If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

It was too hot at night. Lingrong couldn't sleep, so she sat on the small couch by the window and ate watermelon. Juqing was beside her and cried with distress. "Oh, Juqing, don't cry. I just sprained my ankle, not broke it." Lingrong looked at Juqing with amusement. She didn't expect Juqing's tear point was so low.

"My lady, please stop laughing. It's all my fault that I didn't support you properly, otherwise you wouldn't have sprained your ankle." Ju Qing always felt that it was her fault that caused Ling Rong to suffer like this. "Please let me cry. I didn't dare to shed tears when I was in the Qinzheng Palace."

Lingrong shook her head helplessly, "Alright, alright, Baojuan, take your sister Juqing to wash her face. Don't get irritated in this hot weather." Lingrong was also helpless. She was not going to punish her for worrying about nothing.

Lingrong sent Juqing away and ate watermelon by herself. She couldn't help thinking about the emperor and Zhen Huan over and over again and couldn't help laughing. Since Zhen Huan didn't stay in the Qinzheng Palace at night and the emperor went to the Changchun Fairy House, it meant that he didn't believe Zhen Huan, and even if he did, he still had doubts.

Lingrong didn't understand it at first, but after two lifetimes of observation, she understood Zhen Huan's tactics. She said that she didn't want to enter the palace, that she met the emperor by chance, and that if she didn't harm others, others would harm her. She was just trying to create an innocent image. Now, the image she worked so hard to create was pierced by Cao Qinmo. Although it was temporarily repaired, Lingrong was very sure that the hole would break again.

Thinking of this, Lingrong smiled even more happily and ate a lot of watermelon. As the old saying goes, "Nothing good comes from happiness." Lingrong had diarrhea because she ate too much iced watermelon.

Ling Rong was fine, but Ju Qing was very anxious, "My lady, what should we do? I'll call the imperial physician."

"Juqing, Juqing, don't worry, pour me some hot water, I just need to drink more hot water, don't disturb others in the middle of the night." Ling Rong was almost fainted from diarrhea. She was not afraid of diarrhea, but it was inconvenient for her to go to the toilet after spraining her ankle.

Ling Rong leaned softly on the couch and drank the hot water, thinking that she really couldn't stand watching others laugh at her. It was really uncomfortable. It wasn't until Ling Rong drank two pots of water and had a bowel movement that she felt better. She finally fell asleep in a daze and heard the sound of sniffling, "What's wrong, who is it?"

"My lady, why are you awake?" Ling Rong could only hear her sniffing and wiping tears. "It was you who woke me up."

"Juqing? Juqing, is that you?" Ling Rong vaguely heard that the person outside seemed to be Juqing, but she couldn't hear clearly because of her snorting. "It seems that you are not on duty today?"

"My lady, I am worried about you," Ju Qing said with tears in her eyes, "My lady, it is all because I did not take good care of you."

"Okay, okay, stop crying. What does this have to do with you?" Ling Rong was really at a loss whether to laugh or cry. "I sprained my ankle because I was careless, and I had diarrhea because I ate too much watermelon. It's none of your business. Really." Ling Rong thought that Ju Qing was afraid because she was afraid that he would punish her or that the emperor and empress would blame her.

"My lady, you have been so good to me, but I failed to take good care of you and made you suffer. I..." The more Ling Rong didn't blame her, the more she blamed herself.

Ling Rong knew that Ju Qing was really worried about her health, and she couldn't help but feel touched, but she thought more that Ju Qing's innocence was not suitable for life in the palace, so she should find a good family for her to marry as soon as possible.