An Lingrong's Rebirth: The Lock of Qingqiu

Jingren Palace, regular morning meeting, the emperor is also there, seems to have something important to announce.

On a rainy and humid day, An Lingrong patted the clothes that had soaked her skirt and fixed the strands of hair that were sticking to her forehead.

The Queen said: "Your Majesty, you drank this bowl of bird's nest soup before breakfast. This Five Blessings Cake is also your Emperor's favorite."

The emperor nodded: "I haven't eaten the Wufu cake for some time, but the taste is still the same as before. The queen's craftsmanship is very good."

All the concubines in the palace filed in, and the queen waved to Chun'er lovingly.

"Chun'er, come here and have a piece of Wufu Cake." Chun'er shrank, a little timid and fearful, and did not dare to step forward.

"Chun'er, come here quickly, I'm calling you." The emperor said with a smile.

Since Chun'er was drowned by Zhou Ninghai in Qianli Pond, Chun'er's originally straightforward temperament has become a little sensitive.

She held the Wufu Cake in her hands and swallowed it like wax.

An Lingrong did not see Wan Guiren, but Hui Concubine arrived. The three people who were originally seated side by side were seated in front of her because they were promoted to concubines.

"Your Majesty, may you be blessed with peace and prosperity."

"Queen, may you be blessed and safe."

"Huh? Where is Concubine Hua? Why hasn't she arrived yet? She is the only one left." The emperor asked.

"Back to the emperor, I looked at the palace gate, but I didn't see Concubine Hua coming." Jian Qiu replied.

Time passed by, and the emperor's face gradually darkened. Half an hour passed, and a long yawn was heard from the door.

It was Concubine Hua's lazy voice: "Oh, I'm suffering from autumn sleepiness. I can't sleep well all night. I don't know what's going on. I can't sleep well at night and can't get up during the day. Why is this morning meeting held every day? I don't know why. I have something important to announce.”

Concubine Hua's footsteps were getting closer and closer: "Huh? It's a little unusually quiet today?"

Chun'er held her breath, and An Lingrong slowly raised his face without any expression.

Concubine Hua walked in swaggeringly. She turned around and saw that the emperor was there. She suddenly changed her face and smiled very charmingly.

"I have met the emperor. May the emperor be safe and sound. I didn't know that the emperor was here. I was late. It's raining really hard and it doesn't stop."

"Hua Concubine, can you be free and easy without me? Doesn't even the queen care about you?" The emperor's face was as cold as frost, and everyone was so scared that they were silent.

Concubine Hua knelt down, lowered her eyebrows and begged for mercy: "I don't dare to make a mistake. If I don't do it next time, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

The emperor was not angry. He turned the tea lid in his hand, circled it around the tea a few times, closed it again, and gently placed it on the coffee table beside him.

The emperor's expression softened: "Get up first!"

The Emperor: "Two pregnant concubines have been added to the palace. The Queen Mother attaches great importance to this. The children in the bellies of Du Liangyuan and Wan Guiren will be given to the Concubine Hua to take care of them. The Queen's physical strength is limited and her body needs to be rested. The rest of the palace Concubine Hui and Concubine Hua will jointly manage the miscellaneous affairs here. From now on, Hui Bin will have the same management rights as Concubine Hua."

Concubine Hua's face was expressionless, her delicate eyebrows were drooped, and she looked like the plum blossoms after the evening rain, with a hint of desolation mixed in with their thin beauty.

......

Yanxi Palace.

The weather cleared up in the afternoon, and An Lingrong had nothing to do. She carried a pile of colorful silk embroidery and moved a long table. Several square chairs were placed under the sun. There was fragrant tea on the table. She specially wore a coat. A white velvet cloak, a waist pillow on the chair, and embroidery on every piece, to pass the time in spare time.

Concubine Wan Guan is pregnant, while Concubine Hui has the power to be the co-president of the Sixth Palace. Concubine Hua has to "take care of" two pregnant concubines, and everyone is very busy.

Only An Lingrong was very leisurely, so leisurely that he was incompatible with them, and a little too leisurely.

An Lingrong could clearly feel that there was a place for her in the emperor's heart. Of course, maybe this was just her self-comfort.

At this time, she really thought so.

Then embroider a set of family-friendly pillows, and embroider a vest for the emperor. Once the coolness of autumn is over, the coldness of winter is just around the corner.

Suddenly, Yanxi's door was violently knocked open from the outside. An Lingrong was startled, and the silk thread in his hand fell to the ground.

She picked it up heartbrokenly. The thread was 100% new, but it was stained by the ashes on the ground.

Little Stool ran in in a panic, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he was so anxious that he was a little incoherent.

"Master, go to Cunju Hall and take a look. Empress Hui Bin has fainted and is having cramps all over her body."

......

Xianfu Palace was a mess, with people running and carrying water, and the sounds of footsteps everywhere.

Hui Bin was unconscious, her facial muscles were still spasming violently, and the corners of her mouth were tilted to the side.

An Lingrong gritted her teeth, took out the silver needle from the box she carried with her, and inserted it into Hui Bin's "Tianhui point".

Hui Bin gradually stopped convulsing, the corners of her mouth recovered, and her breathing calmed down, but her eyes were still closed and she was unconscious.

"Master Li, how is the situation?" Wen Shichu, who squeezed in from the crowd, asked anxiously.

"We are out of danger for the time being. The rest will be left to Doctor Wen." An Lingrong turned sideways to give up his position.

Doctor Wen carefully looked at Hui Bin's lips. The red lips were covered with a thin layer of lavender, and the clear and bright eyes were covered with a layer of gray mist.

"Okay, everyone, please leave. Don't disturb Imperial Physician Wen from diagnosing Empress Hui Bin," An Lingrong said.

Only Qiaoyu, Wen Shichu, and An Lingrong were left in the room.

"It looks like he was poisoned. I'm 100% sure." An Lingrong said.

"The blood vessels compressed the facial nerves, and the blood vessels were greatly expanded by external force. Fortunately, the poison has not yet entered the internal organs. Mr. Li arrived in time. If he had arrived a quarter of an hour later, Empress Hui would have been in danger."

Dr. Wen issued the diagnosis sheet.

Condition: The blood is very hot and poisonous, and the yin and cold are stagnant. The poison mainly occurs in the limbs, with convulsions within an hour. The conflict between cold and heat in the body is strong, the blood vessels are swollen, and the brain nerves are compressed. The skin of the face and hands turns purple... ...

Cause: Accidental ingestion or skin contact with poison. The preliminary judgment is that the hands first came into contact with the poison and then ingested it into the body. The earliest attacks were on the face and above the throat...

prescription:

Cleanse your stomach, have catharsis, and take detoxifying herbs. Accelerate the elimination and detoxification of absorbed poisons.

Strengthen nutritional supplements.

It is recommended to use acupuncture therapy...

Imperial Physician Wen poured wine and wrote nearly a hundred words, while Hui Bin's breathing gradually became thicker.

An Lingrong frowned. This old Chinese medicine doctor was just dragging his feet in doing things. People were almost dying. Can't he write a prescription after saving the people?

An Lingrong spread the baggage he carried with him on the table and took out silver needles of different lengths from left to right and from top to bottom.

She whispered: "For detoxification, use Quchi and Sanyinjiao; for dyspnea, use Neiguan; for vomiting, use Zhongwan; for trismus, use cheekbones and spine; for coma, use Renzhong and Yongquan."

From Quchi to Yongquan, eight needles were performed in succession without any pause in between, all in one go.

Doctor Wen was shocked when Hui Bin opened her eyes and woke up.