Comprehensive film and television starts from An Lingrong's rebirth

Before leaving home, An's mother held An Lingrong's hand and kept telling her instructions. An Lingrong nodded with tears on her face, but her heart was filled with sadness.

Biological blood can never be as good as a man. This man is not good to An's mother at all, but An's mother still stays by his side.

Never mind. In her previous life, An Lingrong had advised her mother but it was useless. In this life, as long as An Bihuai fell, those concubines would not be able to be so domineering no matter how beautiful and favored they were.

Everyone stood in front of the An Mansion for a while, and An's mother kept talking until An Bihuai scolded her, "Don't delay the auspicious time." Only then did An's mother reluctantly let go of An Lingrong's hand.

Before getting into the carriage, An Lingrong looked back at An Bihuai. An Bihuai's face had turned a little blue, and it seemed that the spices had taken effect.

The journey was smooth, and the days on the boat were not boring with Baoqin by her side. Baoqin was lively but not careless, and served An Lingrong very attentively.

Baoqi's family was originally a farming and reading family. He was cautious and gentle. After boarding the ship, he taught An Lingrong to read for two hours every day. The rest of the time, Baoqi quietly served by the side.

Aunt Xiao sometimes did some needlework on the side, and sometimes took Baoshu to grind and dry some things needed for spices.

When getting off the boat and changing to a carriage, Baoshu first rented a horse and went to find a human trafficker to rent a courtyard.

The swaying carriage traveled for half a day, and when the sun was about to set, An Lingrong and her entourage finally entered the city gate of the capital.

Baoshu had been waiting in front of the city gate. When he saw An Lingrong's carriage, he bowed and said, "My lady, I have already rented a house with two courtyards."

An Lingrong, sitting in the carriage, looked at Baoqin. Baoqin lifted the curtain and said to Baoshu, "Brother, please lead the way."

Baoshu smiled widely and replied, "Okay."

The carriage stopped after two quarters of an hour, and holding Baoqi's hand, An Lingrong got off the carriage.

Aunt Xiao went to deal with the carriage expenses. An Lingrong stood in front of the yard and nodded, saying, "Baoshu, you did a good job. Here's a reward."

Baoshu smiled with his hands clasped together, revealing his two rows of white teeth: "Thank you, Miss, for the reward."

After taking the reward handed over by Baoqi, Baoshu bowed and led the way.

The two-entry courtyard is located only three quarters of an hour away from the Forbidden City by horse carriage. There are many official residences in the alleys ahead, so this place is also relatively safe.

Entering the neat courtyard from the main gate and passing the screen wall, you will find the main hall. The blue bricks and gray tiles are clean and tidy. There is a peach tree in front of the secondary hall. It is autumn now, and the peach tree is full of fruits, which is lively and sweet.

Baoqin looked around for a while, then turned to ask An Lingrong: "Miss, would you like to rest here for a while and wait for the servants to tidy up the house before you go in?"

An Lingrong nodded, and Baoshu immediately bowed and said, "Miss, please wait a moment. I will bring you a chair."

There is a stone bench under the peach tree, but it is not as comfortable to sit on as a chair.

After An Lingrong sat down, the last ray of daylight was swallowed by darkness. Baoqi brought a thin cloak for An Lingrong to put on, and lit the oil lamp.

An Lingrong leaned back in her chair and pointed at the peaches on the tree and said, "Pick the bright red ones, cut them and eat them."

Baoqi looked in the direction An Lingrong pointed and responded, "Yes, Miss."

The peach was indeed sweet and juicy. An Lingrong couldn't help but sigh: "The red peach is ripe and red like fire, thrown to the world and the world."

Baoqi hadn't left yet, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help but praise her: "Young lady, you have a great talent for poetry, and you can compose the poem "Traveling to the Immortal Realm" fluently."

An Lingrong shook her head slightly and waved her hand to signal Baoqi to go and do his own thing.