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The Madam Li and An Lingyi sat in the same carriage, while the Madam Zheng and An Lingxue sat together. There was no direct daughter under the knees of Madam Wang.

It was the second time since An Lingge was reborn that she entered the Imperial Palace. She sat on top of a horse carriage, and the various pastries that were a few steps shorter were reflected in her eyes.

Madam Wang raised a piece of red bean cake and placed it into his mouth. After eating it, he used a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, and revealed a satisfied expression.

"The Red Bean Cake in Beijing and the Red Bean Cake in Jiangnan taste different, but different."

It was only then that An Lingge found out that Madam Wang's mother was originally from Jiangnan. When she thought about this, her heart moved and she indifferently asked, "Is Second Aunt originally from Jiangnan?"

"That's right, the Wang family is a wealthy family in Jiangnan. If there is a chance one day, aunty will bring you there to play."

Madam Wang nodded, his expression carrying a little bit of pride.

Her family could indeed be considered wealthy, but no one in her family was a government official. For the sake of long-term development, she married all her daughters to people who were officials. Whether it was as a concubine or as a bridegroom, they were still connected to people in the government.

Amongst the many sisters in the family, only she was of good birth and was the only direct daughter of the Wang Family. Thus, she had the right to choose during the marriage and became An Yinghao's legal wife.

Although An Yinghao was just an idle person, he had a big brother who was a prince.

Other than An Yinghao who was passionate, her marriage could be considered to be complete.

Jiangnan.

An Lingge chewed on this word again and again in his heart, and felt his heart start to beat faster.

She remembered that in her previous life, Jiang Nan suddenly had a plague. That plague was coming at her aggressively and no one would be able to defend against it. In just a few days, more than ten thousand people died in Jiang Nan.

Because of this, His Majesty was currently in a rage and sent wave after wave of imperial physicians to treat the plague. In the end, all of them returned in low spirits.

It was only when a reclusive genius doctor appeared and prescribed a cure for the plague that the plague was finally under control and gradually subsided.

If he thought about it carefully, it seemed to be only this year.

An Lingge's mind raced, but she did not reveal it on the surface. She smiled at the Madam Wang, and appeared somewhat intimate, "Then, I'll have to thank Second Aunt."

Madam Wang waved his hand and took out the words from the side for Plum to eat.

For some reason, she seemed to be able to eat a lot these few days, as if she couldn't fill her stomach no matter what.

When An Lingge thought about the Jiangnan Plague, she did not notice anything strange about the Madam Wang.

For a moment, only the faint sound of Madam Wang chewing could be heard within the carriage.

An Lingge then closed her eyes, and leaned against the soft cushion as she dozed off.

After about an hour, the carriage finally arrived at the entrance of the imperial palace.

Because it was the Imperial Palace's Spring Festival, all the nobles and nobles brought their wives and daughters to the banquet. However, the women were together, and the men were separate.

Once An Lingge got off the carriage, she noticed a burning gaze from the side.

She followed his gaze and saw that Mu Junhan was surrounded by a few young masters. Her pretty eyes were looking over and she gave An Lingge a lazy and loose smile.

Mu Junhan's body was originally slightly taller than others, and he was truly too good-looking. Just by standing there quietly, he had already attracted the attention of many noble ladies.

At this moment, when they saw him smile, a few of the ladies blushed and quickly looked away, not daring to look anymore.

"That young master is really good-looking."

An Lingxue moved to An Lingge's side at an unknown time and lightly knocked on An Lingge's arm. She lowered her voice and asked: "Elder sister, do you know who he is?"

A hint of red surfaced on her cute face. With such a bashful look, An Lingge could tell what she was thinking just by looking at her.

Her heart suddenly felt heavy, and she was unable to explain the feeling in her heart, "That person is Hereditary Prince Mu."

"So that's my fiancé." An Lingxue exclaimed in a low voice, a trace of jealousy flashed past her eyes, but her expression did not change at all, "She truly looks like a genius, big sister will definitely be very happy to marry Hereditary Prince Mu."

"Thank you for your blessings." An Lingge pursed her lips and her gaze landed on An Lingxue's face. Sure enough, she saw An Lingxue's expression freeze for a moment before returning to normal very quickly.

There were many ladies and gentlemen gathered in front of the palace, waiting for the imperial guards to check their identities. Their whispers did not attract anyone's attention.

After the people from the Prince An's Palace passed through the west gate's inspection, they followed the palace maid and walked forward.

An Lingge did not even glance at her, she walked straight and upright, with a etiquette that made even the palace maids look askance at him.

Miss An clearly grew up on Prince An's Palace, and had lost his biological mother long ago. This rule was even better than those serious princesses; it was truly strange.

In comparison, An Lingxue's wandering gaze was somewhat eye-catching. The palace maid sized her up with an unmoved expression, and knew that this was the Second Miss who had just returned from the Prince An's Palace Ancestral Mansion.

Although the palace maid thought this way, her steps were not the least bit chaotic. She led everyone to their destination before respectfully retreating.

An Lingge's eyes were filled with the glaring gold and silver jewelry of noble women, the tip of her nose was filled with a strong fragrance, any one of them could easily see a person dressed in exquisite clothing, with exquisite makeup on their face.

The group of noble ladies only appeared in such an orderly manner during the royal palace's banquet. They were all doing their best to create a good reputation for themselves.

An Lingge scanned her surroundings, but she did not find Imperial Consort Yi, much less An Lingjun who was beside him.

She drooped her eyes in disappointment, only to see a light purple long dress slip past her eyes. An Lingge raised her head, and her gaze met with that man's.

Imperial Consort Yi just so happened to see An Lingge, her footsteps paused for a moment, and when she thought about the conflict she had with An Lingge in the palace, her exquisite makeup darkened.

She snorted coldly, as if she didn't see An Lingge walk past her and sat on her seat.

An Lingge did not care about why the Imperial Consort Yi did not like him, since she did not like the Imperial Consort Yi anyway.

Her gaze anxiously searched the crowd, and sure enough, she found An Lingjun, who was beside Ninth Prince.

He seemed to have lost some weight, but he still looked energetic. It was likely that the Ninth Prince only dared to deduct his food, but didn't dare to openly humiliate him.

An Lingge's eyes were slightly hot and moist, when she thought about how her own mother's brother had to suffer in the Imperial Palace, and how she had to rescue An Lingjun from the clutches of the Imperial Palace, she felt even more anxious.

As she was thinking, one of the eunuchs drew back his voice and shouted, "Esteemed Empress has arrived!"