If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

The Queen knew the Emperor well, and since she had given him an excuse, the Emperor would not back down. "Although there is no evidence of her guilt in this matter, she cannot escape the blame for not keeping a strict discipline on her subordinates," the Emperor paused here, as if thinking about what punishment would be appropriate. He glanced at everyone's faces and continued, "She is in her period, so let's confine her to house arrest for half a year and fine her for one year."

Lingrong sneered inwardly when she heard this. She designed a plan to frame all the concubines in the harem and used blood swallows to harm the pregnant concubines. If it were anyone else, it would definitely be a death sentence. It seems that her face really has the emperor's heart.

"Your Majesty, it's not right to just confine Zhen to her house as punishment for such a crime." Concubine Hua was the most dissatisfied with this matter. If it weren't for Concubine Cao's reminder, she would have almost fallen into Zhen Huan's trap.

The Emperor looked up at Concubine Hua and at the same time glanced at the people sitting in the hall. Everyone had different expressions. There was Lingrong and Duanfei who were indifferent, there were surprised Concubine Hua and Xin Changzai, there was Fu Cha who didn't understand, and there was Jingpin who was only concerned about the situation. He knew that the judgment was a bit biased, but except for the Zhen family, nothing went wrong with everyone else. Why couldn't they just turn a blind eye?

"There is no need to discuss this matter further. Zhen's miscarriage is already a crime and punishment." The emperor made the final decision and directly ended the matter. Even the indignant Concubine Hua did not dare to say anything.

Seeing the tense atmosphere, the Queen immediately smiled and said, "Okay, there's no need to mention this anymore. I called you here today for another matter. We will return to the palace in seven days. Currently, it is tentatively decided that the concubines without children and pregnant women will return to the palace first, and the rest will return with the Emperor and me. Do you have any questions?"

Just when everyone was about to shake their heads and say it was no problem, the queen said again, "By the way, An, Yongshou Palace has not been repaired yet, but it will only be in a few days. I won't let you move twice. You can return to the palace a few days later."

"Yes." Ling Rong replied with a smile. It didn't matter whether she went back a day earlier or a day later. Anyway, she was pregnant now and no one would forget her. Even if they did, she could still live in the Old Summer Palace with her child.

"Empress, what about Zhen?" Mei Zhuang, who had been silent all this time, spoke up. Everyone could hear the obvious alienation in her words. She would no longer call her "Sister Huan" as gently as before.

"It is not appropriate to move Zhen because of her miscarriage, so let her rest in the Old Summer Palace first. What do you think, Your Majesty?" The Queen answered Mei Zhuang's question and also asked for the Emperor's opinion. She knew that Zhen was now the Emperor's Achilles' heel.

"You decide." The emperor stood up and said, "I still have some government affairs to deal with. You decide the rest." He turned and left. The emperor knew that he would not let the matter of Zhen go unsolved, so this was the best outcome. When he ordered the queen to investigate the case, he knew what was going on. Rather than giving the queen time to investigate the case, these few days were more like giving him time to convince himself.

Everyone stood up and bowed to see the emperor off, and the queen also served tea to see the guests off. When Jianqiu saw everyone off and entered the hall, the queen was still sitting there drinking tea.

"Your Majesty, I have already sent all the ladies out." She said softly.

"Jianqiu, tell me, who does the emperor care about more, An or Zhen?" The queen's sudden question made Jianqiu confused and she was stunned for a moment.

"My lady, what does this mean?"

"It's okay. I'm tired. Help me to rest." The Queen didn't want to argue with Jianqiu about this. No matter who the Emperor cared about more, it wasn't her, Ulanara Yixiu. So what did it matter who it was?