Transmigration: Reverse Exploitation, the System Works for Me

Yun Xinluo's palace maids, being quite perceptive, stepped forward to help. Baoque opened the brocade box and took out the sandalwood double-sided Suzhou embroidery kang screen inside, placing it on the table.

"Please look, Miss Yun. This is a double-sided Suzhou embroidery that my mistress spent two months embroidering. Yesterday, upon hearing of your congratulations on your promotion, my mistress specially asked me to deliver it to the Imperial Household Department overnight."

Yun Xinluo was no stranger to fine things, but An Lingrong's needlework was indeed excellent, especially since it was double-sided embroidery, which was already one of the top embroidery techniques. If it were outside the palace, it would cost at least a hundred taels of silver.

Her eyes sparkled, and a surge of thoughts rushed through her mind: "How could I possibly accept such a generous gift from such an honored guest!"

Regardless of Consort An's intentions, the gift was genuine.

A feeling of being accepted welled up from the bottom of Yun Xinluo's heart.

This was also the first and only congratulatory gift she received.

There is an unwritten rule in the palace that when a concubine is first conferred a title or promoted, the higher-ranking concubines will send her a reward.

However, Yun Xinluo is not here.

The concubines in the harem tacitly refused to give Yun Xinluo any face.

An Lingrong looked at Yun Xinluo in a gentle voice, "Sister, please don't be so polite with Lingrong. It's just a simple embroidery. Please don't look down on Lingrong's humble gift."

"How could that be! Your needlework is exceptional, the best in the world. We admire and love it so much that we would never look down on it. Lian'er, quickly put the kang screen that Your Highness gave you into the warm pavilion."

Warm room!

An Lingrong's eyes lit up. The warm pavilion was perfect! The Emperor could see it as soon as he sat down there, and if he saw it, he might naturally think of her!

"Please have some tea, sir." Yun Xinluo personally served a cup of tea.

An Lingrong picked up the cup and took a small sip; it was Lu'an tea.

"Just call me by my name, sister. I've always been on good terms with Sister Zhen and Sister Shen, and I hope to have more contact with you as well."

Yun Xinluo had no objection; she had originally intended to get along well with An Lingrong.

"In that case, I will listen to Lingrong."

An Lingrong smiled and said, "That's how it should be. I feel more at ease when my sister is like this."

As she spoke, she put down the tea in her hand and sighed, "I've always liked this Lu'an tea, and I often drink it with Sister Zhen and Sister Mei."

In just a few words, An Lingrong mentioned Zhen Huan twice. Yun Xinluo wasn't stupid; she naturally understood the hidden meaning in her words. However, she had just had a disagreement with Zhen Huan that morning, and the unresolved issues in her mind were still unresolved, so she didn't respond.

An Lingrong glanced at Yun Xinluo. After the guards outside Suiyu Pavilion dispersed, it immediately became a sieve with drafts everywhere.

Although no palace servants overheard Yun Xinluo and Zhen Huan's conversation, their unpleasant parting was witnessed.

The mother and daughter had a falling out, and the news spread throughout the entire palace in no time.

An Lingrong was naturally aware of this as well. Although her purpose was not to reconcile the mother and daughter who were practically dead, it did not prevent her from using this as a cover for her true intentions.

Seeing Yun Xinluo remain silent, An Lingrong showed no outward expression, but inwardly she had already cursed her several times over.

"elder sister……"

An Lingrong looked at her hesitantly, "Actually, one of the reasons I only came to Chengqian Palace now is that I haven't figured out how to reconcile the conflict between you and Sister Zhen."

“There are some things Lingrong shouldn’t have said, and the matter between you and Sister Zhen is none of Lingrong’s business. But you two are, after all… it’s impossible for you to sever ties with each other.”

"Moreover, Sister Zhen is pregnant, a time when she is most sensitive and needs careful care and companionship. If you quarrel with Sister Zhen at this time, it may harm the child in your womb. Therefore, I have taken the liberty of coming here to ask you to think more about the unborn... imperial heir."

Yun Xinluo's face flushed. Being persuaded to reconcile by a junior was something she had never encountered before, and her face couldn't help but turn red.

In particular, the fact that this incident was caused by her entering the palace as a concubine, betraying her husband and ethics to become the emperor's woman, made Yun Xinlu feel ashamed and as if she were being stripped naked and scrutinized.

"Ling Rong".

Yun Xinluo took a deep breath. "I know you mean well, and you are thinking of me, Huan'er, and the child with all your heart."

"It's just that this matter is too complicated and involves too many people and things. Neither Huan'er nor I can forget it or forgive it in a short time. Therefore, it's better for both of us to not see each other or have any contact during this period."

Even if they manage to get together, it will only increase their sorrow and make them feel that they have misplaced their trust in the past.

An Lingrong had only said it casually, but when she heard Yun Xinluo's evasive words, she was overjoyed!

There is indeed a secret behind Yun Xinluo's favor with the emperor!

An Lingrong felt a surge of heat in her heart, and fearing that her face might betray her feelings, she quickly lowered her head and pretended to drink tea.

“I see. Since you already have a plan in mind, then I won’t say anything more that might annoy you. I will go and comfort and keep you company as much as possible. I will also keep in touch with you frequently and keep you informed about your situation.”

With Yun Xinluo's favor so abundant, how could I not seize this golden opportunity and repay the kang screen she gifted me today?

Yun Xinluo felt a warmth in her heart; this Consort An was indeed a rare honest person.

Now, the reputation of the mother and daughter is almost ruined, and people avoid them like the plague. Only Consort An continues to be close to them and help them as always.

"Then I'll have to trouble you, Lingrong. But running back and forth like this will inevitably be hard on you."

An Lingrong smiled brightly, "It's alright. I've always been a free person. Even if I don't go to talk to Sister Zhen or pass on messages to you, I'll just sit idly in the palace and daydream."

Without favor or power, one is naturally idle.

An Lingrong seemed to be subtly hinting at something to Xin Luo.

"Rather than being so lonely and bored, it's better to go out and about. Whether it's going to Sister Zhen's Suiyu Pavilion or Sister Chengqian Palace, there will be people to talk to and keep you company, and there will be excellent tea and pastries to eat. In all things considered, Lingrong is the one who benefits."

Yun Xinluo was amused by the playfulness in her words, "Alright, alright, from now on, whenever Lingrong comes, I will definitely prepare the best tea and snacks every day, waiting for Lingrong to come."

"If that's the case, then I'll have to come more often, so that your fine tea and snacks won't go to waste."

Yun Xinluo affectionately took An Lingrong's hand and said happily, "Okay, come more! And bring your needlework with you too. I like to make some small things when I have nothing to do, but my skills are not as exquisite as Lingrong's. It's a waste of my life."

Before, when she was in the Zhen family, at least she had many maids and servants around her to talk to and relieve her boredom, but during this period, almost no one kept her company.

Yun Xinluo is also a human being, and naturally she will feel lonely and isolated.