An Lingrong's Rebirth: The Lock of Qingqiu

The emperor's thick eyebrows were slightly twisted, unable to cover up the slight depression between his brows.

"If you don't like the gold hairpin I gave you, just keep it and don't wear it, but you can't lend it to others, nor give it to others."

"Your Majesty, you are partial...I don't care about concubines!" Concubine Hua snorted. The left side of her face was immersed in the light, while the right side was plunged into darkness, with a ferocious expression.

She waved her hand, and with a "clang" sound, the rose gold hairpin fell to the ground, hit the hall, and flew far away.

"Since the emperor is partial, then the concubine will not wear it. The emperor will reward the concubine with this one as well!"

Concubine Hua walked away. The emperor clasped his hands behind his back and looked at her retreating back. He was so angry that he couldn't speak.

The emperor's eyes were clear in black and white, but they were extremely cold, with ice-like coldness seeping out bit by bit from his deep eyes.

He leaned over and picked up the rose gold hairpin, handed it to Su Peisheng, and ordered him to return it to the treasury for safekeeping.

Hui Bin, Guan Bin and An Lingrong walked to Shanglin Garden. Looking from a distance, the maple leaves on the opposite side were withered. When the wind blew, the withered yellow leaves flew down one after another.

Wan Bin said in a gentle tone: "Have you heard of Mrs. Yu'e?"

Hui Bin nodded, and An Lingrong nodded suddenly.

Concubine Guan came and said: "In the tenth year of Longqing, Marquis Boling rebelled, and Mrs. Yu'e died because of her involvement. She was the biological mother of King Runan. Later, she was not even given the title of concubine, and she could not enter the imperial temple. , to be worshiped and offered incense."

Concubine Hui asked in confusion: "Why do you want to rebel?"

An Lingrong said: "The Murong family is too greedy, arrogant and domineering, embezzling and bending the law. How similar they are to the current Concubine Hua and Nian Gengyao!"

Wan Bin and Hui Bin both turned around to praise her. Wan Bin said, "My sister has read a lot of history books."

Hui Bin's eyes showed approval: "Sister, I just don't have enough confidence in myself. You have made rapid progress in calligraphy. In fact, you are extremely smart."

A look of embarrassment appeared on An Lingrong's face: "It's all my sisters who taught me well!"

While the three people were chatting, they suddenly saw thick white smoke rising from the palace not far away.

"No, it's on fire." Wanbi protected her belly in panic. Her baby was already three months old and fully formed.

"Look in the direction, there is a fire in Feng Shuyi's palace." Hui Bin frowned, very worried.

"Well, Feng Shuyi got pregnant three months earlier than Wan Bi, and now the baby is more than six months old. If she puts in some effort to give birth prematurely, the baby can still be saved."

Guan Bin was so frightened that her face gradually turned pale. Hui Bin and An Lingrong helped her back to Sui Yuxuan to rest.

But An Lingrong and Hui Bin couldn't help but ran to the scene of the incident.

Feng Shuyi's palace was in a mess, with eunuchs and maids running back and forth, carrying buckets of different sizes, running as fast as they could.

Suddenly, a bucket knocked someone down, and water flowed all over the floor. They were crying and shouting, and they became a mess.

"What's going on? What happened to Feng Shuyi, where is she?" Hui Bin grabbed Xiao Fuzi, the leader of Feng Shuyi's palace, and asked.

Xiao Fuzi was so panicked that he couldn't speak. He stammered: "Your Majesty's palace... was on fire. It was extinguished just now. Your Majesty is still in the palace."

Hui Bin let go of Xiao Fuzi's clothes and he fell to the ground paralyzed.

An Lingrong rushed in and kicked away the burned black beam. The hot, steaming heat made the skin on her face so painful that it felt like it was about to burst.

The temperature was so high that she didn't dare rush in.

An Lingrong picked up a bucket of water, poured it on Xiao Fuzi, and dragged him up from the ground.

"Xiao Fuzi, go and carry Feng Shuyi out quickly."

