The Queen has arrived: An Lingrong does not want to fight in the palace after her rebirth

Meanwhile, there was finally some progress in the matter that Rendong was investigating on An Lingrong's side.

"My lady, I have not found any past about Aunt Chang in the palace, but after coming to Yuanming Garden, I found some clues from the people around the old concubines."

The matter that had been under investigation for a long time finally had some clues. An Lingrong said anxiously, "Tell me quickly."

Ren Dong lowered her voice and said, "In Concubine Chen's courtyard, the eunuch Zhang who was in charge of rough work knew Aunt Chang. I gave him a few pounds of good wine and finally found out that Aunt Chang and he used to work for the Eighth Master's biological mother."

Eighth master?

An Lingrong thought back to her past life. She had never heard of any remaining people in the palace from Concubine Liang. She signaled to Rendong:

"You go on."

"After Concubine Liang died, Eunuch Zhang was transferred to Concubine Chen's courtyard, and Aunt Chang went to the knitting department. The two rarely met. After the death of the previous emperor, Eunuch Zhang followed Concubine Chen out of the palace for retirement, and they lost contact since then. According to Eunuch Zhang, the Eighth Master used to treat them very well, and many people in the palace had received his favors."

An Lingrong lowered her head in thought. Concubine Liang died fifty years before the previous emperor. After the emperor ascended the throne, the Eighth Master had been imprisoned for his crimes. If these people obeyed him, what was their purpose? How did he control them? She continued to ask:

"Besides them, how many other servants of Concubine Liang are still in the palace?"

"I was afraid that Eunuch Zhang was hiding something, so I took advantage of his drunkenness to ask him several more times. Two people were left guarding the mausoleum, and the rest were released from the palace."

In other words, Eunuch Zhang no longer has any useful clues, and after Aunt Chang left the palace to recuperate, she was like a fish in the sea and could no longer be found.

An Lingrong originally ordered Rendong to keep an eye on Jingren Palace, but after the Queen was fined her salary, she acted more cautiously, and it was difficult for Rendong to find any flaws.

She had never been able to find out who had handled the charcoal fire that killed Noble Lady Fucha. At that time, she realized that the Queen had other helpers. Today's incident reminded her that these people might have already colluded with the Queen.

But in the previous life, there had never been any other forces around the queen. How come these people suddenly appeared in this life?

An Lingrong's fingers unconsciously rubbed back and forth on the table. She wanted to figure out where the mistake had occurred so that she could make subsequent plans.

Disease!

The epidemic in the previous life claimed the lives of many palace servants. If this group of people suffered heavy losses in the epidemic, would the remaining people just become silent?

An Lingrong felt that this was the closest guess to the truth in the two lives. After pondering for a long time, she continued to instruct Rendong:

"Look up the person who arranged for Aunt Chang to be a tutor outside the palace, and try to find someone from the Queen's Palace to use for us. This can't be rushed, so we just need to keep an eye out for opportunities."

An Lingrong thought long-term. Anyone who cooperated with the Queen would be seeking the skin of a tiger. If these people were really the secret agents left by the Eighth Master in the palace, the Queen would use them to achieve certain goals, but would never tolerate them threatening her own interests. As long as she could get the evidence before the two groups of people turned against each other, she could let the Emperor deal with the Queen. In the future, there would be no one in the palace who could threaten her, so she could focus on seeking a new identity and leaving the palace.

And the queen in Taohuawu was saying the same thing to Jianqiu.

"Wanpin has been in and out of the study room a lot recently. I'm afraid my suspicions will soon come true. I have to find a way to eliminate all of that person's people before the emperor takes action. It would be best if someone could take the blame, otherwise I will be uneasy."

Jianqiu understood who the queen wanted to take the blame. She frowned and said, "But Xiao Xiazi is over there now. I'm afraid it won't be appropriate to arrange for someone to go in after we return to the palace."

The Queen laughed sarcastically, "Your Majesty wants to protect her, but the hatred between women is no less fierce than that between men, so how can you protect her? Keep an eye on the study room, and inform me immediately if there is any disturbance. You can only fish in troubled waters."

Jianqiu agreed.

The night was silent, and murderous intent slowly emerged.

On the second day, Zhen Huan came to the Qinzheng Palace again under the pretext of delivering mung bean soup, but she didn't expect An Lingrong to be there too.

The palace was filled with a faint and refreshing aroma. An Lingrong held the emperor in her arms and gently massaged his head. The emperor closed his eyes and dozed off comfortably. Zhen Huan paused for a moment and then joked with the emperor, "Your Majesty, you are enjoying yourself. I felt the heat all the way here, but I didn't expect that your room is filled with fragrance and you have a beautiful woman in your arms."

The emperor seemed to be used to Zhen Huan's casualness. He laughed and opened his eyes. "Why do I smell a slight sour smell in the fragrance? You came at the right time. This is the winter plum fragrance that Concubine Wen has just prepared. It smells like winter plum blossoms in the snow. I think it is most suitable for this hot weather. You always hate summer. When you go back, you can add a little bit of this fragrance."

Zhen Huan was stunned for a moment. An Lingrong could actually make perfume, but why had she never shown it before? She smiled and said, "This is a gift from Sister Wen to the Emperor. Your Majesty is so generous. Aren't you afraid that Sister Wen will feel uncomfortable?" After saying this, she glanced at An Lingrong, her eyes full of inquiry.

An Lingrong seemed to know what Zhen Huan was thinking, and said softly: "Sister Wan, please stop teasing me. I have to learn some tricks to pass the time. If this fragrance can catch Sister Wan's eye, then Lingrong's efforts will not be in vain."

When she said this, she looked at Zhen Huan steadily. This life's Zhen Huan was more outspoken than the previous life. After many rounds of negotiations in the palace, she was afraid that she would not accept the fragrance and dared not accept it. Sure enough, Zhen Huan said:

"I thank the emperor for the gift. Sister Wen's skills are beyond reproach. The fragrance makes me feel as if I were on the top of a snowy mountain. However, Doctor Wen has been treating me recently, so he has forbidden me to use any spices for a while in case they would affect the medicinal properties."

The emperor had just mentioned it casually, but when he heard that it was in conflict with Zhen Huan's health care, he stopped talking. He glanced at the food box in Huanbi's hand and asked with concern, "You are not in good health, so you don't have to worry about the food. Why do you stew these for me every day?"

Zhen Huan smiled sweetly and said, "Your Majesty works hard every day, and I can only do my share of the work. Besides, when I was preparing these, I felt infinite joy in my heart, so how could I feel tired?"

Hearing her say this, the smile on the emperor's face became even more intense. He still leaned against An Lingrong, but stretched out his hand towards Zhen Huan, motioning her to sit next to him.

An Lingrong rolled her eyes in her heart. She came here today just to offer incense so that the emperor would get used to it. She didn't want to see the two of them being so affectionate. Besides, Zhen Huan's attitude was obviously that she wanted to talk to the emperor. If she stayed here any longer, she would only cause dislike. She lowered her head and spoke softly to the emperor:

"Your Majesty, I have been out for a while. The spices soaked in water in Wufu Hall need to be taken out and dealt with. I will take my leave first."

Her refreshing breath touched the emperor's ears, and he quickly sat up from her arms and said with a smile:

"Go ahead. You are the only one in the palace who knows how to live a good life. When you smell good fragrance, remember to bring it to me."

Zhen Huan looked at An Lingrong's gentle appearance with a slight twinkle in her eyes. It was a skill that she could make the emperor remember her at any time.

After An Lingrong left, the emperor handed a memorial to Zhen Huan.