Yixiu is reborn, fights against her elder sister, and becomes the queen mother

Only Concubine Hua said contemptuously, "You are so pretentious! You could just play the music properly, but you have to do this!"

Zhen Huan smiled and said, "I grew up in the capital, but I've heard people say that the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River is like a fairyland. Recently, it's just the right backdrop for this lotus pond. It reminded me of a line of poetry."

The Emperor's eyes lit up. He ignored Concubine Hua's angry expression and looked at Zhen Huan with burning passion, saying, "Wan Chang is still talented. The spring water is as blue as the sky, and she sleeps on a painted boat listening to the rain. The woman beside the wine shop is like the moon, and her white wrists are covered with frost and snow. It's a pity that I have never had the chance to see her!"

Zhen Huan lowered her head slightly, her emotion unnoticed. She softly chanted, "A river of mist reflects the clear sky, houses on both sides meet under painted eaves, lotus ponds cast a pale autumn light."

The emperor clapped his hands to the beat and squinted his eyes in enjoyment. The boat in the lotus pond slid slowly, and gentle and melodious singing came from the boat.

"Lotus is picked in the south of the Yangtze River, and the lotus leaves are so lush. Fish play on the lotus leaves in the east, fish play on the lotus leaves in the west. Fish play on the lotus leaves in the south, fish play on the lotus leaves in the north..."

An Lingrong's singing voice is naturally melodious and moving, and with Yixiu specially hiring someone to train her, the beautiful scenery makes people feel as if they are in a fairyland, reluctant to leave.

Even Concubine Hua, who had a cold face, had to admit that An Lingrong sang the song very well.

She gritted her teeth and said, "I don't know where this singer came from. Her voice is so moving. Or maybe the Queen knows how to train people."

Yixiu ignored her and instead went out of her way to observe the emperor's expression.

As expected, the emperor stared at the person in the boat with a dazed look on his face, and even when Concubine Hua spoke in front of him, he seemed not to hear her.

As the boat got closer, everyone could see clearly that there was a woman sitting in the boat holding a lotus.

The woman had a slender figure and had the unique charm of a Jiangnan beauty. The most special thing was that the clothes she wore were not the Manchu dress worn in the palace, but the Han-style clothes worn by ordinary women in Jiangnan, and her hair was also combed in the Han style.

The emperor's eyes were almost popping out of his head. He ignored Hua Fei's attempts to stop him and stood up directly, walked to the railing, wanting to see the beauty's face as soon as possible.

Jianqiu looked at Concubine Hua and didn't know why she wanted to laugh so much. She was afraid that Concubine Hua's teeth would be broken.

Zhen Huan was even more sharp-eyed and discovered that the silk handkerchief in Concubine Hua's hand had been torn by her.

As the boat approached, the emperor personally stepped forward and lifted the gauze curtain covering An Lingrong.

Although An Lingrong was not a stunning beauty, she showed a special charm in this unique atmosphere.

The emperor was even happier when he saw that she was a beauty.

He directly took An Lingrong's hand, stroking it while asking with a smile: "Are you also a concubine in my harem? How come I have never seen you before?"

An Lingrong was a little nervous. She took a deep breath, thought of Yixiu's instructions, and replied softly, "I promised Anshi."

The emperor frowned and thought, who is this An? After thinking for a long time, he still couldn't remember.

But he quickly shook his head, took An Lingrong's hand affectionately, and helped him ashore.

"If a beauty is like this, why not embrace her sooner?"

Concubine Hua's face turned green. She glared at An Lingrong and said sarcastically, "An Lingrong, everyone else is here for the banquet, why are you on the boat? As a concubine in the harem, you're dressed like this. Who are you dressing up for?"

An Lingrong was stunned, and timidly let go of the emperor's hand, wanting to kneel down and apologize.

Before going ashore, Yixiu specifically asked someone to tell An Lingrong that if Concubine Hua made things difficult for her, she should pretend to be weak and aggrieved, and retreat in order to advance.

After the Emperor felt the touch in his hand fade away, he looked at Concubine Hua with displeasure. He pulled An Lingrong up again, hugged her, and said with a light cough, "Don't be afraid, I'm here! Today is just a family dinner, and there are no outsiders here. Concubine Hua, you're taking it too seriously!"

Seeing the emperor protecting An Lingrong so much, Concubine Hua could no longer bear it. With a cold face, she stood up, saluted the emperor, and said, "Your Majesty, I feel a little unwell and will leave first!"

I thought the emperor would try to keep me, but unexpectedly, the emperor put all his heart on An Lingrong.

"Since you're not feeling well, go back first!"

The emperor was also a little angry. He was the emperor, and if Concubine Hua did not give him face in public, it was a provocation to him.

Concubine Hua was so angry that she turned around and left. The emperor looked at her departing back and raised his eyebrows thoughtfully.

Concubine Hua has been really ostentatious these days. When the Empress and Concubine Xian were suppressing her, she at least didn't care who she favored. Now that she is in charge of the six palaces, she is actually controlling herself!

An Lingrong looked at the emperor timidly and said cautiously, "Your Majesty, did I do something wrong to make Concubine Hua angry?"

The emperor's desire to protect was infinitely aroused. He felt that Concubine Hua was more and more arrogant and domineering. Look how scared An was.

He gently stopped An Lingrong and said lovingly, "You did nothing wrong. You sang well just now. I vaguely remember that you entered the palace with Concubine Hui Wanchang. If that's the case, then I will make you a concubine!"

An Lingrong suppressed the joy in her heart and wanted to stand up to thank the emperor, but was stopped by the emperor.

Everyone had already sensed the emperor's thoughts and was afraid that he would not attend the banquet, so everyone dispersed quickly.

On the way back, Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang sighed. Shen Meizhuang said, "I didn't expect Lingrong to be so amazing. Back then, everyone said how beautiful the music of that Miaoyin lady was, but I don't think it could compare to what I heard today. It really makes people want to be intoxicated!"

Zhen Huan also agreed with this. "Lingrong hasn't been going out much these days. I was a little worried about her, but now it seems that she should be practicing the music."

As Shen Meizhuang walked, she looked down at her belly. She didn't know if it was because she wanted to get pregnant too much, but she actually felt a little nauseous.

Shen Meizhuang retched, and Zhen Huan quickly helped her sit down in a nearby pavilion. "Sister Mei, what's wrong with you? Are you suffering from heatstroke?"

Shen Meizhuang covered her mouth with a handkerchief. "Perhaps, but let's not make this matter public for now. You saw what happened just now. Concubine Hua was furious because Ling An was favored. We must not cause trouble at this time, otherwise we won't even have anyone to take charge."

But Zhen Huan was still a little worried about Shen Meizhuang. She said with a worried look on her face, "But if she really gets sick, she still needs to call a doctor. I know a doctor in the Imperial Hospital, but we were only friends when we were young, so I don't know..."