An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

In fact, Lingrong had long wanted to help Zhen Huan to have no children, but the Emperor's mind was always on Queen Chunyuan, so Zhen Huan was always in favor and she had no chance to do anything.

Now that Huanbi was bullying Tangdi and Zhen Huan was standing by and watching, she finally seized this excellent opportunity.

Just as Concubine Hua said, pouring a bowl of safflower into her mouth so that she could no longer be a mother would be the only way to avenge herself and her child.

There will definitely be people who think she is cruel, but it doesn’t matter. Just don’t let others know about this.

Early the next morning, Tangdi boiled safflower and added it to a bowl of soup.

However, Zhen Huan also knew that she was now in a desperate situation and had many enemies who were trying every means to harm her, so she was extra cautious and asked Xiao Li to taste the food for her in advance.

Although Xiao Li tasted the bitterness of the soup, he did not tell Zhen Changzai about it because he had been taught a lesson by Huanbi and Zhen Changzai last night and wanted to take revenge.

After tasting the food for about an incense stick of time, Zhen Huan saw that Xiao Li did not have anything unusual, so she settled down to eat.

But due to the mute drug Lingrong had given her earlier, Zhen Huan's mouth and tongue were now swollen and painful, and she was unable to eat foods such as steamed buns and vegetables.

She could only pick up the bowl of soup and slowly drink it all up. Her sense of taste seemed to be failing, and she couldn't even taste the bitterness in the soup.

Xiao Li, who had already thought of how to explain why the soup tasted bitter, was a little stunned. He waited for a long while after Zhen Huan finished drinking it before packing up the dishes and leaving.

Huanbi also followed Xiao Li downstairs and ate some of the leftover food from the young master.

The effect of safflower did not take effect quickly. It was a long time after Xiao Li had left that Zhen Huan began to feel some abdominal pain. She wanted to endure it for a while, but she didn't expect the pain to get worse.

Zhen Huan rolled over on the couch in unbearable pain. She tried to shout, hoping that the servants who were serving her would notice that something was wrong.

But because of the pain in her throat, the sound she made was very slight, and if you were not close to the room, it would be difficult to hear her cry.

It was just that Huanbi was being served meals by Xiao Li and Tang Di at this time. With Tangdi's deliberate flattery, Huanbi was particularly happy - Xiao Li served the dishes to Huanbi, and Tangdi said some beautiful words about Huanbi.

Being coaxed like this, Huanbi no longer had the heart to go back to take care of Zhen Huan. Even when Tangdi asked if she wanted to go and see the young lady, Huanbi shook her head and refused.

Huanbi coughed and cleared her throat, and reluctantly said, "The young lady likes quietness and should be reading poetry and books at this moment, and does not like to be disturbed."

"Then Sister Huanbi, please have some more. I saved this snack especially for you."

Tangdi brought out a plate of steamed cheese with sugar, which she bought from the imperial kitchen with her own money. Otherwise, with their status, they wouldn't even have the chance to touch it unless their master rewarded them.

Huanbi nodded proudly, took a spoonful and tasted it, then shook her head as if she understood it.

"……generally."

“Yes, even if you want to buy them, you can only buy inferior snacks made in the imperial kitchen.

The good ones are for the masters, and my young master is in a very difficult situation now. "

Tang Di sighed and explained why the snack tasted so-so.

But Huanbi was very dissatisfied when she heard the word "inferior". She thought that Tangdi was mocking her for not being able to use good things, so she gave Tangdi a displeased look.

If his throat wasn't really sore, he would have been scolded.

Tang Di cursed in her heart, but in order to drag Huanbi along, she had no choice but to humble herself and shamelessly say nice things to coax Huanbi.

One moment they said Huanbi was extraordinary and must be the daughter of a rich and powerful family. Another moment they said Huanbi was as beautiful as a fairy and was no less beautiful than the imperial concubine.

Huanbi was laughing happily and was happy to chat with the two of them. She had originally wanted to go back and serve Zhen Huan earlier, but then she thought that the young lady couldn't go out, and besides reading books and reciting scriptures, it didn't matter if she didn't go to serve.

If the young master was angry, he would only be scolded and would not be really beaten.

With this kind of thought in mind, it was two hours later that Huanbi returned to Zhen Huan.

