The Legend of Zhen Huan: Rebirth of An Lingrong: Counterattack to Become the Queen Mother

"Lingrong, we can't be hasty in reorganizing the harem. We need to plan it carefully." Zhen Huan frowned slightly, with caution in her eyes.

"Sister is right! But we can't delay. Although Hua Fei's party has suffered a setback now, there is no guarantee that there will not be more trouble." An Lingrong's eyes were firm and her tone was a little anxious.

"Yes, we must come up with a set of rules as soon as possible and discuss it with the Queen. Sister Meizhuang, what do you think?" Zhen Huan looked at Meizhuang.

"Well, I think it's a good idea to start with the palace maids and eunuchs. A lot of news in the harem is spread by them. If they are managed well, a lot of trouble can be avoided." Mei Zhuang nodded.

"Then let's make a rough draft first, and then go find the Queen." An Lingrong said, and walked towards the desk.

A few days later, the new palace rules were drafted and the three of them took them to see the queen.

"Your Majesty, these are the palace rules we drafted, mainly for the management of palace maids and eunuchs." Zhen Huan presented them respectfully.

The Queen looked at it carefully and nodded, saying, "You are very thoughtful. This palace rule looks good, let's implement it."

"Thank you, Queen." The three said in unison.

On the way back to the palace, An Lingrong was suddenly summoned by the eunuch to sleep with the emperor that night. An Lingrong's heart tightened, but she had no choice but to follow him.

At night, An Lingrong lay beside the emperor, feeling a little nervous. The emperor seemed to be worried too, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. An Lingrong asked softly, "Your Majesty, are you worried about something?"

"Alas, I have been unable to sleep well lately." The emperor sighed.

An Lingrong had an idea and thought that her knowledge of spices might be of help.

The next morning, the Emperor woke up feeling much more energetic than usual. He looked at An Lingrong and asked curiously, "My beloved, I slept very well last night. Do you have any suggestions?"

"Your Majesty, I saw that you had trouble sleeping last night, so I used some sleeping powder." An Lingrong replied.

"Oh? What kind of fragrant powder is it? It has such miraculous effects." The emperor became interested.

"Your Majesty, this powder is specially made by me using several medicinal herbs, including lavender, rosemary, and some calming Chinese medicines." An Lingrong explained in detail.

"My beloved concubine is really smart. Is this perfume famous?" asked the emperor.

"I call it 'Sleeping Fragrance'. It is something I came up with myself," An Lingrong replied.

"Great! My beloved concubine, if this perfume powder can be promoted, it will be a great achievement." The emperor was very pleased.

"Your Majesty, this perfume powder is specially made for you. The formula is private and should not be promoted." An Lingrong said hurriedly. She didn't want this perfume powder to be used by someone with ulterior motives.

"Well, since it is what my beloved concubine wants, I will not force it." The emperor nodded.

After Zhen Huan learned about this, she came to An Lingrong and said, "Lingrong, your perfume powder is truly magical. Even the Emperor praised it."

"Sister, I just want the emperor to have a good sleep. In this harem, the emperor's health is of paramount importance." An Lingrong said.

"That's right, but you also have to be careful not to make others jealous." Zhen Huan reminded.

"I know, sister. I will pay attention." An Lingrong nodded.

One day, An Lingrong was walking in the palace garden when she ran into Concubine Xia.

"Oh, isn't this An Da Ying? I heard that you used some perfume powder to bewitch the emperor. You are really good at it!" Xia Changzai said sarcastically.

"Concubine Xia is joking. I am just trying to share the emperor's worries." An Lingrong said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Hmph! Don't think you can be so proud for long. There are many people in the harem who are more powerful than you." Concubine Xia waved her sleeves and left.

An Lingrong looked at her back and sneered in her heart. She knew that the struggle in the harem would not stop, but she had Zhen Huan as her good sister and her own wisdom, so she would be able to deal with everything.

A few days later, the Empress summoned all the concubines. "The palace has been peaceful lately, thanks to Zhen Huan, An Lingrong, and Mei Zhuang. Especially An Ying's perfume and powder, which have ensured the Emperor's good health."

All the concubines looked at An Lingrong with different expressions, some jealous, some envious.

"Your Majesty, thank you for your praise. This is what I should do." An Lingrong bowed.

"However, I have also heard some gossip. I hope that you sisters will not be blinded by jealousy and disturb the peace of the harem." The queen glanced at everyone majestically.

Zhen Huan and An Lingrong exchanged a glance, knowing that this calm was only temporary, that a greater storm might be brewing. But they were unafraid, for they had each other, the courage and wisdom to face anything. In this harem rife with intrigue and calculation, they would continue to write their own legends.

An Lingrong returned to her palace and sat at the table, looking at the spices, thinking to herself that she must protect this hard-earned peace and stability and not let the tragedy of her previous life repeat itself. And the secret of rebirth, like the mysterious formula in the spices, can only be buried deep in her heart forever.