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

Less than a cup of tea after Xiao Xia Zi left Xianfu Palace, everyone in the palace knew the news that Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang had been restored to the throne.

In Yikun Palace, Concubine Hua and Noble Lady Cao were still looking for medical books and checking the properties of medicines. Songzhi felt sorry for them for staying up all night regardless of their health, so she went forward to persuade them but was scolded by Concubine Hua.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor has restored the status of Shen Meizhuang and Concubine Wan." Zhou Ninghai hurried in and told Concubine Hua the news he heard from outside.

The medical book in Hua Fei's hand suddenly fell to the ground: "How could this be?"

Zhou Ninghai shook his head blankly: "I don't know, but the news has spread throughout the six palaces that the emperor personally restored Concubine Shen to the throne. In addition, the palace also said that An Changzai found a prescription to treat the epidemic and is meeting with the emperor."

The two shocking things shocked Concubine Hua, but she was more worried about Shen Meizhuang. She asked anxiously, "But has Liu Bin been found?"

Zhou Ninghai was not quite sure and shook his head.

"What a bunch of useless people. They can't even get rid of the weak imperial physician." Concubine Hua was so anxious that she took her anger out on them.

After listening carefully to Zhou Ninghai's words, Concubine Cao put down the paper and pen in her hand and spoke slowly: "Your Majesty, in my opinion, Liu Bin has been captured by Zhen Huan, so the emperor restored their positions. However, the more so, Your Majesty should be more patient and think of a way to deal with it as soon as possible."

Whenever Concubine Hua encountered trouble, she would always think of the Nian family first. She immediately ordered Zhou Ninghai, "Quickly report this to my brother and have him kill Liu Bin and Fu Ling so that there will be no evidence against them."

"Your Majesty, the palace has been locked now. I cannot get out for the time being. I can only contact the general tomorrow morning." Zhou Ninghai was helpless in the face of Concubine Hua's order.

Hua Fei suddenly realized, "Does this palace want to sit and wait for death? We are all in the same boat. Go to the Imperial Hospital and tell the Jiang brothers to shut up, otherwise I will not let the Jiang family off."

Concubine Cao was also involved in this matter, so she naturally couldn't just sit back and watch. After she went over the matter in her mind again, she spoke up to stop them, "Your Majesty, Liu Bin and Fuling cannot be killed now."

Concubine Hua was extremely anxious and was about to scold her for giving such a stupid suggestion, but when she saw Concubine Cao's determined eyes, she calmed down immediately: "You are always quick-witted. Tell me why I can't kill him?"

Concubine Cao had figured things out long ago. She said calmly, "Liu Bin was only responsible for keeping the baby safe. He would confess to the emperor. Jiang Cheng's prescription was fake, but Jiang Cheng's prescription was kept on file in the Imperial Hospital just in case. And I saw Fuling burn the one he gave to Shen Meizhuang. Liu Bin's words were unfounded. If you take action now, it will be a murder to silence the witness. It is better to take this opportunity to insist that it was Liu Bin's misdiagnosis that wrongly accused Shen Meizhuang."

Hua Fei thought what she said made sense, but she was still worried: "What if the emperor really believed what Liu Bin said, what should I do?"

Concubine Cao smiled lightly, "Your Majesty, if the Emperor was really furious, the imperial edict to punish you would have come by now. I think the Emperor doesn't completely believe Liu Bin's words, and he probably restored Shen Meizhuang to the throne only because she is seriously ill."

Hua Fei finally put her mind at ease, but she still had to find a way to dispel the emperor's suspicion. She then told Zhou Ninghai: "Go and tell the emperor tomorrow morning that I am sick."

Concubine Cao continued to offer advice: "Your Majesty, ordinary illnesses can only make the Emperor feel distressed. The Emperor may be sentimental and soft-hearted, but Your Majesty cannot rely on this every time. You have to give the Emperor what he wants most at the moment."

When Concubine Hua thought about how An Lingrong had been the first to offer the recipe for curing the epidemic, she was furious: "This palace knows this, but this method has already been used by that bitch An, and this palace doesn't have a recipe that can be used."

Concubine Cao advised earnestly: "Your Majesty, it is because Concubine An has the prescription that you can live towards death."

Concubine Hua was suddenly shocked: "You let me get sick?"

"Your Highness, you have been so eager to share His Majesty's worries that you have spent days reading medical books, hoping to find an ancient remedy to cure the disease. However, you overworked yourself and unfortunately contracted the disease. Tomorrow morning, I will report this to His Majesty. By then, His Majesty will have a way out, and Your Highness will not be implicated."

Concubine Hua's eyes fell on the table on the bed, which was covered with various ancient prescriptions that Concubine Cao and she had copied together. She made up her mind and ordered, "Zhou Ninghai, go down and prepare quickly. Make sure that this palace can be infected with the epidemic before tomorrow morning."

The Yikun Palace began to get busy.

In the study room of the Yangxin Palace, Zhen Huan was filled with grievances: "If I really wanted to frame Concubine Hua, why did I wait until Concubine Shen was on her deathbed?"

The emperor saw her stubbornness and frustration. He was always more patient and tolerant towards this person who was similar to Rouze in both talent and appearance. Seeing her questioning him sadly, he regretted his probing words and coaxed her, "I was too suspicious. If I didn't believe you, I wouldn't have punished Concubine Hua. Huanhuan, you have to understand my difficulties."

Zhen Huan held back her tears and replied sadly, "If Your Majesty really believed in me, you wouldn't have asked me this question just now."

The emperor didn't expect Zhen Huan to be so stubborn and arrogant, and he shouted unhappily: "Huan Huan! You get up first."

His words were like a reminder, but Zhen Huan was not moved by it. She was still immersed in the disappointment that the emperor actually suspected her.

The emperor had no choice but to get up from his desk, walk up to Zhen Huan and stretch out his hand, trying to pull her up.

Zhen Huan was still sad. She dodged the emperor's hand, stood up alone and remained silent.

"The Concubine Hua has served you for many years and has always been considerate and attentive..." The emperor wanted to explain to her why he had no choice.

Su Peisheng pushed aside the curtain and walked in with a happy face to report:

"Your Majesty is very happy. An Changzai has a prescription to cure the epidemic and would like to present it to Your Majesty."

Hearing this, the Emperor no longer cared about Zhen Huan's little emotions. He excitedly ordered: "Quick, pass it in!" Then he casually instructed Zhen Huan:

"There are many things to do tonight. I'll have someone send you back first. I'll come to see you tomorrow morning."

In the past, Zhen Huan would have obeyed, but the imperial decree to deal with Concubine Hua has not been issued yet, and she has been suspected by the emperor for no reason. If she really leaves now, she is afraid that things will change. Therefore, she endures the disappointment and begs the emperor:

"Your Majesty, please let me stay. If the prescription is really useful, Sister Shen can be saved."

As soon as Shen Meizhuang's illness was mentioned, the emperor agreed to let Zhen Huan stand aside and listen.

When An Lingrong was gently helped into the study by Ren Dong, the emperor looked at her weak steps and was surprised for a moment: "Rong'er, why have you become like this?"

"Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I was infected with an epidemic a few days ago, but I am fine now. I am here to present three prescriptions to Your Majesty, and ask the Imperial Hospital to consider whether they can be used?" An Lingrong spoke weakly, trying to salute as she spoke.

The Emperor's eyes lit up when he heard the prescription. He was already furious about this matter, so why would he let An Lingrong pay attention to these empty formalities? He half-lifted her up and put her in a chair beside him: "You are weak, sit down and talk slowly."

An Lingrong glanced at the melancholy Zhen Huan beside her and spoke slowly.