As soon as she opened the door, she saw Zhen Huan lying on the ground, completely unconscious.

Looking closely, there was a bright red spot on Zhen Huan's dress. I don't know what happened.

Huanbi was startled. She hurriedly tried to help Zhen Huan back to the couch, but she was too weak to do it alone, so she had to go back and call Tangdi over.

The two men then carried Zhen Huan to the couch, but her skirt was covered in dirt and no one knew what had happened.

"Sister Huanbi, what's wrong with the young lady..." Tang Di looked at the glaring red and guessed with ease, "Is it her period?"

"Maybe." Huanbi also felt that this was the most likely situation. She took the initiative to step forward to take off Zhen Huan's dress and pulled down her dirty underwear.

There was also a patch of red between her legs, and there seemed to be some black and red objects that looked like pieces of flesh. Huanbi didn't know what they were, she just thought they were the young lady's menstrual period.

She told Tang Di to prepare hot water, and the two of them cleaned Zhen Huan carefully and changed her into a new menstrual belt and clothes.

"These clothes..." Tang Di frowned and pointed at the clothes on the floor. "Should we deal with them?"

Huanbi waved her hand. With Tangdi at her disposal, she naturally wouldn't do it herself. "Wash it clean."

Tang Di was a little unhappy, but still obediently picked up the clothes and took them out.

In order to leave no evidence, she washed the bloodstained clothes that night and threw the dirty towels into the brazier and burned them.

These things were taught to him by that man last night. Now that all the evidence has been destroyed, even if Zhen Changzai noticed something was wrong, he would not be able to find any traces.

Zhen Huan didn't know that the bowl of soup she drank not only aborted her one-month-old baby, but also completely destroyed her hope of having children in the future.

As for Lingrong, she didn't know at this moment that what she had instructed Tangdi to do had been done. She was still lying on the reclining chair, reading a book comfortably.

Zhaoshui, on the other hand, always kept this matter in mind and would bring it up from time to time. He wanted to try his luck near Baohua Palace to see if he could meet Tangdi and inquire about Zhen Changzai's current situation.

But Lingrong did not allow her to go, and instead asked her to read some medical books in the palace and improve her medical skills.

"But Tang Di was actually bribed. Why did you trust her so much?"

Ling Rong turned a page of the book, read it carefully, and then answered slowly, "I didn't trust her, but she hated those two too much at that time.

If someone tells her there is a way to get revenge without getting caught, she will naturally be tempted, and with a little nudge, she will do it in a heartbeat.”

"But we don't know whether Tang Di did it or not."

"After all that, you still want to ask."

Zhaoshui nodded. She was indeed still curious. After all, there seemed to be no movement in Baohua Palace. "I still think that Tangdi has not made a move yet."

"If you haven't done it today, then you won't do it." Ling Rong looked indifferent. She looked at the lines of poetry with a gentle smile on her face. "Just study peacefully. I'll ask you when I have the chance."

Since the young lady wouldn't let him, Zhaoshui had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​finding out.

The two of them had just put down their conversation when Fang Lin came in and announced that the Emperor was coming to Chengqian Palace.

"Okay, Fanglin will prepare the medicinal food and the snacks that the emperor likes.

You have served before the Emperor, so you must know this best."

Lingrong was not worried at all that what she asked Tangdi to do would be discovered by the emperor. She ordered Fanglin to prepare food and asked Zhaoshui to tie her hair.

"Don't worry, my lord..."

"Don't worry," Lingrong looked at herself in the mirror. While applying rouge on herself, she did not forget to look in the water. "No need to be so formal. Just wear the lotus hairpin."

The lotus hairpin was made by the Emperor not long after she entered the palace. Although it was winter now, the room was as warm as spring, so it didn't seem so out of place to wear the hairpin.

"If I hadn't come, I'm afraid Rong'er wouldn't want to dress up."

Just as I put on my hairpin, the emperor strode in. I don't know if he stayed in the warm room outside for a while, but when he came in, he didn't bring any cold wind with him.

"Your Majesty and the Empress have both exempted me from paying my respects, so I will naturally obey their orders and take good care of my pregnancy in the palace.

I will save these hair ornaments and hairpins, and let the maids who serve me have a good rest."

