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

Chapter 57 I can't tell you the pain

After leaving the door, Jian Qiuyin stood next to An Lingrong and said with a smile: "It's just the right time for Concubine An to come today. The Queen is very happy to see Concubine An observing the etiquette like this."

"The Queen likes it. It will be good for me to move around more in the future. I hope Jianqiu will tell the Queen this."

Jian Qiu pursed her lips and smiled. Although An Lingrong came from a small family, she knew how to respect the Queen better than others.

After gathering her thoughts, she said: "The Empress has been a little busy recently. Please pay more attention to the matters in the harem. Concubine Hua is very restless these days."

An Lingrong's heart moved slightly. Jianqiu told her what these things were for no reason. She just ignored them and said, "Hua Fei has always been in charge of the Sixth Palace. I think it's because of the hard work. As for this restlessness, what does it mean...?"

Jian Qiu chuckled lightly, with a hint of pride and disdain in her eyes. She seemed to regard An Lingrong as a member of the Queen's faction, and reminded: "I'm afraid that Concubine Wan is so favored, and Concubine Hua is feeling uncomfortable. How can she have the intention to control it?" The palace power is tight, and I hope that Concubine An will take this opportunity to capture the emperor in one fell swoop."

An Lingrong glanced at her quickly, her expression cold and not at all as amiable as before.

Knowing that he had said something wrong, Jianqiu immediately lowered his head and said, "My dear, forgive me, but this slave is also talking nonsense."

An Lingrong thought for a moment. After all, she was someone close to the Queen. If she continued to suppress her, she would inevitably lose her humble character.

Thinking of this, An Lingrong immediately smiled brightly and said: "Why did Aunt Jianqiu say this? She is teaching me. Although I have been in the palace for more than a year, I have been dealing with other concubines and have no time to run to the Queen's Palace." , I need my aunt to give me some advice on everything so that I don’t make mistakes.”

When Jian Qiu heard what An Lingrong said, Fang Kuan smiled heartily and said, "The young master is really killing his slave by saying this."

In a blink of an eye, they arrived outside the Queen's Palace and Jian Qiufang went back.

Jin Xi held An Lingrong's hand and walked slowly towards Yongshou Palace. An Lingrong said unintentionally: "What do you think?"

"Jianqiu is a close servant of the Queen, so she shouldn't be so careless with her words."

An Ling grunted, nodded and said, "The queen has always acted steadily, and it's not like she would have ordered Jian Qiu to say so."

After thinking about it, An Lingrong said again: "Please go and remind Sister Mei, Xin Guiren, Jing Concubine and others that if the Fucha family does not care about their feelings and intends to offend all the concubines in the harem, then I can't Just stare and watch people being deceived."

Bribing and winning people's hearts is the way for concubines in the harem to survive, and An Lingrong is proficient in this way.

Jinxi nodded, and first went to remind Meizhuang and Jingbi, and then went to Rengui Xingui's palace and mentioned that there was something wrong with the balm given by Fucha.

As An Lingrong expected, the Fucha family gave it to Meizhuang and Xingui, but they did not give it to Jing concubine.

It seems that she knew that Jing's concubine was not favored by the emperor and was rarely qualified to sleep with her, so she did not fall out with the old man in the palace.

As for Concubine Cao, Concubine Duan, Concubine Hua and other concubines who were not easy to mess with, after An Lingrong inquired carefully, it seemed that they had not received the balm from the Fucha family.

In the mood of eating melon, An Lingrong went to bed early.

Early the next morning, rumors about the red rash incident were really spread in the palace. Among the people shot were the Queen, Jian Qiu, Chun Changzai, and Concubine Cao.

Their faces and even their bodies were all covered in red rashes, which made them itchy if not touched and painful if touched. The emperor was furious and ordered people from the hospital to read the books all night long and give priority to treating the queen.

This incident caused the concubines in the harem to stay behind closed doors. No one wanted to see them except the emperor, and the former dynasty was not at peace either.

They believed that the queen's infection with rash must have been caused by a collision with the concubines in the harem. They hoped that the emperor would investigate the matter strictly and give the queen an explanation.

The rumors from the former court and the harem successfully disturbed the Queen Mother who was not willing to take care of her health.She came to the Queen's Palace and asked the Queen if she was responsible for the rash.

The empress, who was unable to express her pain, shook her head, pointed at the red rash on her body, and shed a few drops of crocodile tears.

Seeing the Queen in tears, the Queen Mother had no choice but to pursue the matter further. She stayed to listen to the doctor who said that the rash would not cause subsequent reactions, so she took her personal maid back to the palace and continued to eat fast and chant sutras.

As for the empress who was scolded by the empress dowager, she naturally hated the Fucha family and was also thinking about An Lingrong.

You must know that after she woke up in the morning and found that her face was covered with red rash, she immediately called Fucha to the palace to question him and asked him if he had added medicine to An Bin's balm.

At that time, Mrs. Fucha was kneeling on the ground, crying and shouting that no, she really wanted to share her worries and win over the smart concubine An.

The queen closed her eyes, recalling that Mrs. Fucha's expression did not look like a lie. She could only admit that she was unlucky and stayed behind closed doors, not even wanting to see the emperor. She settled down to recuperate.

Her statement made the already worried concubines in the harem even more frightened, and life began to become difficult for Cao Concubine and others.

Concubine Hua took advantage of the great opportunity to get close to the emperor for a few more days, while Zhen Huan was implicated by Chun Changzai. Naturally, she lost her favor in recent days and could not see the emperor.

The biggest winners this time, apart from Concubine Hua, are An Lingrong and Meizhuang.

The three of them once again maintained the stable relationship of the triangle, and each won the emperor's heart with their own abilities.

Unlike Concubine Hua and Mei Zhuang, An Lingrong's bedside attendant was particularly ambiguous, and her treatment was a bit better than that of Zhen Huan.

No, after dinner, Fat Orange took the initiative to come to Yongshou Palace. He couldn't help but hold An Lingrong's hand and walked together at night to relax.

The night leading to the Yangxin Hall is extremely quiet and the night is endless. The bright yellow candles in the oil lamps on both sides illuminate the ground brightly.

The new moon was far away in the sky, and the night wind slowly blew in with the fragrance of flowers on An Lingrong's body, giving this quiet night an inexplicable poetic feeling.

Fat Orange's hand was very warm, and he held An Lingrong's hand tightly and walked forward without speaking.

The ornaments on the two people's bodies would stick together from time to time, making a crisp sound, like an unintentional closeness.

Su Peisheng and Jin Xi, who were following behind, looked at each other and smiled with their aunts at the corners of their mouths. They were both silent, not daring to express themselves for fear of offending the two people in front of them.

An Lingrong's previous sleeping quarters were here, but they were carried over in a sedan chair, wrapped tightly, and sent directly to the dragon bed.

Therefore, she missed the opportunity to observe the Yangxin Palace.

In her field of vision, the main hall was filled with pure mud and gold bricks. The texture was extremely hard and fine, and it was very tight. There was not even a single crack in the bricks, and the light was as flat as a mirror.

Next to the wide dragon bed, an expensive bronze incense burner exuded light incense made exclusively for An Lingrong.

The surrounding red candles were all newly lit, and with the large lampshades, there was no smoke at all.

The yellow silk and Tenglong curtains were rolled up high, and a brocade quilt made of Su embroidery for the birth of a baby was neatly spread out on the couch.

An Lingrong couldn't help but sigh, only the emperor was worthy of such treatment. It was so luxurious that if it were sold in modern times, it would probably not be worth thousands of gold.

(End of this chapter)