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Chapter 549 The Legend of Zhen Huan An Lingrong 6

His kiss was domineering and passionate, with an irresistible force, as if he wanted to rub her entire body into his.

He held the back of her head with one hand and deepened the kiss, feeling the warmth coming from her body.

An Lingrong felt weak all over, like a floating duckweed, letting him do whatever he wanted. She closed her eyes, gradually sinking into his gentle offensive, responding to his passion.

The temperature in the bedroom gradually rose, and the smell of ambergris mixed with the woman's faint body fragrance filled the air, ambiguous and seductive.

The red candles flickered and the curtains hung low, blocking out the spring light in the room.

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The next day, when An Lingrong woke up, she felt sore all over, as if she had been run over by a carriage.

Yinzhen was sleeping soundly, with a trace of fatigue on his handsome face, but it could not hide the satisfaction and happiness between his brows. His big hands tightly wrapped around her waist.

An Lingrong moved slightly, trying to get up, but accidentally woke up Yinzhen.

"Awake?" Yinzhen opened his eyes and looked at the person in his arms. His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of laziness as if he had just woken up.

"Your Majesty..." An Lingrong blushed and buried her head in his chest, not daring to look at him.

Yinzhen looked at her shy appearance, and his heart moved. He lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, and said softly: "What? Are you still shy?"

An Lingrong didn't say anything, but just lowered her head even lower. She was like a frightened deer trying to avoid being hunted by a hunter. A layer of light pink appeared on her fair skin, as delicate and beautiful as peach blossoms in March, adding a bit of charm to her.

Yinzhen felt even more pity for her when he saw her like this. He stretched out his finger and gently lifted her chin, forcing her to look up at him.

"Look at me." His voice was low and magnetic, with an irresistible majesty.

An Lingrong didn't dare to disobey, so she could only slowly raise her head, her watery eyes looking at him timidly like a frightened little rabbit.

When their eyes met, Yinzhen's eyes flashed with surprise. He had never observed her so carefully before. Her eyebrows and eyes had a bit of the gentleness and elegance of a Jiangnan woman, but also revealed the dignity and elegance of a lady from a noble family, making people want to hold her in their hands and protect her.

"Rong'er, you are so beautiful..." He couldn't help but admire her, his tone full of tenderness and pampering.

An Lingrong's cheeks became even hotter. She lowered her head shyly, not daring to look at his burning gaze.

"Your Majesty..." She called softly, her voice as weak as a mosquito.

Yinzhen looked at her shy and lovely appearance, his heart moved. He lowered his head and gently kissed her lips.

His kiss was gentle and lingering, moistening her heart like spring rain. An Lingrong felt weak all over, like a floating duckweed, letting him do whatever he wanted.

"Your Majesty, it's time to go to court..." Su Peisheng's voice came from outside the house, respectful and cautious, but it broke the charming atmosphere in the bedroom.

Yinzhen frowned, seeming a little unhappy that his sweet dream was disturbed. He gently put An Lingrong's hand back into the quilt, tucked the corner of the quilt for her, and then stood up slowly.

"Your Majesty..." An Lingrong's voice was gentle but a little hoarse from just waking up, like a cat scratching one's heart, making one feel itchy.

Yinzhen turned his head and looked at her leaning lazily on the head of the bed, her long black hair cascading down like a waterfall, setting off her fair skin, making her look even more charming and beautiful.

He couldn't help but walk back to the bed, leaned over and kissed her forehead gently, and whispered: "I'm going to court first, and I'll come to see you later."

An Lingrong nodded shyly and watched Yinzhen leave the bedroom. When his back disappeared at the door, she slowly stood up and called the palace maid to help her wash and dress.

"My lady, you look so beautiful today." The palace maid beside her flattered eloquently, her face full of envy.

An Lingrong smiled faintly and said nothing.

She was born in a humble family, without a distinguished family background. If she wanted to survive in the treacherous harem, she had to hold on to the emperor's heart.

"My lady, you look so beautiful today." Baojuan said with a smile while dressing An Lingrong, "From what I can see, the Emperor is becoming more and more interested in you."

An Lingrong looked at herself in the mirror. Her eyebrows were as dark as distant ink and her eyes were moving. She was indeed more charming and attractive than before.

After washing up, An Lingrong looked at herself in the bronze mirror. The person in the mirror had beautiful eyebrows and eyes, skin whiter than snow, and her every frown and smile was breathtaking. However, deep in her clear eyes, there was a subtle uneasiness.

This was her first appearance after serving the Queen. According to palace rules, she had to go to Jingren Palace to pay her respects to the Queen.

"My lady, let's go." Baojuan reminded from the side.

An Lingrong nodded slightly, and walked towards Jingren Palace with Baojuan and several palace maids.

Inside Jingren Palace, the Queen sat on the Phoenix Throne, with several high-ranking concubines sitting beside her, among whom was Shen Meizhuang, who entered the palace with An Lingrong.

"Your concubine pays her respects to the Empress. May the Empress be blessed with good health." An Lingrong bowed with her skirt lowered, her posture graceful and appropriate.

"Get up." The queen's voice was as gentle as ever, but no emotion could be heard from her.

"My sister is really radiant, no wonder the emperor likes her so much."

An Lingrong smiled faintly and said modestly: "Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty. I am ashamed to accept it."

"Sister, you are being too modest. The emperor dotes on you now. Who in the harem is luckier than you?" Concubine Qi on the side smiled with her hands covering her mouth, but there was a hint of bitterness in her tone.

"My sister is new to the throne, so it's understandable that she doesn't know the rules. As the queen, I naturally have to give her more advice." The queen said, her eyes falling on An Lingrong's slightly pale face.

"But the most important thing in the harem is to abide by your duties and not make mistakes that would displease the emperor."

An Lingrong could not help but hear the warning in the Queen's words. She replied respectfully, "I will remember the Queen's teachings."

As soon as the Queen finished speaking, Concubine Hua, who had been silent, laughed contemptuously. She fiddled with her nails painted with nail polish with her slender jade fingers and said nonchalantly, "Oh, what the Queen said is true. It's understandable that my sister is new to the palace and doesn't know the rules. Who let my sister get lucky and rise to prominence? Unlike some people, who have been sitting on the throne for many years, it's just..."

She deliberately dragged out the last syllable of her voice, and glanced at the queen provocatively. Seeing that she looked normal, she turned her gaze to An Lingrong and smiled, covering her mouth with her hands: "Sister, don't you think so?"

An Lingrong naturally understood what Concubine Hua meant. She was mocking her humble background and hinting that the Queen had been childless for many years. Anger suddenly rose in her heart, but she dared not show it.