An Lingrong stood by the window, a gentle breeze caressing her cheeks, bringing a hint of coolness. Her eyes gleamed with wisdom, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

She whispered to herself, her tone full of confidence and anticipation: "Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang are under house arrest. This is a godsend opportunity. Looking back at the emperor's reaction during the selection, he had a very good impression of me. I have a good chance of being the first one to sleep with him."

Suddenly, the sound of hurried footsteps shattered the silence of the room. Xiao Luzi hurried in, knelt on the ground, and breathlessly reported, "My lord, I have already found out everything. Concubine Wan is indeed living in the main hall of Suiyuxuan, just like you."

An Lingrong turned, a glint of pride in her eyes, a sneer curling her lips. She slowly walked toward the alley, her voice tinged with approval, "Very good, you did well." She paused, her eyes sharpening as she continued, "Go, tell Concubine Hua about this news."

Xiao Luzi lowered his head and responded respectfully, "Yes, my lady. I'll do it right away." After that, he quickly stood up and tiptoed out of the room.

"and many more."

An Lingrong walked gracefully to the dressing table and took out an exquisite embroidered purse from the drawer.

She opened her purse, and a handful of golden melon seeds fell into her fair palm, shining alluringly in the sunlight.

She walked slowly toward the path, a gentle smile on her face. "You've done a great job, and this is a reward for you."

Xiao Luzi's eyes lit up instantly, and his voice trembled with excitement: "Thank you for the reward, young master!" He respectfully took the golden melon seeds with both hands, a grateful smile on his face.

An Lingrong patted his shoulder gently, her tone softening yet firm, "Continue to work diligently, and I will not treat you unfairly."

Xiao Luzi nodded repeatedly, his eyes gleaming with loyalty. "Don't worry, my lord. I will do my utmost to serve you until my death!"

An Lingrong nodded with satisfaction and waved her hand for him to leave. Xiao Luzi bowed respectfully and then quietly left the room, leaving it in silence.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation, the lights were lit, candlelight flickering. The emperor sat upright on a throne adorned with carved dragons and painted phoenixes, his gaze blazing with authority. A eunuch from the Imperial Household Department carefully held a stack of green cards, slowly stepped forward, and respectfully presented them.

The emperor glanced over, his brows suddenly furrowed, and his voice was filled with a hint of displeasure: "Where is the green card of Concubine Wan?"

Upon hearing this, the eunuch's body trembled slightly, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. He took a deep breath, lowered his head, and replied, "Your Majesty, Concubine Wan was confined to her house for a month by the Empress, so she does not have her green card."

The emperor's face was filled with surprise and anger. He slammed the green card in his hand down on the table with a loud clatter. The entire hall instantly fell silent, even the sound of breathing becoming inaudible.

The emperor's voice was low and oppressive: "Why was Wan Chang punished?" He looked at Su Peisheng next to him.

Upon hearing this, Su Peisheng immediately stepped forward and bowed respectfully. His voice was low and clear, with a hint of caution: "Your Majesty, I have learned the details of this matter." He raised his head, saw the expectation in the emperor's eyes, and began to explain.

After listening to Su Peisheng's report, the emperor frowned slightly, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes. He sighed softly, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrests of the dragon throne, and his low voice echoed in the hall: "It seems that she only looks a little like Wanwan, but her character is indeed a little different."

The emperor's fingers slid gently across the green card, finally stopping on Shu Changzai's name.

"Then let Concubine Shu be here." The emperor's voice was low and majestic, echoing in the silent hall.

As soon as he finished speaking, Su Peisheng immediately stepped forward and respectfully took the green card. "I will go and pass on the order," he said softly, then turned and walked away quickly.

The emperor leaned back on the dragon throne, his fingers tapping lightly on the armrests. His eyes grew deep, as if he had traveled through time and space back to that sunny day of the selection.

An Lingrong's stunningly beautiful face appeared in his mind, causing his heart to beat faster involuntarily.

Inside Jingyang Palace, An Lingrong was sitting in front of the dressing table, gently combing her black hair.

"Young Master! Young Master!" Chunhua's excited voice came from outside. She hurriedly opened the door with a joyful smile on her face.

An Lingrong turned around and looked at Chunhua with a raised eyebrow: "What's wrong? Why are you so flustered?"

Chunhua took a deep breath and tried to calm her excitement: "My lady, the eunuch who delivered the decree is here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a eunuch strode into Jingyang Palace with an official smile on his face. "Congratulations, my lady! Congratulations, my lady! The Emperor has summoned you to his bed tonight. You're the first among the newlyweds to do so!"

Upon hearing this, An Lingrong lowered her head slightly, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks. She said softly, "Thank you, eunuch, for the good news. I am truly flattered."

She turned to Chunhua and whispered, "Chunhua, quickly prepare the reward money for the eunuch."

Chunhua understood and quickly took out a heavy purse from a nearby cabinet and handed it to the eunuch respectfully with both hands: "Thank you for your hard work, eunuch. This is a small gift from my young mistress."

The eunuch took the purse and said with a smile: "Thank you for the reward, my lord. I will take my leave first. My lord, please make your preparations." After saying that, he turned and left with brisk steps.

Soon, the flower room sent a large number of jade-plated golden cups, saying they were gifts prepared for An Lingrong to sleep with him. The fragrance of the flowers filled the entire room, as if transforming Jingyang Palace into a sea of ​​flowers.

Chunhua carefully placed the vases in order, then quietly walked to An Lingrong.

Her eyes flashed with worry, and her voice was very low: "My lady, there may be something wrong with this jade table and golden cup."

She gently pointed at the delicate flowers. "In folklore, this flower is also known as narcissus. It may look beautiful, but it actually carries a hidden danger. Prolonged exposure and excessive inhalation of pollen can cause tremors at best, and even shock at worst."

An Lingrong glanced at the flowers in the room and felt a chill in her heart.

Recalling An Lingrong's experience of returning the jade intact to Zhao in her previous life, she couldn't help but sigh at the deep calculations in the palace, which were impossible to guard against.

An Lingrong took a deep breath, calming her inner turmoil. She softly said to Chunhua, "Thank you for your reminder. It seems that in this palace, every step must be taken with caution."

She stood up, walked slowly to the window, and opened it to let some fresh air in. The cool night breeze brushed against her face, carrying away some of the flower scent.

An Lingrong turned and looked at Chunhua with a determined gaze: "Go move all these flowers to the yard. Tell them that I like to admire the moon and want to display them in the yard."

Chunhua nodded in understanding and immediately began to make arrangements. Soon, the fragrance of the flowers in the house gradually dissipated.

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