When the bowl of bitter almonds from Leng Gong was brought, An Lingrong smiled.
In her previous life, she was blinded while embroidering dragon robes for the emperor. Only when she was dying did she realize that the real deity worthy of worshiping in this deep palace was Zhen Huan who handed her the crab apple cake.
Open your eyes again and go back to the eve of the draft.
"Sister!" She threw herself into Zhen Huan's arms with such force that the apricot blossoms fell on the ground, but she accurately popped out a fragrant pill from her fingertips. Three feet away, Xia Dongchun's skirt split open, revealing scarlet trousers.
Everyone saw the daughter of the Prime Minister of Songyang County timidly lowering her head: "Lingrong... I admire my sister's elegance."
No one saw the account books flying in her sleeves:
**On the seventh day of the third lunar month in the Guiwei year, Yikun Palace had an abortion—concubine Hua was introduced instead. **
**On the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, Chun Yuan's old clothes were presented to the queen. **
When the brocade was presented to Zhen Huan, she was humming a song to temper the poison needle: "The white cloud pattern on the moon is the most suitable for my sister's eyes." She turned around and threw the same material to Huanbi: "Put it on, I will reward you!"
That night Huanbi was covered in ulcers, and An Lingrong was ladling crucian carp soup and blowing on it: "It's hot, sister, use it slowly."
On a summer night when the lotus fragrance filled the waterside pavilion, her bare feet were wrapped around Zhen Huan's stockings: "How beautiful the lotus blooms..." The golden bell on her ankle suddenly rang, and Yu Ying'er was dragged into the mud by a school of fish.
Turning around and holding up the dewy lotus pods, her smile was full of starlight: "Cook sweet soup for my sister~"
Until the day of blood test.
The queen sneered: "Zhen Huan is having an affair!"
An Lingrong suddenly gave three high-fives. The four dead men dragged out the blood-stained witnesses. She wiped Zhen Huan's tears with her fingertips and put them into her lips: "Phoenix's blood is cold, how can it be as sweet as my sister's tears?"
