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

The next day, an imperial edict was issued, bestowing the title "Hui" on Shen Meizhuang.

When the news came, the three of them, including Concubine Jing, were playing cards in Xianyue Pavilion.

Zhen Huan nodded in satisfaction, "Harmony without drifting, virtuous and receptive to criticism is a virtue, the title bestowed upon you by the Emperor is excellent. For the fifth..."

An Lingrong looked at her messy cards and couldn't help but think: Your Xi character will be better in the future!

Jingpin nodded in agreement, "Our emperor is well-read! Eight."

Shen Meizhuang said: "I quite like the word Hui, right."

An Lingrong didn't have time to respond, she was counting cards in her mind, her head was completely confused!

Seeing that she didn't say anything, the three of them looked at her.

"Who is the landlord?"

This question left the three of them stunned.

Zhen Huan forced out a word, "You!"

"..."

Seeing that she was losing more and more, this was not a solution! An Lingrong suggested: "Three sisters, do you think this is okay?"

All three of them looked at An Lingrong. What new ideas did she have?

"Let's not bet on money anymore, let's bet on slaps. Whoever wins gets to slap the other one, even in the face..."

"Hahaha……"

Shen Meizhuang patted An Lingrong on the back and chuckled, "Stop talking nonsense! If I really slap you, how will you face people?"

An Lingrong pouted: "That's better than losing everything."

Seeing An Lingrong's face full of regret, Shen Meizhuang comforted her, "Don't worry, even if you lose all your belongings, we won't let you starve."

Zhen Huan and Concubine Jing nodded in agreement.

An Lingrong's eyes suddenly lit up, "Sister, now that you're pregnant, your treatment in the palace will definitely be even better in the future!"

Knowing her thoughts, Shen Meizhuang smiled and nodded. The royal family has always attached great importance to offspring, and the share of pregnant concubines is doubled. Even if she has to raise another An Lingrong, she can afford it!

"By the way, Princess Wen Yi's birthday is coming soon. Have you thought of a gift for her?" Jingpin asked. "I remember I have a silver necklace with a bamboo pattern in the storeroom. It would be suitable."

An Lingrong had given up counting cards and joined the conversation, "I'm very poor anyway, so just give me some clothes!"

Shen Meizhuang thought for a moment and said, "I'll find you some good material later. You can embroider some flowers. If you embroider well, you'll be able to show it off! I'll give you a longevity lock!"

"Thank you sister."

Zhen Huan said, "I prepared a peace locket, which has good meaning."

Although they had an irreconcilable hatred with Cao Qinmo, Princess Wen Yi was a child after all, and the grudges between adults did not need to involve the child, so they all chose things with better meanings within their ability.

After playing cards, they saw that it was getting dark, so they went home.

Princess Wen Yi's birthday banquet was scheduled for July 20th. This banquet was not only for the princess's birthday, but also to celebrate Shen Meizhuang's pregnancy.

Jiuzhou Qingyan is located in the western part of the Old Summer Palace. To the south is the Front Lake, which separates it from the Diligent Administration Hall, and to the north is the Back Lake. There are nine artificial islands surrounding the Back Lake, and Jiuzhou Qingyan is located on one of them.

The banquet was held here. The sounds of stringed instruments and orchestras were carried into the ears by the wind from Houhu Lake. Young girls with graceful figures danced slowly to the music, accompanied by fine wine and delicious food. What a wicked feudal society!

The emperor and empress sat at the top, with the noble princes on their right and the concubines on their left. Since Shen Meiyu was pregnant, she sat above Zhen Huan, and An Lingrong sat below Zhen Huan, which was the last position.

But this did not affect An Lingrong's mood at all. She picked up the wine glass and took a sip. The mellow aroma of the wine spread in her mouth, making her feel happy. She slowly savored the wine while enjoying the song and dance performance in front of her.

The music was melodious, the dances graceful. The dancers, clad in gorgeous garments, moved gracefully, like fairies descending to earth. Their movements were elegant and agile, each step imbued with rhythm and beauty. An Lingrong was captivated by this wonderful dance, her eyes following the dancers, an expression of ecstasy on her face.

At this moment, a eunuch outside the palace sang: "Empress Duan has arrived."

An Lingrong sat up straight in an instant and looked outside the door. This was the first time she had seen the legendary "Empress of Lightning". This was a great assist from Zhen Huan!

Concubine Duan held Jixiang's hand and slowly walked into the palace, "I pay my respects to the Emperor and the Empress."

When Concubine Hua saw Concubine Duan, her eyes were filled with daggers. She stared at Concubine Duan with a vicious look, as if she wanted to eat her alive. However, Concubine Duan did not seem to be affected by Concubine Hua's hostility. She still stood there dignifiedly and saluted calmly.

"You're not feeling well, so don't be so polite!"

After Concubine Duan stood still, she slowly looked around, her eyes finally landing on Zhen Huan's face. Her eyes froze for a moment, but soon regained their composure. Then, she smiled and said to the emperor, "Congratulations, Your Majesty, on finding another beautiful woman!"

When the Queen heard this, a sly look flashed in her eyes: "Concubine Duan hasn't seen strangers for many years, so she still retains the same perspective as before!"

Listening to the two people's seemingly confusing conversation, Zhen Huan felt a little confused. Yongzheng smiled and said nothing, but he obviously understood the conversation between the two.

An Lingrong also heard something, but the shrewdness and calculation revealed in Concubine Duan's eyes made her a little unhappy.

After Concubine Duan sat down, Concubine Cao quickly ordered the wet nurse to bring Princess Wen Yi to Concubine Duan. Concubine Duan took the child and gently stroked her face, a kind light in her eyes. Then, she took an exquisite necklace from the hand of the maid behind her and carefully put it around Princess Wen Yi's neck.

Concubine Duan Qi Yuebin was Yongzheng's first woman. Yongzheng remembered clearly the scene when she entered the palace. "I remember this seemed to be your dowry. How could you give such a precious thing to a little girl like her?"

Concubine Duan looked at Wen Yi with eyes that were filled with unconcealed warm affection. "Your Majesty has a good memory. It's a pity that I have been ill for many years. It would be a waste to keep her. Wen Yi is so lovely. It would be perfect for her."

Yongzheng nodded and said no more.

Cao Qinmo hurried forward to express her gratitude, "I, your concubine, thank you on behalf of Wen Yi."

The singing and dancing began again.