She always plays cards out of the ordinary

Zhen Huan carefully comforted An Lingrong, "Sister has such a good voice, how could she possibly cause trouble for us? Just don't worry."

Zhen Huan knew that An Lingrong had already agreed in her heart, but she just looked a little uncomfortable. So she simply decided on this matter, "Okay, it's settled, the three of us sisters will be together. But in this case, you will have to come to my Sui Yu Xuan more often during this period of time."

"Sister, you are joking. It is Lingrong's honor to come to Suiyuxuan to accompany you."

"Well, I'll let Huanbi inform Sister Mei. We'll practice hard during this period. I believe that by New Year's Eve, the three of us sisters will stand out."

After An Lingrong brought Zhen Huan's dance costume back to Yanxi Palace, she thought that the dress must be made as soon as possible, and then she would give it to Zhen Huan to try on. If there were any changes, they could be made earlier to avoid wasting time.

Therefore, in the following days, An Lingrong did not go out except to pay respects, but stayed at home embroidering dance costumes every day.

That day, An Lingrong was embroidering clothes next to a charcoal brazier. The weather was getting colder and colder. If she didn't stay warm by the charcoal brazier, her fingers would be so stiff that she couldn't hold the needle and thread.

Suddenly a strange noise startled An Lingrong. She looked up and saw Baojuan walked in with a strange look on her face. Seeing An Lingrong still embroidering clothes, she couldn't help herself.

"My lady, you have been embroidering during the day and at night. Do you still want your eyes? Why do you care so much about Wan Changzai? She doesn't even treat you as a sister."

An Lingrong was a little confused, "What's wrong with you? What do you mean Sister Zhen doesn't treat me as a sister?"

Baojuan said angrily, "That's right, young lady, you don't know what I saw today. The brocade dress you gave to Wan Changzai before, I saw her wearing it today. Wan Changzai really doesn't take you seriously, young lady. You made it for Wan Changzai yourself!"

An Lingrong was stunned for a moment, "Are you sure it's the one I gave to Sister Zhen?"

Bao Juan said unconvincedly, "How could it be true? Not only that, the program on the New Year's Eve banquet was originally agreed upon by Shen Guiren and Wan Changzai to perform together, and they didn't even want to invite you. It was only because they found that they couldn't handle the dance costumes themselves that they reluctantly dragged you along. It's a pity that you still help Wan Changzai like this. When I think about how we took so many things to Sui Yuxuan, I feel it's not worth it."

When An Lingrong heard this, she looked a little dazed. She was not paying attention and the needle and thread in her hand pricked her finger. Blood came out from her fingertips and stained the clothes that An Lingrong was embroidering at the time.

Fortunately, the color of the dress is red, so it cannot be seen unless you look closely, otherwise An Lingrong would have to find another way to remedy the situation.

An Lingrong lowered her head and gently wiped the blood off her clothes and fingers with a handkerchief. "How did you know?"

Baojuan said angrily, "Of course it was Huanbi who told me. They had been preparing for the dance for who knows how long, but their dance costumes got stuck, so they thought of looking for you, young lady.

The fabric for this dress was obtained from Concubine Shen half a month ago. If they really wanted to, they would have informed you long ago. Why would they ask you to rush the work now?"

After listening to this, An Lingrong continued with her needlework without saying a word.

Bao Juan saw that An Lingrong had no reaction at all, "My lady, please say something. Do you really want to help Concubine Wan?"

It's not that An Lingrong didn't want to talk. In fact, she had long understood the relationship between herself and Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang. It's just that Zhen Huan had helped her a lot in the past, and she and An Lingrong were like sisters in their daily interactions. What she really didn't expect was that Zhen Huan actually gave the clothes she had given her to Huanbi. This was simply a humiliation for An Lingrong.

After a while, An Lingrong said in a hoarse voice: "Baojuan, you have crossed the line."

After all, Baojuan is not Huanbi. After An Lingrong said this, Baojuan didn't dare to speak again.

But at night, An Lingrong tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Although she wanted to forget about this matter, Baojuan's words today kept repeating in her mind.

She kept thinking that Zhen Huan gave the clothes she made to Huanbi. Is this the position she held in her heart?

An Lingrong did not sleep well that night, but despite this she still tried her best to make Zhen Huan's dance costume and send it back the next day.

Zhen Huan picked up the dance costume with a look of joy, "This costume was repaired so quickly? I knew that with your embroidery skills, Lingrong, you would not let me down. Look at how delicately each flower is embroidered here."

Then she pointed at An Lingrong's dark circles with concern and said affectionately, "Look at you, you must have stayed up late again, right? I told you not to rush, don't do this next time."

An Lingrong still had a shy expression on her face, as if she was completely unaware of yesterday's news.

"I just wanted my sister to try it on earlier. If it doesn't fit, we can still modify it."

With the help of Huanbi and Jinxi, Zhen Huan changed into her dance costume and showed it to An Lingrong, "It fits me perfectly. How can I not trust your craftsmanship?"

"As long as sister likes it."

***

New Year's Eve finally arrived. There was a grand banquet in the palace on this day, so everyone had to attend, including Fucha Xinyun, the imprisoned Concubine Nian, and the sick Concubine Duan.

Being able to come out to attend the dinner this time was also a reward from Yinzhen to Nian Gengyao. Ever since Concubine Hua was demoted to Concubine Nian, Yinzhen had been waiting for Nian Gengyao's move. As long as Nian Gengyao showed a hint of dissatisfaction, Yinzhen would let his deputy general control Nian Gengyao.

The person in charge of the army must be completely loyal to the emperor. If he has any other intentions, he cannot be used. I didn't expect that Nian Gengyao was so arrogant before, but there was no movement after this incident. Although Yinzhen felt strange, since Nian Gengyao did not betray him, Yinzhen would not take action against the meritorious official.

So he gave the Nian family a favor, allowing Concubine Nian to come out to attend the New Year's Eve banquet, and let the two brothers and sisters meet. By the way, Yinzhen also wanted to see General Nian in this world. After all, seeing is believing.

This time, even the long-ill Concubine Duan attended the dinner, and Fucha Xinyun could imagine that this night would be wonderful. In order to protect her health, Fucha Xinyun did not wear a flower pot bottom as usual. After all, it was allowed by the emperor, and no one could say anything. Although concubines could not ride on the sedan chair, Yinzhen, thinking of her pregnancy, allowed Fucha Xinyun to ride the sedan chair in the palace.

However, Fu Cha Xinyun declined on the grounds that it was against the rules. It was the coldest time of the year, and although the snow outside was often cleared, there would inevitably be some omissions. If the time came and she was sitting on the sedan chair, and a palace maid below slipped, she would fall from such a high place and would definitely injure her stomach.

But if you walk, the risk can be somewhat controlled.