"Empress, Empress Feng is no longer alive." Xiao Fuzi started crying and ran in while crying.

At this moment, another beam that was thick, heavy, and blackened came down, and was about to hit Xiao Fuzi on the back.

In the light of the carbide fire, Hui Bin threw the wooden stick in her hand, accurately blocking and slowing down the falling trend of the beam. The beam was placed on the wooden stick, swinging left and right.

Xiao Fuzi also escaped.

Xiao Fuzi and several other eunuchs finally carried Feng Shuyi out. Her face was black from the heat, and there was not a single piece of complete cloth on her body.

Her body was stiff, her eyes were not closed, and her hands were crossed to protect her belly. No matter how hard Xiao Fuzi tried, she could not pry her fingers away.

The emperor couldn't hide his grief, and he hid his face in pain: "Feng Shuyi, my child, my child..."

Hui Bin went to the emperor and said: "Your Majesty, things have happened. Please forgive me and accept the change. The dragon body is important."

The emperor threw away Hui Bin's hand and shouted angrily: "Who do you think I am? I will come at a moment's notice and leave at a moment's notice! I don't want to see you, so please go to the Queen Mother's Palace to accompany the Queen Mother!"

Hui Bin's hands froze in the air, she turned around and walked out of the palace without saying a word.

An Lingrong did not dare to move. After a long time, Hua Er and Guo Jiu carried the body away, and Su Peisheng accompanied Wen Shichu to perform the autopsy.

The emperor suddenly stood up and shouted: "Su Peisheng, a dead person cannot be resurrected. Leave her whole body. There is no need for an autopsy. Go ahead and bury Feng Shuyi with the rites of a concubine!"

The emperor staggered, suddenly becoming older.

An Lingrong looked at him blankly. She didn't want to comfort him or help him.

For some reason, Feng Shuyi died, and the child in her belly also died. Her heart was seven percent sad, but also three percent happy!

There is no room for heirs in this palace, not even Concubine Hua, nor the Queen.

"Help me go to Broken Yuxuan!" The emperor glared at her, and An Lingrong immediately woke up and broke out in a cold sweat.

An Lingrong helped the emperor and then let go of his body.

"Your Majesty, I'm running fast. I'll go to Broken Yuxuan first to have a look."

An Lingrong trotted to Broken Yuxuan, knocked on the door, and saw Wan Bin warming herself by the stove.

She looked relieved and said: "Sister, the emperor has come to visit you. Feng Shuyi...she is dead."

Concubine Wan tightened her hand on the handkerchief and said with a worried expression: "Then, Your Majesty, have you gone to see him? How is Your Majesty?"

They are really a couple of gods and goddesses. The emperor is worried about Wan Concubine, and Wan Concubine is worried about the emperor.

As for Feng Shuyi, she died at the wrong time. All the emperor's thoughts were on Wan Bin's belly. He didn't even want to investigate the cause of Feng Shuyi's death.

To be precise, it was just that the emperor did not want to face the unbearable truth!

Feng Shuyi was not an important person to the emperor after all.

An Lingrong was jealous. She didn't speak for a long time. She poured the tea Ju Qing gave her on the table in one breath and drank it. She finally suppressed her shock.

Concubine Wan stood up and went to the palace entrance of Suiyuxuan. She looked around and saw the emperor approaching from a distance. She stretched out her hand to pull him.

The emperor grabbed Wan Bin's hand and burst into tears. He wiped away his tears and said, "Wan Bin, come and show me."

The emperor clasped Wan Bin's shoulders with both hands, moved her from top to bottom, then turned her body over and looked at her carefully.

Concubine Wan said: "Your Majesty, come in quickly and have a cup of hot tea. Concubine is fine."

The emperor let out a long sigh and held Wanbin's hand: "Wanbin, I am very sad. They harmed my child again."

I only heard Wan Concubine say: "Don't be sad, Your Majesty, I will keep our child."

The emperor patted the back of her hand gently, speechless, and filled with tears.