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

The people in the east hall of Yanx Palace were as silent as a mouse, and no one in the room dared to step forward to persuade Xia Dongchun.

Xia Dongchun's face was filled with resentment and he murmured, "I'll make you lose face, I'll make you tremble, I'll make you tremble..." He kept pricking his arm with the needle. Blood had seeped out of the exposed part of his arm. Even in this situation, Xia Dongchun seemed to feel no pain and kept pricking himself with the needle, as if he wanted to vent his shame.

As soon as Noble Lady Fucha and An Lingrong entered the room, they saw Xia Dongchun's appearance. She glanced at the maids on both sides, her face turned cold and she said sternly: "Are you all dead? Why don't you support your young mistress?"

Dan Shuang responded immediately, stepped forward and grabbed Xia Dongchun's hands. Xia Dongchun looked up at the two of them and said with a wry smile: "You all came here to laugh at me, right?"

Noble Lady Fucha felt quite sympathetic towards her situation, but when she thought of her usual reckless and arrogant behavior, she put away her sympathy and said in a cold voice: "When a concubine enters the palace, everything she has belongs to the royal family. If the emperor knew about your lack of self-respect, he would definitely think that you are resentful and punish you. No one in the Yanxi Palace will be able to escape. I am only here to advise you to behave yourself. If you don't listen to my advice, I will have to report to the queen and teach you the rules again."

Xia Dongchun shuddered when she heard the word "rules". The days she spent in Jingren Palace were a nightmare to her. She didn't want to go back to learn the rules. She immediately threw down the needle in her hand and cried, "Sister, I won't make trouble anymore. Please forgive me for being ignorant. I'm just afraid that after tonight, the emperor will no longer remember me, and then I will never have the chance to be favored again in this life."

Her submissive look was completely different from her previous flamboyant look. Noble Lady Fucha finally softened her heart and said, "You don't have to be dejected. You are still young and there is always a chance."

Xia Dongchun's dull eyes suddenly brightened up when she heard this, and she kept saying as if she had grasped hope: "Sister Noble, do I really still have a chance? Yes, I'm still young, and the emperor will definitely not forget me, so there is still a chance."

She finished her words and turned to see An Lingrong. She said with an instant of impatience on her face: "Thank you, An Changzai, for coming to visit me. I am fine now. You can leave now."

An Lingrong turned a deaf ear to Xia Dongchun's words. As soon as she entered the room, she keenly heard Xia Dongchun say "trembling", and suddenly recalled the scene when she first slept with him. At that time, she always thought that it was because she was too nervous.

But Xia Dongchun, although she was born into a bondservant family, her family was wealthy and she was also quite proud. How could she be so nervous that she trembled when serving the emperor in bed?

An Lingrong raised her eyes and looked around, her gaze suddenly fixed on the daffodils swaying and blooming under the light in Xia Dongchun's bedroom.

One flower has two colors, the outer petals are as white as jade, and the core is goose yellow. It is a famous narcissus carefully cultivated in the greenhouse - Yutai Jinzhan.

An Lingrong walked quickly forward and sniffed the fragrance of the flowers.

Noble Lady Fucha noticed An Lingrong's abnormality and followed her closely. When she saw her actions, she was slightly stunned. Is there something wrong with this flower?

Xia Dongchun was afraid that An Ling would destroy her flowers, so she kept shouting, "An Changzai, those are flowers given to me by the Queen. If you dare to destroy them, the Queen will not forgive you."

The daffodil smells strong when you are close up, but clear when you smell it from a distance. There is nothing wrong with the fragrance of the flower. It's just that some people cut open the juice from the daffodil bulb and carefully smear it on the flowers and leaves. If you keep it indoors and smell it for a long time, you will feel dizzy. However, if you encounter other strong floral scents at the same time, the combination of the two can damage people's nerves and the body will tremble uncontrollably.

In her previous life, she added rose water to the scented soup before sleeping with the emperor. In this life, this thing must also be added to the scented soup in summer, winter and spring.

An Lingrong's heart was shaken, her expression changed again and again, and finally she forced a sad smile: "Xia Changzai, Lingrong has never seen this flower before, and she was fascinated by it and wanted to smell it more. Lingrong is rude, please forgive me, Xia Changzai."

Xia Dongchun had always looked down on An Lingrong, but at this moment she was startled by her frightening smile. She swallowed and said unnaturally, "It's not a rare item. If An Changzai likes it, just carry it to your room."

An Lingrong looked at Noble Lady Fucha's inquiring eyes, and tried to calm herself down and said politely, "Thank you, Concubine Xia. It's inconvenient for Lingrong to take someone else's love away, but the fragrance of this flower is too strong. If I put it in the bedroom, I'm afraid I won't sleep well at night."

Seeing An Lingrong dare to refuse the flowers she sent, Xia Dongchun was immediately surprised: "I know it, no need for An Changzai to remind me. I am also tired at night, so I will not keep An Changzai to talk."

When Noble Lady Fucha heard this, her face became slightly angry. This Xia Dongchun really didn't deserve any sympathy. She pulled An Lingrong and walked out.

"Sister Guiren, I wasn't talking about you." Xia Dongchun shouted from behind.

Noble Lady Fucha pretended not to hear. An Lingrong's hands were so cold that they pricked her. She thought of the pot of daffodils and felt something was wrong, so she pulled An Lingrong back to her own bedroom.

After returning to the bedroom, Noble Lady Fucha dismissed the palace maids, poured a cup of hot water for An Lingrong herself, and then looked at An Lingrong in a daze.

With hot water in hand, An Lingrong came back to her senses. It turned out that the Queen had started planning so early and manipulated people's hearts so accurately, first giving them hope and then breaking it, and then lending a helping hand when they were reduced to despair. During this period, she encouraged them to make mistakes and kept hold of their evidence, so that they would obey her for the rest of their lives.

The queen's hand could even reach outside the palace. In her previous life, when her father was escorting military rations, it was most likely the queen's doing.

An Lingrong drank a few sips of hot water and slowly calmed down her emotions. Now was not the time for her to be immersed in sadness. Since she had seen through the Queen's plan, she had to be more prepared and act more low-key. She must not face it head-on before she was fully prepared.

When Noble Lady Fucha saw that An Lingrong's expression had finally returned to normal, she asked the question in her mind, "Sister An, is there something wrong with that pot of daffodils?"

"That flower is poisonous, that's why Concubine Xia was shaking while serving the queen in bed." An Lingrong said this directly, which frightened Noble Lady Fucha so much that her face changed. She then pulled An Lingrong up and went to Jingren Palace to report to the queen.

"Sister Fucha, do you trust the Queen so much?" An Lingrong asked with a serious expression, staring at Noble Lady Fucha.

Noble Lady Fucha pondered An Lingrong's words for a while and couldn't believe it: "Are you saying that the Queen poisoned me?"

An Lingrong shook her head gently: "Sister Fucha, don't make hasty conclusions. There are too many people who want to embarrass Sister Xia. We don't have evidence to find the person who poisoned her. Concubine Xia can only suffer this loss."

Noble Lady Fucha slumped down on the chair and sighed, "It's really hard to guard against. From now on, you and I must be careful and never act on impulse and fall into other people's traps."

It is not advisable to let Noble Lady Fucha know the true identity of the Queen now. She is too shallow-minded. If she is discovered, she will be harmed. We can only let her be on guard step by step.

Life in the Yanx Palace became more low-key, and two days later, the first letter from Aunt Xiao arrived.