This palace comes back in this life, only to be Nian Shilan

An Lingrong raised her eyes suspiciously and met Baojuan's gaze. After a moment's thought, she finally understood:

"Sister, I will go back after I finish embroidering this row of scriptures."

Baojuan: ??? No, the emperor is coming, why are you going back? Continue embroidering the prayer flags?

Zhen Huan kept her head down as she copied scriptures, and she didn't raise her head even when Xiao Xiazi came.

When her son An Lingrong said he was leaving, Zhen Huan stopped writing, looked up at An Lingrong, and was stunned for a moment before she reacted.

"It's going to snow. If you go back now, your clothes will inevitably get wet. Have dinner before you leave."

Baojuan secretly rejoiced that Lady Wan was also a generous person.

"But, at night, Your Majesty..."

"It's okay. After dinner, we can still look at the rabbit lanterns in this yard. Xiao Yunzi just made them. They are very fresh and interesting." Zhen Huan looked calm.

An Lingrong vaguely felt that Zhen Huan had other arrangements, so she agreed.

In the entire Suiyuxuan Palace, the happiest person was only Baojuan. Perhaps because she could not hide her emotions, Huanbi saw through Baojuan's thoughts at a glance, and at the same time, she felt a little more disgusted with An Lingrong who refused to leave.

But ever since the young lady taught her a lesson about the Fu Guang Jin incident, Huanbi has restrained herself a lot.

Even if they are dissatisfied, they dare not show it in public.

When Liu Zhu heard that An Lingrong was going to stay for dinner, she happily took Huanbi to the small kitchen to prepare a few more dishes.

Huanbi had been in the kitchen before she dared to vent: "Such a tactless vixen, and she still wants to stay and share the young master's favor."

Huanbi's bitter face makes people feel disgusted.

Liu Zhu glanced at Huanbi's face and quickly covered her mouth: "My ancestor, why are you still so angry? Didn't Miss An just say she wanted to leave? It was our young master who wanted to keep Miss An here."

"It's nothing but pretense!" Huanbi said bitterly as she picked the dry leaves from the vegetables and threw them away.

"Miss Huanbi, the master's affairs are not something you and I can arrange. The emperor will come in the evening, so please go and check on the tea." Jinxi came in and shouted.

Huanbi ran outside angrily to check the stove.

Huanbi hasn't been disciplined for a long time and is starting to become impetuous again. Liuzhu looked at Jinxi with an apologetic smile on her face.

At night, snowflakes began to fall again. Yongzheng rode on the dragon chariot to the entrance of Suiyuxuan, but the door was closed.

Xiao Yunzi came out and said, "Your Majesty, please forgive me. Concubine Wan is not feeling well."

The emperor walked in and wanted to see what was going on.

When he arrived at the main entrance of Shuiyuxuan, he found that the door was indeed closed. For a moment, the emperor didn't want to push the door open directly.

"Hanhuan, I'm here to see you, why are you closing the door and not seeing me?"

"Your Majesty, I have just had my period and I have also caught a cold. I look very bad now and I dare not come to see you. Please go to another concubine."

"Huanhuan, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you a little. I'll go in and take a look, okay? Just a glance."

"Silang knows Huanhuan's heart best. Huanhuan is now sick and ugly, and she will never let the emperor see her. It's better to wait until I get better, and then go to the Yangxin Palace to see the emperor."

Zhen Huan and An Lingrong stood in the room. An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan's face, which showed no signs of illness, and was too nervous to speak.

When I don't want to sleep with the emperor, I can only complain a few words in my heart, but this sister Wan really dares to do it.

The candlelight reflected the emperor's slightly disappointed figure on the paper window of Sui Yuxuan.

Seeing that the emperor was hesitating, Zhen Huan simply picked up the lampshade and blew out the candle, indicating that she was going to rest. The figure on the paper window turned and walked away.

"Well, I'll come see you again when you're better in a few days."

"Sister is so bold." An Lingrong didn't expect that the emperor really left.

Zhen Huan gave An Lingrong a playful smile.

"I have heard that Imperial Noble Consort Dong E refused to let Emperor Shunzhi take one last look at her before she died, fearing that Emperor Shunzhi would see her sick face and ruin their good memories. Now it seems like this is a good idea to politely refuse the emperor."

An Lingrong looked at Sister Wan with a cunning face, and wondered in her heart how different Sister Wan was from herself.

Even though she refused the emperor's visit to Suiyuxuan today, she was still reluctant to accept it. Unlike herself, she really didn't want to accept it.

Zhen Huan pulled An Lingrong back to the couch, only to see An Lingrong picking up the embroidery frame again. She had been embroidering prayer flags for several days in a row, and she was almost developing muscle memory for it.

"Okay, you've been embroidering for a whole day. You don't feel tired." Zhen Huan snatched the work from An Lingrong's hands.

"Didn't the Queen Mother say..."

"The Queen Mother only asked us to embroider but didn't set a time limit. Why are you so naive?" Zhen Huan turned her hands, which had been copying scriptures for a long time. Her wrists felt a little sore.

An Lingrong suddenly realized that she had been working like a beast of burden for so long that she had developed muscle memory from working for free.

"After the emperor has gone far away, let's go to the courtyard to admire the lanterns. The lanterns made by Xiao Yunzi are so beautiful." Zhen Huan smiled playfully at An Lingrong.

When Xiao Xiazi said during the day that the emperor would come to Sui Yuxuan tonight, Zhen Huan had no intention of receiving him. What you can't get is always the best, and it is best to be close to the emperor but not too far away.

As expected, little Yunzi is a handyman. A few days ago, Zhen Huan said that ordinary people can go out to see lanterns on the Lantern Festival, but it is boring in the palace. So little Yunzi brought many bamboo strips from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and prepared to make lanterns for Zhen Huan.

Now Zhen Huan and An Lingrong were standing side by side on the corridor of Sui Yuxuan, looking at the brightly lit courtyard. The crabapple trees in Sui Yuxuan were also decorated with small red lanterns.

There are also carp lanterns, swallow lanterns, lotus lanterns, etc. (Readers, please add any other lanterns.)

An Lingrong looked at it with great delight, "This little Yunzi's cooking skills are really good."

In previous years in Songyang, because her father favored his concubine over his wife, An Lingrong stayed at home with her mother during every Lantern Festival and rarely went out to visit the festival.

Ordinary young ladies from official families are accompanied by personal maids when they go out, but her father even saved the money to find a maid for her, so it was of course inconvenient for her to go out.

"I hope the two ladies don't mind my craftsmanship." Xiao Yunzi handed two exquisitely shaped lanterns to Zhen Huan and An Lingrong.

Zhen Huan's was a rabbit lantern and An Lingrong's was a lotus lantern. Holding lanterns, the two of them stood on the corridor and looked up to watch the carp playing in the water, which was very interesting.