After receiving An Lan's affirmation, Lin Qingluan slowly laughed.

The Queen took the lead in preparing the birthday banquet. She could handle the wine, incense, Lin Qingluan's inexplicable Chinese medicine, the man who came to the women's dressing area, and the defense of the bamboo forest behind.

Except for the Queen, it seems that no one can do such a feat.

But why? Such a thing never happened in the last life, and the queen was due to give birth in two months. At this time, she was worried about raising the baby, so she made such a scene just to get rid of her?

Lin Qingluan knew that she was a pawn in Shangguan Lie's heart to contain the Lin family. Now she saw the false love and doting more clearly, especially since she had just had a miscarriage and felt that she was really no threat to the queen.

As for the Lu family... She, Lin Qingluan, has killed many concubines in the past few years. Why did she get on Zhai Hanjing's nerves this time?

If you can't figure it out, don't think about it for the time being. Besides, even if this matter hadn't happened, Lin Qingluan and Zhai Hanjing had been fighting each other for all the frame-ups and persecutions in the previous life, and there was no possibility of living in harmony.

It's just that the Zhai family is there, and Zhai Hanjing is the real master of the harem. Shangguan Lie and the Queen Mother value her very much. Lin Qingluan can't touch her for the moment, but only waits for the future...

In the future, Zhai Hanjing will also have hard times, and she, Lin Qingluan, doesn't mind adding insult to injury again then.

"Master?" An Lan called her in a low voice, "Master, are you still feeling uncomfortable? Is it okay for me to go to the Imperial Hospital and ask the physician on duty to come and take a look?"

"No!" Lin Qingluan immediately refused, but her voice was really hoarse and her spirit was indeed not good, so she could only admit it against her will, "I just drank too much and had a cold breeze, and my body feels uncomfortable and tight. You go and get some soothing

Come on, I’ll just take a nap and be fine.”

"Yes." An Lan went to get the calming pills and a bottle of ointment, muttering about applying medicine to Lin Qingluan.

Lin Qingluan:?

"It's only February, and there are already mosquitoes already." An Lan sighed, "I have been sleeping in the pavilion for a long time, and the back of my ears and neck are covered with red spots from bites."

Lin Qingluan:......

She couldn't help but think of the big mosquito named Zhou Chumu again, and subconsciously touched the back of her neck, avoiding An Lan's hand in a slightly embarrassed manner: "No need."

After a pause, he quickly changed the subject: "What does the little palace maid who shows you the veil look like?"

An Lan really forgot about applying the ointment, talked to her in detail, then helped her take the tranquilizing pills, and continued to rest on her feet and watch the night.

When Lin Qingluan woke up, it was already mid-morning. She considered Fenghan's character and did not dare to run around. She waited for another two days for the marks on her body to fade away before she dared to go to Yongshou Palace without feeling guilty.

people.

After spending a long time with the Queen Mother, before leaving, Lin Qingluan offered to thank Aunt Lin for sending her back to the palace.

Nanny Lin was not a close attendant to the Queen Mother. Although she was considered a first-class maid of the Yongshou Palace, she was always serving in the corridor. This suited Lin Qingluan's wishes. She directly sent away An Lan and An Lan who were following her.

Mu Tang, go over and thank Aunt Lin.

Grandma Lin was a very amiable, round-faced old man, younger than the Queen Mother. She smiled and rejected the purse handed over by Lin Qingluan, and only said: "It was a coincidence that I happened to see the imperial concubine resting in the pavilion."

"I am really confused. I really can't remember how I got there." Lin Qingluan smiled warmly, but looked at the grandma in front of her with a sharp look, "The pavilion is not remote, why is it that only grandma saw it?

Where is I?"

Nanny Lin paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "Maybe... this slave and the imperial concubine have some fate, right?"

"Is it fate? Then..." Lin Qingluan rolled her eyes and smiled particularly sweetly, "There happens to be a shortage of a nun in charge of Wan'an Palace. Why don't you go back with me?"

