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

The emperor's first words instantly chilled An Lingrong's heart. He did not criticize Prince Guo too much, but simply fined him a few months' salary and brushed the matter over.

An Lingrong lowered her eyes, wondering if the emperor would treat Prince Guo like this if Zhen Huan was hit on the head by a wild goose and fell into a coma.

Humiliation comes from the bones, and you are inferior to others in every way.

Undeserved emotions welled up in her heart, and An Lingrong knew that she couldn't let the emperor notice her emotional changes now.

She held the emperor's hand and whispered that she didn't blame Prince Guo, but that she wanted to come to the hunting ground to see the emperor's heroic appearance while riding and shooting.

It's a pity that Lingrong was not lucky enough to see the emperor win the first place.

As soon as these words came out, the distress in the emperor's eyes became more intense, and his impression of Prince Guo became even worse.

This was not only because An Lingrong was hit on the head by a wild goose, but also because the prince did not show humility to him as his elder brother and emperor in the previous riding and shooting competition.

If Concubine An hadn't happened to be passing by and got injured, perhaps today's riding, shooting and hunting champion would have been crowned King Guo.

This kind of loss of face would not make the emperor feel anything when he was happy, but when he came to his senses, he would definitely be unhappy.

Since ancient times, it is common for emperors to be moody.

And An Lingrong knew this exactly, and tried her best to set a trap for Prince Guo, so that his status in the emperor's heart would drop again and again.

Seeing that her words had an effect, An Lingrong changed the subject and pretended to be concerned about the safety of the concubines.

It was enough for her to be the only one injured, but the other concubines must not be injured, especially the pregnant noble Fu Cha. The emperor also needed to send more people to keep an eye on her to avoid any accidents.

This summer resort is not as strict as the palace, and the number of attendants and palace people is not large, so it is better to be cautious.

The emperor nodded and touched the green hair next to An Lingrong's ear approvingly.

Immediately afterwards, he told An Lingrong not to get out of bed and move around at will, but to wait in bed for the imperial doctor to prescribe medicine. Taking good care of her health was the most important thing. If there was any need, just ask the servants to do it.

The concern in her words was very strong, but An Lingrong was not fooled by the appearance.

According to the meaning of the emperor's words, it was simply that she was not qualified to sleep on this dragon bed for a long time.

After using up the decoction prescribed by the imperial doctor, and taking another pulse, you can go back to recuperate your body.

An Lingrong, who knew it well, nodded obediently, huddled in the quilt and closed her eyes.

The emperor sat by the bed and quietly looked at An Lingrong's delicate and fragrant face for a while. Not long after, he was invited away by Songzhi who came from Concubine Hua.

An Lingrong knew that Nian Gengyao's faction would not be eliminated and the emperor had no important matters, so she could not pretend to ignore Concubine Hua.

She didn't care either.

After pretending to be sick and resting for a day, An Lingrong got up early the next morning to visit Meizhuang, who already knew that she was pretending to be knocked unconscious.

After entering the Yurun Hall, An Lingrong smiled when she saw that Meizhuang had just woken up from a nap and the wet nurse next to her was teasing the little princess.

He joked that the clothes Meizhuang was wearing were really novel, and there should be a limit to random matching.

If the emperor sees it, wouldn't it mean that he loses his title of Hui in vain?

Meizhuang saw An Lingrong making fun of her dress and looked down at her body.

She was wearing homely clothes, with a few jasmine flowers randomly tied on her hair, scattered with a few green water plum blossoms.

Wearing a goose-yellow flowered blouse, her fair skin was faintly visible.

Meizhuang thinks that she is plumper, more beautiful and more attractive than before.

But when it came to An Lingrong's mouth, it was nothing.

Mei Zhuang was half leaning on the bed, drinking sour plum soup with Cai Yue's hand, pretending to ignore An Lingrong.

But An Lingrong's palace is very deep, and she is calmer than Meizhuang who gave birth to a baby.

After a while, Meizhuang, who felt awkward in the room, finished a bowl of sour plum soup that was refreshing and appetizing. He couldn't help but said, "Come and try their new sour plum soup. It's better than the one made by the imperial kitchen."

An Lingrong realized that Mei Zhuang had been pregnant for three years. She couldn't help covering her lips and said with a smile: "Sister Mei may have forgotten that this sour plum soup was dedicated to the emperor by Ling Rong, but then the weather gradually became colder, and the emperor did not order anyone." Hype the new sour plum soup.”

When he heard that the sour plum soup was made by Lingrong, Meizhuang didn't believe it at first, but then he asked the two palace attendants around him to confirm the matter.

Her face was suddenly filled with annoyance, she knocked her head and said, "My head is getting more and more confused, and I have even forgotten this."

Everyone looked like they wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, and it was very hard to endure.An Lingrong took the opportunity to sit next to Mei Zhuang and replied with a smile: "This is a good thing. Don't remember the past, just focus on the present. Lingrong can't do this even if she imagines Sister Mei."

"Just your sweet mouth."

Mei Zhuang laughed, shook his head and said, "Look at my memory, it's obvious that it's not good anymore."

After saying that, she asked Bai Ling: "Is there any more? Go get another bowl."

Bai Ling said in surprise: "My dear, you have already drank two bowls today, and now there is no more."

Mei Zhuang had no choice but to give up and sit in front of the dressing table while Bai Ling combed her hair, teasing her three or four month old sweetheart from time to time.

