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

"Sister Honeysuckle, why are you here?"

Xiao Dongzi was carrying a pile of bedding and clothes used by Xiao Dezi. He was terrified. He was only thirteen years old. What if he got sick? His parents were still relying on his meager monthly salary to survive. As he walked, he felt that he had no strength and began to have a fever. Suddenly, his legs went weak and he stumbled and fell to the ground. He was overwhelmed with grief, but he didn't dare to cry. Just as he was afraid and worried, he suddenly saw Rendong who had helped him.

Seeing that he recognized her, Rendong thought carefully and remembered him based on his voice, but still pretended not to know the purpose of his going out and asked, "Xiaodongzi, what's wrong with you? Is there anything heavy? Let me help you carry it." After saying that, she bent down and prepared to pick up the bag on the ground.

Xiao Dongzi was afraid that she had already been infected with the disease and it would be bad if she passed it on to Ren Dong, so she quickly reached out to stop him: "Sister Ren Dong, you can't touch this. There is an epidemic on this dress, it can kill people."

Seeing that he was trembling with fear, yet still worried about others, Ren Dong was moved and quickly took out a medicine bag from her pocket and gave it to him: "This is the medicine bag we always prepare. You can take it with you to get rid of the plague. Why are you doing this kind of work alone?"

More than half a year ago, Xiao Dongzi was sick and it was Ren Dong who got him medicine from An Lingrong and cured him. Since then, he has deeply admired An Chang's medical skills. Therefore, when he heard that it was An Chang who made the medicine package, he hurriedly took it. At the same time, the fear in his heart instantly disappeared a lot. He said excitedly: "Thank you for your kindness, Sister Ren Dong. This was arranged by Eunuch Zhou. Eunuch Zhou said that these clothes have been sprinkled with lime, and I have wrapped them in cotton cloth, so there will be no problem. I asked me to send these to the cold palace where no one is and burn them."

As soon as Ren Dong heard it, she knew that it must be because he did not pay tribute to Zhou Ninghai that he had to do such a hard job. If she had known it was him, she would have been gentler when she shot him with the small stone. She was thinking about the task assigned by An Lingrong, and hurriedly asked him, "Is your leg okay?"

Xiao Dongzi struggled for a while, but found that his legs were numb again and he could not get up. He said ashamedly: "Sister Honeysuckle, I am useless. Now my legs are numb and I can't get up."

Ren Dong squatted down and said, "What about your errand? Will Eunuch Zhou blame you if you come back late?"

Fear reappeared in Xiao Dongzi's eyes. Zhou Ninghai had indeed limited him the time to burn the things. If he didn't come back after the time was up, he would be beaten again.

Honeysuckle didn't miss his subtle changes. She thought for a moment and said, "I'm fine. This place is close to the cold palace, so no one will come here easily. I'll go and burn these pickled things. You stay here and wait for me."

Xiao Dongzi's eyes widened instantly, and he kowtowed hurriedly with gratitude in his heart: "Sister Rendong, I will remember your kindness today. From now on, if you have any instructions, I will not dare to disobey you."

Rendong couldn't stand his courtesy, so she helped him sit down by the palace wall, picked up her bag and went to the deserted cold palace.

Xiao Dongzi was still immersed in the gratitude of Rendong for saving his life, and did not notice that Rendong covered his mouth and nose with the cotton cloth that he had prepared earlier.

Half an hour later, Rendong returned and told Xiaodongzi that no one should mention what happened today, otherwise both of them would be punished. Xiaodongzi nodded in agreement.

In Ledao Hall, An Lingrong used the excuse that she had a relapse of cold these past two days and stayed indoors. When Rendong brought back Xiao Dezi's coat wrapped in oil paper, she handed a packet of medicine to Rendong: "This is the Xiangsu powder I prepared. I don't know if it will work, but it's better than nothing. Go boil it and take it first, and then come and take care of me as agreed."

