This palace comes back in this life, only to be Nian Shilan

Chapter 270: Supporting Each Other

Zhen Huan listened to the calmness in Lingrong's words and remembered the last time she reminded her that it was of utmost importance for the concubines in the harem to have children, but An Lingrong was also so indifferent. Could it be that Lingrong didn't want to get pregnant?

Zhen Huan thought her idea was ridiculous. How could a concubine not want to have her own children?

"Now that I'm pregnant, and Sister Mei has no intention of accepting the favor, you should seize the opportunity." An Lingrong was a smart person, and Zhen Huan believed that she understood her hint.

An Lingrong was savoury the taste of the spicy hotpot she had eaten two days ago. She didn't like spicy food, but in order to temporarily withdraw her green card, An Lingrong chose spicy food over a cold.

She really didn't want to sing nursery rhymes to the emperor on the dragon bed every day. She felt weird about having to enjoy the emperor's favor and sing nursery rhymes at the same time.

It's just pretending to be sick. It's much cheaper to have a meal than to take a cold shower.

Moreover, this spicy hotpot is really delicious.

But there is no need to tell this to Zhen Huan. Now that her sister is pregnant, she has to be careful about her diet. She must not arouse her greed.

"Offspring and the emperor's affection all depend on fate. I can't force it." An Lingrong's eyes fell on Zhen Huan's belly. "What's more, the child of sister and sister Mei is my child. Why should I be afraid of not having a child?"

The topic turned to Zhen Huan's belly. Zhen Huan looked at her belly, which was not yet very obvious, and couldn't help but smile slightly.

"A few days ago, I went to Chuxiu Palace to hug Jinghe. Now Jinghe has gained weight again, and the bellyband I made for her before can no longer fit her. I just made two new ones in the past two days. If your sister's child is born, I will be very busy." An Lingrong painted a beautiful future for Zhen Huan.

Zhen Huan knew that An Lingrong did not want to talk about the fact that she was favored by the emperor and pregnant, so she did not mention it any more.

I really don't know what's going on in Lingrong's mind.

"Your cooking skills are so good, my child will naturally rely on you as his godmother."

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Did you deliver the prayer flags that the Queen Mother wanted?"

Speaking of it, this matter was delayed for a long time. In the winter, my sister Wan and I wrote day and night, and embroidered day and night according to the words. After the embroidery was finished, I said that I would send it to the Empress Dowager as soon as possible and get the job done.

But Sister Wan said there was no rush and to put it aside for now.

An Lingrong was puzzled at the time. Since the prayer flags had been embroidered, why did she have to keep them in her hands?

At that time, Zhen Huan said that it couldn't be too early. If she gave it to the Queen Mother too early, she might be assigned other tasks.

An Lingrong secretly sighed in her heart that Zhen Huan was a cunning person and that she herself was too honest.

Although Sister Zhen is kind, when she uses her brain, she realizes that she has many little tricks behind her.

Zhen Huan originally wanted to hold the prayer flags in her hands for a while, but she didn't expect an epidemic to break out in the palace later, and people were unable to move around in the palace, so the matter was delayed for a while.

Later, the ban was lifted. First, Noble Lady Fucha was persecuted by Sang'er, and then Zhen Huan was pregnant and needed to protect the fetus.

With so many things to do, An Lingrong and Zhen Huan only recently remembered that they have not yet completed the tasks assigned by the Queen Mother.

Such a long time has passed and the Queen Mother has not come to urge her, which shows that she is not in a hurry.

An Lingrong felt that Zhen Huan's decision was absolutely right.

Zhen Huan thought that anyone could embroider the prayer flags, but the Queen Mother just pointed at the two of them, one to write and the other to embroider.

It's just to temper their temper for the sake of their sons.

Although the Queen Mother is the Queen Mother, she is also a mother-in-law.

How could this mother-in-law not care about her son?

Lingrong had lived with him before, and she discovered that there was something wrong with the brocade quilt given by the Queen. She thought of the time before the Chinese New Year when all the concubines paid a visit to the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother specially gave her a brocade quilt with a Bai Zi Fu quilt cover.

At that time, I thought the bed given by the Queen was not too old, so I asked Jinxi to put away the bed given by the Queen Mother.

A few days ago, when Sui Yuxuan was packing up the boxes and Jin Xi turned out the quilt to bask in the sun in the yard, I remembered this.

Perhaps the Queen Mother did it by accident, just in the hope of conceiving an heir to the throne as soon as possible.

Or, what does the Queen Mother know?

Zhen Huan couldn't be sure of her guess, as she had no evidence, so she could only keep the matter in her heart and keep an eye on it.

It was inevitable that the Queen didn't want to get pregnant.

If the Queen didn't want her to get pregnant, she would definitely not be able to help but take action against herself. If the Queen Mother knew what the Queen was thinking, Zhen Huan bet that the Queen Mother would find a way to protect herself, just like the brocade quilt that was not properly protected outside the bed.

As long as the Queen Mother knew that the Queen would attack her belly, she would definitely take action.

That was why she conspired with Ling Rong on the day the emperor returned, and asked Ling Rong to deliberately arouse the queen's jealousy.

If all this is as he thought, then the queen should take action.

Will the emperor fight against the queen for himself?

Zhen Huan felt that she should trust the emperor for once.

The emperor once hugged her on a rainy night and said affectionately that they would share the same hardships and honors and disgraces, and that their relationship should be like that of brothers on the battlefield, where they could support each other.

What's more, she was pregnant with the emperor's child.

"I just came to see my sister. Please go and deliver the prayer flags to Shoukang Palace." An Lingrong thought that today's plan had not been completed yet, so she planned to leave. Anyway, she just came to see Zhen Huan and tell her that things were progressing steadily.

Many things do not require much explanation; they can be understood with just a look or a gesture.

"It's still quite cold at night in spring. I'll ask Liu Zhu to pack some loquat paste for you. Go back and ask Bao Que to dissolve it in water and drink it. Your throat will get better faster."

When Zhen Huan listened to An Lingrong's hoarse voice, she couldn't help but feel distressed. Lingrong's singing voice was so beautiful.

"Okay, I'll listen to you, sister." An Lingrong stood up.

Zhen Huan escorted An Lingrong out of the main hall.

"Goodbye, Miss An." Liu Zhu said straightforwardly with a smile on her face as she handed the loquat juice she had packed to Bao Que.

"Liuzhu, take good care of Sister Wan. I will come to see her again in a few days." An Lingrong looked at the heavy bottles of loquat dew in Baoque's hands and laughed.

My sister and Doctor Wei really think alike.

What she lacked the least in her Yanxi Palace now was loquat juice and licorice tablets. Two days ago, when Imperial Physician Wei learned that her throat was sore, he sent her a lot of them.

An Lingrong actually didn't want to get better so quickly, so she always took half of the medicine and poured out the other half.

This made Doctor Wei so anxious that he broke out in sweat every time he took the patient's pulse.