An Lingrong is such a smart person. Knowing that Mei Zhuang has a good appetite recently, she turned to Jin Xi, Bao Juan and Baoping said: "Jin Xi go to my place and get some ingredients for sour plum soup and come to Sister Mei. Wait. I will make a few more bowls and let them cool down until the afternoon before drinking."

"Baojuan and Baoping, go to Eunuch Huang from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and ask for more ice. Without ice, this sour plum soup won't taste good."

Everyone took orders and resigned to An Lingrong and Meizhuang one by one.

Although Meizhuang made mistakes in trivial matters, her control of details was still very good.

When she heard that An Ling had asked the three palace attendants to leave, she also left Bai Ling's hand and said: "I will comb it myself. You and Caiyue will go outside to pick some beautiful flowers and put them in the vase. Mother, please carry the princess outside to bask in the sunshine, and be careful not to hurt your eyes."

Seeing them going out, he walked up to Ling Rong and asked, "What's wrong?"

An Lingrong told the whole story of yesterday's conversation with the emperor, including Prince Guo's previous access to the harem at will, omitting only the important key factor, Zhen Huan.

After speaking, she sighed: "I didn't want to use such underhanded tactics to treat Prince Guo to win the emperor's favor, but the side hall where I live now is also exclusive to the emperor. If I don't do this, the queen and Concubine Hua may have to do it." Harm me."

Meizhuang frowned and said nothing for a long time, then said: "I heard from you that Prince Guo's status in the heart of the emperor is probably not low. If the rumors that he messes with girls everywhere and is merciless are true, the rest of the vicious harem will be affected." I promise not to use him to make an issue."

Meizhuang shook his head and sighed, "The emperor prefers you, but he doesn't promote you to your position. You can only do this. Fortunately, the imperial doctor and others did not notice the problem."

An Lingrong thought for a moment and replied, "I'm sure no one has guessed my motives, but I just don't have anything to draw a conclusion about."

Meizhuang nodded and said: "It's good that no one discovered it. Huan'er is just..."

Meizhuang, who consciously said something wrong, stopped and changed the subject.

"Yesterday, while you were away, I learned from Concubine Jing that Princess Wen Yi of Xiang Concubine will be one year old soon. The Emperor is also very proud of her, and specially asked the Queen and Concubine Hua to make the Ministry of Internal Affairs lively. I'm afraid That Concubine Hua will never let go of the opportunity to add favors to her."

When the weather cools down, they go back and it happens to be Wen Yi's birthday.

At that time, it will be the day when Concubine Hua will take advantage of the opportunity and gain favor again.

At present, An Lingrong has no idea about Wen Yi. She said bluntly: "What can I do? There are not many dragon descendants under the emperor's knees. Concubine Qi's third elder brother has not done anything, and only the princess and Xiang of Xin Guiren are left." She is a concubine’s princess, and Wen Yi is as cute as jade and snow in her infancy, so the emperor will inevitably love her more.”

Meizhuang was speechless, only sighed quietly, and looked at the pattern of clouds and bats on the silver-red soft screen window in a daze.

After a moment of silence, he said slowly: "No matter how favored the emperor is in front of him, without any heirs to rely on, this favor will not be stable after all."

Seeing that An Lingrong didn't answer, Meizhuang continued: "The emperor loves Third Brother and Concubine Qi more than before. He visits them once a month. The same goes for Cao Ronghua and Concubine Xin Gui. Even if the child is a daughter, the emperor does the same. Love.

"As long as you care about your children, you will never forget your birth mother and cherish her to some extent. If you don't have children, the pampering will only last for a while. After a while, the interest will be thrown aside. The former concubine Li is the best example."

The more Mei Zhuang talked about it, the more distressed he became, and his worried expression appeared. He completely forgot that he was also the one who gave birth to a daughter for the emperor.

An Lingrong hesitated for a while, but finally asked: "Sister Mei, you already have Princess Hehui. Could it be that you are worried about Lingrong? Or..."

She secretly glanced at Mei Zhuang's flat belly under her light pajamas, "Sister Mei plans to have another child and become a concubine in one fell swoop?"

It stands to reason that Meizhuang should not be so anxious to continue to favor her. She has been promoted to the throne very quickly. With her help, she only needs to make some small plans and the concubine position will be just around the corner.

There is no need to spend more time to give birth to a dragonborn, the group of evil wolves in the harem are not easy to deal with.

An Lingrong's eyes seemed to be directed toward her stomach.

Meizhuang's pink face turned as red as a dove's blood gem, and he said without hesitation: "Since I gave birth to Princess Hehui, Your Majesty, you have only spent three days fishing and two days casting nets. After all, I will go to your place in one month." If there are more, you should be happy too."

An Lingrong didn't expect to go around in circles, but Mei Zhuang still kept talking about her having a baby, and said quickly: "Rong'er is still young and doesn't want to think about this."

After a moment of reaction, she then asked doubtfully: "How can the Emperor not allow his sister to fish for three days and cast the net for two days? After confinement, the number of times the Emperor comes to Cunju Hall is unmatched by the Sixth Palace!"

Mei Zhuang was obviously touched, and said slowly: "Can't the Sixth Palace compare? There are Sixth Palace, too. Even if the emperor loves me more, he can't ignore them. But if I am lucky enough for one night, all of them will look at them with eager eyes. Not to mention that Hehui always asks me to take care of her in the middle of the night, and there is nothing the wet nurse can do about her."

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