn't know what to do, but she saw the noble Fucha slowly walked into the Nuan Pavilion and sat down, and told Pei'er, "Take Wan'er to change your clothes and come back."

Pei'er hurriedly agreed and went. When she came back, Yu Ying'er had changed into the clothes of a lower-class palace official in Yanxi Palace.

She wore her hair in the most ordinary bun, and even all the velvet flowers on her head were removed, only tied tightly with a red rope.

Yu Ying'er looked at a loss, and Pei'er took on the posture of a maid in charge and shouted proudly: "Why don't you kneel down when you see the young master?"

Yu Ying'er was so frightened that her knees weakened and she hurriedly knelt down and said, "My slave, Wan'er, please give my regards to my young master."

The noble lady Fucha was reclining on the couch. The soft velvet couch in the color of the lake made her in a rose-purple dress even more beautiful, like a soft flower vine, graceful and graceful.

The noble Fucha picked up a cherry and ate it, smiling contemptuously: "You are so good, you like your new name so quickly. Do you know why the Queen named you Wan'er?"

Yu Ying'er timidly shook her head: "I am ignorant, I don't know."

The noble Fucha lazily straightened up and said sweetly: "You! It's not a mistake to send flowers today, and it's not a mistake to send a pot of Yao Huang.

But the most wrong thing is that your face, eyes and chin look so similar to Zhen Huan.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tell me, don’t make people annoying. "

Yu Ying'er was so frightened that her eyes widened, and she kowtowed repeatedly: "This slave deserves to die, this slave deserves to die."

The noble Fucha smiled and said: "It's not necessary that you should die. If you are willing to gouge out your own eyes and cut off your chin, maybe if the Queen is in a good mood, she will let you go back to the flower room as an errand."

Since you look so much like her, and her previous name was Wan Wan, isn't it appropriate for you to call her Wan'er? "

Yu Ying'er knelt down in a daze, trembling with fear.

"My Lord, please forgive me. My Lord, please forgive me."

The noble Fucha took full advantage of Yu Ying'er's fear, took a bright red peony flower from the white jade vase, tore it into pieces one by one, played with it, and scattered the petals on the ground. "

I know you can't let go of your charming face.

That's right, if you're going to disfigure your face, how can I be happy with it?

Having said that, you still have to thank me. If it falls into the hands of Qi Gui, Qi Gui hates Zhen Huan so much that it would be strange not to burn your face with a stove of hot incense ashes. "

The noble Fucha raised his face, Pei'er understood, pinched Yu Ying'er's ears and said forcefully: "From now on, you will be a member of Yanxi Palace.

These two slaps are to tell you that you should serve your little master well, and you will suffer if you are not attentive at all. "

There was a sharp coldness on the delicate face of the noble Fucha, and he suddenly sniffed and said: "The incense is well lit today, is it storax?"

Pei'er smiled quickly and said, "Yes, the little master burned it half an hour before he returned to the palace."

The wealthy lady's emerald green jade white satin bead-embroidered shoes were gently tapped on the floor, with a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes.

"The fragrance does smell good, but it's just placed far away and the smell is faint, Wan'er."

She looked at Yu Ying'er with a touch of narrow-minded amusement.

"Bring the little incense burner to me."

Yu Ying'er hurriedly put away her tears and fear, and diligently held the copper elephant cauldron. Then she placed it on the table next to the noble Fu Cha. She quickly put it down because it was so hot, and rubbed her hands quietly behind her back.

The noble Fucha shook his head in displeasure.

"Who told you to put it down and put it on the table to block my sight? Just kneel here, use your own hands as an incense table, and hold the incense burner to serve me."

Yu Ying'er wanted to argue something, but when she looked up and saw that the noble Fucha's expression was as gloomy as the sky, she had to hold back the tears that were about to burst out of her eyes and put the incense burner high on her head.

The noble Fucha glanced at Pei'er and yawned carelessly.

"I'm very tired. Let's go in and get some sleep. Remember, you will let Wan'er take care of you like this from now on. Pei'er, you should also teach her well."

Having said that, the noble Fucha left Pei'er outside to watch Yu Ying'er, then twisted her waist like a thin willow branch and went into the bedroom.

From then on, Yu Ying'er's life never got easier.

During the day, I had to wash the clothes of the ladies in Yanxi Palace without stopping for a moment.

In the evening, he had to wash the feet of rich and noble people.

On days when the noble Fucha did not have to sleep with him, he would still kneel in front of the noble Fucha and hold a candle as a human candlestick.

The hot candle oil burned on my hands drop by drop, scalding the skin and flesh, and burning my heart.