However, Granny Lin's expression remained unchanged and she was still smiling: "I still ask you to atone for your sins, but I think it is more useful to serve you in Yongshou Palace than to follow you back home."

Lin Qingluan's eyes flashed slightly when she heard this. She stared at Nanny Lin quietly for a moment, then laughed, said no more, turned around and left.

Nanny Lin was very interesting. Lin Qingluan had tested the Queen Mother before. It was obvious that Nanny Lin had not said anything to the Queen Mother, but after hearing what Nanny Lin just said, she hinted that she wanted to know the truth.

Could it be that this Nanny Lin is actually from the Annan Marquis Mansion?

Lin Qingluan frowned and returned to Wan'an Palace, and asked An Lan: "Do you know anything about the affairs of An Nanhou Mansion?"

"Annan Marquis Mansion?" An Lan recalled while helping Lin Qingluan change into the clothes at home, "General Zhou and the master were acquainted in the past, but they were not very familiar with each other, and I don't know him well."

"Yeah." Lin Qingluan lowered her eyes. Zhou Chumu's father Annanhou was also a marcher in the past. Nan'an and other small countries were all defeated by his old man before they were willing to surrender to Dasheng. Therefore, he was granted the title of Annanhou.

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It's just that An Nanhou is now old, and his only son Zhou Chumu is known to have been weak at birth, so he handed over military power early and returned to the capital to become an idle prince, which was considered reasonable.

Probably because of this, Shangguan Lie felt relieved about this family, and now he was willing to use Zhou Chumu.

"On the other hand, Marquis Annan and Madam Hou are a poor couple." An Lan continued, "Back then, Marquis Annan was still fighting in the south, but Madam Hou encountered danger when she gave birth, and almost killed two people. Fortunately, there was...

"She paused and skipped the name, "Noble man helped me, but it's a pity that the birth still left Mrs. Hou with the root of her illness. Mrs. Hou passed away when the prince was less than one year old."

Lin Qingluan was slightly startled when she heard this. She didn't care much about others in the past, but she didn't know that this happened to An Nan Hou's house: "What happens next?"

"Annan Hou is also an infatuated lover. He has no concubines, and he has not renewed his concubine for so many years after Mrs. Hou left. The slave heard that the late emperor once wanted to grant him a marriage, but he refused, saying that he agreed to Hou.

Madam, she is the only one in this life." An Lan sighed, "Mrs. Hou's maiden name is Chu. It is said that the current Crown Prince's name was originally another word 'mu', just to commemorate Mrs. Hou."

Zhou Chumu... turned out to be Zhou Chumu...

Such deep affection is indeed rare, and Lin Qingluan can't help but admire this Marquis whom he has never met before.

She pursed her lower lip, and suddenly remembered Zhou Chumu's jerky movements at first, and she froze on the spot.

Now, with a family like the Annan Marquis Mansion, would Zhou Chumu be like his father...

After some calculations, Zhou Chumu is already twenty-two this year, but it seems that he has never experienced any human affairs. Could it be...

Could it be...

"Well..." Lin Qingluan covered her face in pain. It was probably her fault this time. She bullied the young prince, and she also accidentally broke the rules of the family, right?

She knew that some families in the capital had extremely strict requirements on their children's sex with women. They even had to be 40 years old and childless before they could take concubines. If Zhou Chumu was like this, then she...

Let's think of a way to give the young prince something to apologize.

Regardless of whether it worked or not, at least she felt better, cough.

"Master, someone from the Daming Palace came to tell me that the emperor would like to have dinner with the master." Mulian stood at the door and smiled.

Lin Qingluan was already full of worries. Now when he heard the obvious meaning of the dinner, he suddenly felt even more upset: "I haven't recovered from the cold. Don't make the emperor sick. Go to the Daming Palace to apologize to the emperor for me."

Bar."

Mulian paused and went anyway. Lin Qingluan knew that she could avoid the first day of the new year but not the fifteenth. Then she thought of the beauty she had asked her sister-in-law to find before. She held the pillow, thought carefully for a moment, and temporarily made a plan.
Chapter completed!