In fact, An Yiran had known for a long time that she would enter the palace. The emperor had previously summoned her to the Shengchen Palace to discuss important matters.
"Your Majesty, as long as my daughter enters the harem, I am willing to double the tax every year from now on."
Just a woman from a merchant family wants to show off to the harem?
"I still need to discuss with Concubine Shen, please step aside first."
Chengbi, dad will find a way to send you to the palace, but the palace is in turbulent waters, and you will have to rely on Chengbi to get through it in the future.
Liang Fu kowtowed heavily and stuffed a heavy bag of silver into the maid next to An Yiran, "I don't ask you to make me sure to be selected, I just ask you to say some kind words."
"Yuehua, take it." She nodded, her eyes as cold as frost.
The emperor asked her to come because he was afraid of her family. If An Yiran didn't agree, it would be useless even if the queen nodded.
The other is that she is really unrivaled in intelligence. She helped him win the world with just one idea, and he had to give her some face.
"Your Majesty? Is the treasury empty now?"
“The more the merrier.”
"How about letting his daughter be drafted into the harem? If she is given a good position then, it won't be considered a injustice to her."
The emperor cast an approving look: "If you take a step back, the world is brighter, but my beloved concubine has an idea."
Someone was sent to ask the Queen for her opinion, but she did not object. Both of them wanted to see how far this wild flower could grow.
So in early March, the emperor, empress and concubines came to Chuxiu Palace for the draft.
Sure enough, I saw the daughter of Liang Fu.
Liang Chengbi peeked at the three people on the stage and found that the emperor was in the main seat, and the imperial concubine's seat was evenly divided with the queen's.
Since there was no need for a phoenix, the original lady made the palace seat into a crane with outstretched wings. There was no precedent in the palace, but the emperor still acquiesced to her behavior.
But An Yiran just took a few glances and brushed off most of the people who seemed "unfriendly", leaving only little angels who were pleasing to the eye and didn't like to cause trouble.
In the cold winter of the following year, Liang Chengbi suffered from the root cause of his illness. His cough persisted for a long time, and his body was only barely healthy.
And An Yiran had been practicing martial arts with her brother since she was a child, and Feng Anran was also piled on supplements by her family.
"Chengbi, it's not good to go on like this." She checked Liang Chengbi's pulse, and then said these words seriously, "From now on, you can work out with me every day."
Sure enough, as soon as she said this, she actually took He Gong up and down to do radio gymnastics every day.
In fact, there is no need for any special fitness methods or deliberate health maintenance. She is just spoiled and does not exercise much, so she has a weak pulse.
Fengyi Palace is now far less harmonious than here.
"How brave Mrs. Feng, how dare you call me by my first name!"
"Your Majesty, this Feng family has repeatedly offended your Majesty, Your Majesty should teach her a lesson." Shi Hesheng beside the Queen reminded her.
"This is the case. I have no reason to forgive you anymore. Pull me out and give you twenty punishments."
"Which one of you dares to touch me!" Feng Anran threw down the teacup in his hand, "My ancestors were the late emperors and tutors. They could beat the emperor in high positions and whip traitorous ministers in class. How dare you, a mere concubine, touch me!"
"I usually follow the imperial concubine to give you some face. Since you insist on picking on me, let's just wait and see!" She left with a flutter of sleeves. There was a palace maid in front of her blocking her way. "You want to commit suicide, don't you?" Sure enough, the maid was so scared that she made way for her.
The sedan chair given to Yu Ansui by the imperial concubine was thrown outside the palace.
"You guys, come back to the palace with me." She took a long stride and sat on the sedan chair, "My queen! I can't do this!"
"What can't be done? Since it is Ran'er's thing, I will help her get it back. Get off!" The palace servants below all knelt on the ground, looked at each other, and begged Concubine Shu for forgiveness. After all, they had offended the queen or Concubine Shu. Not having a good time.
But what if this is the imperial concubine’s will?
"Shihe! Catch her!" Shihe responded and pressed Feng Anran to the ground. Other palace residents of Fengyi Palace also swarmed up.
She was forced to kneel in front of the queen: "You'd better beat me to death, otherwise, I will definitely kill all nine of your tribes!"
"If you are satisfied, Shihe will beat me."
