The Legend of Zhen Huan: Year after year, we share the spring breeze

Su Ye held An Lingrong's hand and asked, "My lady, what do you mean by that? Why don't I understand?"

An Lingrong smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, as long as she can understand it!"

After saying this, he sighed again, "She ruined my mood while I was enjoying the flowers. I'll go back and ask Xiao Luzi to pick a peach branch and place it in our hall to ward off evil spirits and scare away disasters!"

There are too many evil spirits in this palace, and she is scared.

Two days later, An Lingrong didn't see Su Ye after her nap, so she knew that she had gone to the gossip party again!

Just after embroidering for a while, she heard Su Ye's voice, "My lady, my lady.

"Su Ye rushed into the hall to share her latest news.

An Lingrong raised her somewhat stiff neck and asked, "What's wrong?"

"The Emperor promoted Concubine Wan to the rank of noble lady and even carried her all the way back to Suiyuxuan," Su Ye said excitedly. "Yu was demoted to an official lady and not even allowed to live in Zhongcui Palace."

"Oh!"

An Lingrong continued to embroider with her head down.

She already knew that, okay?

"My Lord, aren't you surprised?"

"It's only a matter of time before Sister Zhen is favored. What's so strange about that?"

Su Ye did not see the "excitement and tears" on An Lingrong's face that he had imagined, and left in disappointment.

An Lingrong was thinking about Zhen Huan’s first disaster on TV.

Yu poisoned him.

Jingren Palace.

The Queen wrote the character "和" (harmony) in one breath. "She became a noble lady so quickly. The Emperor must like her very much, right?"

Jianqiu replied, "It seems so, but skipping one's rank for promotion is against palace rules. Your Majesty, you must try to persuade him!"

"The palace rules were set by our ancestors. The ancestors are the emperor, and the emperor is the king. She is not an ordinary person. It is only a matter of time." The queen said calmly.

Jianqiu looked at the Queen's expression and felt relieved when she saw that she really didn't care.

Inside Broken Jade Pavilion.

Xiao Yunzi was promoted to the eunuch in charge and was busy entertaining the eunuch who came to bring rewards.

Xiao Xiazi handed a brocade box to Zhen Huan and said, "This is something the Emperor specifically instructed me to give you. Please be sure to see it for yourself."

Zhen Huan carefully opened the box. It contained a jade flute carved from a single piece of green jade, delicately patterned and warm to the touch. She and the Emperor had bonded over the sound of the flute, and the Emperor's gift of the flute was undoubtedly a confirmation and continuation of their bond. Zhen Huan's heart was filled with such sweetness that it felt like it was overflowing.

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Xiao Xiazi smiled flatteringly: "The emperor instructed that the young lady has been recuperating from illness and is inevitably lonely on weekdays, so he specially gave the young lady some entertainment and laughter."

Zhen Huan stroked the jade flute and said, "I am ill and cannot see the emperor now. Please tell the emperor that I will personally thank him for his kindness when I feel better."

"It is a blessing for me to be able to serve you, my lord."

As soon as Xiao Xiazi left, Shen Meizhuang and An Lingrong came hand in hand.

"Your concubine gives this to Concubine Wan..." An Lingrong was about to salute, but before she could squat down, she was pulled up by Zhen Huan.

"You girl, you deserve a beating!"

"Sister Mei, save me!"

Several people burst into laughter.

An Lingrong's attention was attracted by the large number of rewards sent by the emperor. Each item was exquisite and gorgeous, and was a top-quality item.

"Sister, you can take whatever you like!" Zhen Huan was very generous.

"Then I won't be polite to my sister. Sister Mei, come and choose."

An Lingrong picked up a Western clock that was over a foot tall and said, "Sister Zhen, I like this."

It has been almost half a year since An Lingrong traveled through time, but she still hasn't learned to judge the time by looking at the sky. She sees that the Western clock in the Hall of Mental Cultivation is the same as the clocks of later generations, but she doesn't dare to ask the emperor for it.

I can only shamelessly ask Zhen Huan for it.

"Xiao Luzi, please help your mistress hold the baby. Don't tire her out." Zhen Huan pulled the two of them into the hall.

Shen Meizhuang was very happy about Zhen Huan's favor. "If you don't make a sound, you'll be a big hit. I'm talking about you. However, you've been promoted without sleeping with the emperor. I'm afraid it will attract the attention of the six palaces. You must be careful in the future!"

An Lingrong, however, had another thought: "I heard that Yu promised to be disrespectful to her sister and was reprimanded by the Emperor. But she has enjoyed a life of luxury and I'm afraid she won't be content to stay in the cold palace. She resents you and might become a pawn in someone else's hands."

"Rong'er is right," Shen Meizhuang agreed. "Even a centipede is still alive even after death. The more desperate the situation, the more ruthless one can be."

"I will be careful, but in the eyes of the harem, the three of us have formed a clique. Because I am favored, I am afraid you will also be targeted by others."

"It doesn't matter, I've already collected the interest!"

"what?"

"Western clock! Since you took my sister's things, you must protect her from the arrows."

An Lingrong always manages to liven up a solemn atmosphere.

"Sister Zhen, your illness will gradually heal!"

As soon as these words were spoken, Zhen Huan understood that An Lingrong had already known that she was pretending to be sick.

"Yes!"

"Sister, I want to listen to the flute." An Lingrong suddenly said, pointing to the flute beside her.

"Okay, what do you want to hear?" Zhen Huan picked up the flute and prepared to start.

"The poem that sealed your relationship with the Emperor." An Lingrong smiled mischievously.

"You dare to make fun of me? I'll beat you!" After saying that, he used the flute as a stick and ran towards An Lingrong.

An Lingrong quickly hid behind Shen Meizhuang.

Shen Meizhuang's hair was twisted crooked by An Lingrong's pulling. She stopped Zhen Huan and said, "Yizi, Yizi!"

The weather was getting warmer day by day, and Zhen Huan asked Wen Shichu to slowly reduce his dosage of medicine. Half a month later, the green sign was finally hung up.

The emperor issued an edict, granting Lady Wan a bath in Tangquan Palace.