The Mausoleum Was Filled with Worry: It's Time for Me, the Anjia Family, to Be Granted the Title of Queen.

The sound of bitter almonds being knocked to the ground was still in my ears, but Lingrong was awakened by the sound of silk and bamboo orchestra. When he opened his eyes, he found that he had been reborn as a palace maid in Qiandi. Today was the night when the fourth prince, Hongli, accompanied Fujin to the palace. Everyone said that Jin Qingying, the side blessing she served, was Si Age's childhood sweetheart and her true love. An Lingrong was reborn, how could he believe this? The Tian family is ruthless and sincerely just a fig leaf for the imperial power. Sure enough, within three to five years, she had seen through the true nature of this pair's love. A man who speaks true love and has many concubines and children. A person who is hypocritical in his heart and believes in the superiority and inferiority of his concubine is a nature. It doesn't matter, it's just a ladder for me to go up. It's not that I'm not worthy, it's that there are too many bitches in the harem. Fortunately, Hongli's harem did not have the number one scholar in the harem, so it was time for me, the Anjia family, to become the queen.