Seeing An Lingrong's hand tightly grasping the oil paper, Ren Dong's heart trembled with pain, but she also knew that it would be superfluous to say anything more at this time. All she could do was to take care of herself so that she would have the energy to take care of An Lingrong. Then she thought of the simple-minded Xiao Dongzi and begged, "My lady, I would like to ask you for two more doses of Xiang Su Powder."

An Lingrong saw that she looked remorseful, so she didn't ask any more questions. She turned around and gave her a few packets of medicine: "This has been ground into powder. You can use it for yourself."

Rendong took the medicine bag, thanked An Lingrong again and again, then strode out to prepare.

Inside the bedroom, An Lingrong gently opened the oil-paper bag, suppressed her nausea and buried her head in the clothes. She took a few deep breaths, but after a while, fearing that it was useless, she clutched the clothes tightly in her hands and sat quietly waiting.

In Yikun Palace, when Concubine Hua heard the Queen asking her to help manage the epidemic prevention affairs in the six western palaces, she wanted to refuse. But then she thought this was an opportunity. If she did a good job, she could take the opportunity to regain power in the palace, so she reluctantly agreed.

As soon as Jiang Fuhai left, Concubine Hua snorted coldly, "Are you afraid that I've forgotten Shen Meizhuang? You're reminding me not to forget to burn mugwort and sprinkle wine in Cun Ju Tang?"

When Concubine Cao heard what Concubine Hua said, she was confused for a moment, but then she realized that the Queen was reminding her on purpose. If Concubine Hua made another mistake in the matter of Shen Meizhuang, it would be difficult to regain the power of the palace. She was about to open her mouth to remind Concubine Hua, but Concubine Li said sarcastically:

"There is an epidemic in the palace right now, and all the palaces are busy fighting it. She is a confined concubine who has no contact with the outside world, so how could she be infected with the epidemic? We should not waste manpower for her."

Lipin's words reminded Hua Fei. She had murderous intent in her eyes and sneered, "Liu Bin has not been caught yet. He is always a big worry. Since the Queen asked me to take care of Shen Meizhuang, I will give her a big gift. Zhou Ninghai, does Xiao Dezi have anything left?"

Concubine Li and Noble Lady Cao looked at each other. Concubine Hua was trying to kill someone with a borrowed knife.

That afternoon, Zhou Ninghai replaced a set of plain white tea set for Shen Meizhuang. Shen Meizhuang looked at the tea set that was obviously not in compliance with regulations. Although she was annoyed that Zhou Ninghai had treated her badly, she still drank the tea brewed by Zhou Ninghai, thinking it was better to keep the peace.

After dinner, An Lingrong began to have a slight fever. She hurriedly burned Xiao Dezi's coat in the stove, and then began to burn a large amount of moxa leaves in the house.

Honeysuckle looked at the smoke rising from the room through the door. She knew it was a sign that the young lady was ill, so she immediately prepared the first dose of medicine as agreed.

An hour after taking the medicine, An Lingrong's body temperature increased instead of decreasing, and her head began to feel dizzy. She endured the discomfort and recorded the first day's symptoms and detailed medication on paper bit by bit, and then asked Rendong to bring the second dose of medicine.

"Rosewood, are you okay? Is everything settled outside?" An Lingrong spoke in a hoarse voice.

"My lady, I am fine. Baoque will be in charge of boiling the medicine. Xiao Jiangzi has gone to the Yangxin Palace to report. I believe the emperor will relocate Noble Lady Fucha. You can rest assured and recover. I will always be with you."

"Remember, if I have a high fever and am unconscious at night, ask Doctor Zhou to treat me. If it is just an ordinary fever and vomiting, just try the medicine I prescribed."

Listening to An Lingrong's voice, which used to be as clear as jade, now completely hoarse, Ren Dong said while holding back tears: "I've made a note of this. Young Master, I will obey your orders. Please stop talking and go to sleep for a while."

As the drug took effect, An Lingrong fell into a deep sleep.