An Lingrong's Rebirth: The Lock of Qingqiu

The next day, at dawn, An Lingrong saw a group of cavalry entering the streets of Beijing through the window. From a distance, they looked majestic in gold armor.

Isn't that Zhen Huan's brother, Zhen Heng? His teacher has returned to the court?

After the sound of horse hooves, a cloud of dust rose up on the street. Every house in Jingcheng Street was still closed in the morning.

After lunch time, a large number of soldiers came out of the palace, with posts every three meters and sentries every five meters, and the guards were tight.

Teahouses and restaurants that had been closed for a few days reopened, and people began to walk onto the streets one after another, poking their heads and looking around.

Soon, the depression that had been suppressed for several days was released, and the streets of the capital quickly returned to bustling traffic.

An Lingrong reassured her mother and father, and after putting down the money for daily life, she took Qin Sanyue back to Yining Palace.

Due to the good business of Qin Luoyi's clothing store, coupled with Qin Ziqiang's connections and management, and Lin Xiu's assistance, the business became more and more prosperous. During this period, An Lingrong received a lot of money.

Although the proportion in the palace was reduced, the money on hand became more and more abundant. She thought that after entering the palace, the first emissary had pawned some precious jewelry in the palace due to lack of silver. Now, Thinking about redeeming it.

When they went to the pawn shop, they found that the noble Fucha had also left the palace with Kang Luhai, and took advantage of the chaos to bring all her gold and silver jewelry to the pawn shop in bags.

After An Lingrong looked at it carefully for a while, he gave up the idea of ​​redeeming the jewelry for fear of alarming the nobleman Fucha. Seeing the nobleman Fucha package and sell his jewelry to the shopkeeper at a low price, An Lingrong couldn't help but feel a pang in his heart. Sad.

The rich lady's face was slightly pale, and she was still very bright and beautiful, with a little makeup. Unfortunately, her pair of autumn-cut eyes no longer looked as arrogant as before. She was taciturn, with a dazed look on her face. Lu Hai brought her jewelry to the shopkeeper and scattered them into a pile for the shopkeeper to choose from.

Noble Fucha sat alone in the corner, silent, looking a little swollen. She sold all her gold and silver jewelry and exchanged them for silver. A smile appeared on her face, and she strode down Jing Street. .

An Lingrong led Qin Sanyue to follow her from a distance. He saw her buying a lot of chickens, ducks, fish, and a lot of snacks. Then, regardless of her appearance, she strode forward without caring about her appearance. Keep stuffing things in your mouth.

The background of the noble Fucha is comparable to that of Shenmeizhuang. He was born into a noble family. His life before entering the palace should have been extremely luxurious. After entering the palace, he still lived a luxurious life.

After the emperor and empress issued orders, how could she, who had been raised in a vat of wealth since she was a child, get used to such a miserable life?

As a last resort, she sold the dowry jewelry in exchange for food, but she still felt extremely anxious and uneasy. Those exquisite and priceless jewelry, which she was once proud of, have now become her life-saving straw.

Not only was she swollen, but she also looked increasingly haggard and weak.

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Five days later, An Lingrong was sitting in Yining Palace doing embroidery when Qin Sanyue came in with a calm face and whispered a few words in her ear.

An Lingrong's hand shook, and the needle point almost pricked her fingertips. She stood up suddenly and hurried out.

In the Yanxi Palace, Xia Ruchun looked panicked. She grabbed the arm of An Lingrong, who had just entered the house, and said with a tongue-tied mouth: "My lord Fucha, you were fine last night, but you will not be fine after lunch today. The people in the palace have informed the emperor." With the Queen."

The noble Fucha man had his eyes closed and his face was peaceful, sleeping motionless on the bed. An Lingrong pulled Xia Ruchun forward to take a look.

There were sobs in the palace, and Kang Luhai wiped his tears and said: "Empress Libin, my little master passed away peacefully. She said that there would be no more worries in this world, and she told us not to worry about her anymore."

An Lingrong's head roared, and she was stunned for a while. Then she recovered. She stretched out her slightly trembling fingers and probed under the nose of the noble Fucha. Her breath was gone, and her body that was still warm became stiffer bit by bit. stand up.

"What's going on? How did the person die?" An Lingrong asked in a voiceless voice.

"Back to Libin, my master, everything has been normal these past few days. There is no trace of anything wrong. He got up early this morning and copied more than ten pages of scriptures by hand." Kang Luhai said.

"Where is the scripture? Bring it to me and show it." An Ling said dullly.

Kang Luhai rummaged through the cabinets and brought a stack of handwritten scriptures from the drawer to An Lingrong. An Lingrong carefully looked at the fonts and handwriting on them. The words written on the first few pages were strong and powerful, while the words written on the back were soft. She was weak and had some symptoms of crookedness. Among the black calligraphy on these pages, she also specially circled some words.

An Lingrong's mind moved, and she quickly connected these words together. Although the order was out of order, they could still be connected into one sentence. The meaning of this sentence was: Wait for God to come. If God doesn't save her, she will save herself. I hope everyone can save her. Get rid of the pain and helplessness as soon as possible. She is gone and finally free. She will go to a world without pain and trouble.

Therefore, An Lingrong concluded that she committed suicide!

The emperor came to take a look in person, and Kang Luhai informed the queen, but the queen did not take a last look at the noble Fucha.

From this day on, the emperor decreed that the proportions in the palace returned to normal. No matter how weak the national treasury was, the proportions of the concubines in the harem could not be withheld.

The noble Fucha used her life to get back everything that the concubines in the harem deserved.

An Lingrong left the Yanxi Palace, her footsteps very heavy. In a daze, she heard the sound of chaotic footsteps behind her. She looked back quietly and saw that it was Li Bi, Xiang Bi, Lin Changzai, and Xi Changzai. They followed An Lingrong silently, and no one spoke.

Qin Sanyue remained silent, the air was so quiet that he could clearly hear the chirping of cicadas and the chirping of insects.

The atmosphere of silence continued. An Lingrong looked back at Yanxi Palace again. That strange and desolate place now felt a real sense of intimacy. She had never thought that the noble Fucha would End your life in this way.

Although An Lingrong didn't have a good impression of her, he didn't dislike her either. Li Bin seemed to have noticed An Lingrong's mood. She stepped forward to comfort her and said: "Li Bin, the matter has come to this, there is no use worrying about it." , the living person is more important, the reason why the rich and noble people are what they are today is all caused by the empress."

When Li Bin said this, she couldn't help but gnashed her teeth. The taciturn Qi Bin at the side glanced at Li Bin slightly and said: "Li Bin, how can we say that it was the Queen's fault? Everyone in the harem is treated equally. Even if the rich lady is a bit squeamish, she still has three dishes and one soup for every meal. As long as she doesn’t commit suicide, she won’t starve to death no matter how hungry she is!”

After what happened in Yanxi Palace, Xia Ruchun didn't dare to live in Yanxi Palace anymore. She wanted to go back to the palace to spend the night with Li Bin. Li Bin happened to be very scared, so she couldn't help but agree. .

Xia Ruchun followed Concubine Li closely and said, "Noble Fucha has been alive for a month and a half. She suddenly looks like a person who has changed her temper. She keeps eating every day. She doesn't have to go to see the Queen. All I can do is When I saw her, she was always eating. Now that I think about it, she may have been suffering from depression for a while. "

An Lingrong looked at Li Concubine, Li Concubine suddenly realized it, and An Lingrong felt a faint sadness in her heart.