"You are just a chatterbox. It's just some head ornaments. How can it be tiring for these girls?" The emperor smiled and looked at the hairpin in Lingrong's hair. "Plum blossoms are the best in winter. Why shouldn't Rong'er wear a plum blossom hairpin?"

Oh, that’s what your Queen Chunyuan likes, how dare I wear it?

Ling Rong replied in her heart, but still with a faint smile on her face, "I'm afraid the emperor has forgotten who gave this hairpin to this concubine."

The emperor was stunned for a moment, then he smiled and said, "How could I forget? I asked someone to make the hairpin, and I drew the pattern myself."

Lingrong looked at the emperor, then secretly glanced at Su Peisheng. Su Peisheng met Lingrong's gaze, blinked and showed a slightly awkward smile.

After all, this hairpin was delivered to Lingrong by Su Peisheng himself. If it was painted by the emperor himself, Su Peisheng would have emphasized it repeatedly given his personality.

Why did Lingrong only hear about such preferential treatment from the emperor today?

"But I have worn this lotus-shaped one for a long time, and it is winter now."

The emperor was willing to satisfy these small requests. He smiled indulgently and asked the palace servants to prepare rice paper so that he could draw a hairpin for Lingrong immediately.

Ling Rong naturally did not refuse. She asked Zhaoshui to prepare writing brush, ink, paper and inkstone, and she personally ground ink for the emperor, ready to see the painting created by the ruler of the world.

The emperor thought for a moment, then with a slight movement of his wrist, a vigorous and twisted plum branch appeared on the paper. Then, with a light tap of the pen tip, a few plum blossoms bloomed on the paper.

Ling Rong looked closer. There was a hint of white between the petals, making the plum blossom seem transparent, while the tips of the petals seemed to be a rich red.

Of course, all this was nothing more than Lingrong's feelings. The plum blossoms painted by the emperor were only in ink color.

"The jade-like branches of the trees stand proudly against the sky, and the plum blossoms bloom in the cold morning as the snow melts. Your Majesty's plum blossoms are truly beautiful."

"Rong'er understands my heart best."

The emperor looked at his painting with satisfaction, thought for a moment, and then wrote the two lines of poetry that Lingrong said on it.

"Su Peisheng, tell the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make a set of hairpins for you, Little Master An."

Su Peisheng sighed and immediately put the painting away.

"Your Majesty, now that you have finished making the hairpin, can you give this painting to me?" Although Lingrong did not like the emperor, she really liked this painting.

I didn't expect that the emperor was such a great painter. If I could learn a thing or two, I'm sure the patterns I embroidered would be unique.

"Rong'er wanted a hairpin, so I gave it to you. As for this painting, have you thought of what you want to exchange it for?"

Ling Rong didn't expect that the emperor would be so stingy at this time. She thought for a while and said, "Winter is coming. Why don't I embroider another nightgown for the emperor? The nightgown with golden dragon and clouds embroidered on it was very much liked by the emperor last time."

When the emperor heard Lingrong mention the pajamas with golden dragon pattern, he showed a rare look of embarrassment, but this look disappeared so quickly that Lingrong almost failed to catch it.

Seeing the Emperor's expression, Ling Rong immediately remembered that Zhen Huan and Chun Changzai had intentionally revealed that the Emperor had ordered someone to cut the pattern of her embroidered nightgown and give it to Zhen Huan.

For a moment, she lost interest in what gift to give to the emperor. She just turned around, rummaged through her needlework basket, picked out a pair of earrings she had embroidered and gave them to the emperor.

"The weather is getting colder. If Your Majesty is enjoying the snow in the garden, it would be perfect for you to wear these ear warmers."

The emperor thought that the embroidered basket of Lingrong contained gifts for him, so he looked through it with great interest.

"There is also a fan cover. How come Rong'er has been embroidering it for so long and still hasn't given it to me?"

Because this is just a casual embroidery, not meant for you. Lingrong smiled, she took the fan cover and touched it, "This one is not well embroidered, I am thinking of embroidering a better one for the emperor after giving birth next year.

It is also more suitable for use in summer.”

"You, you, everything I wear was embroidered by Rong'er."

Lingrong didn't say anything, but just smiled with her hands covering her lips. She could see clearly that the emperor was not wearing anything she had embroidered, not even a sachet.

The emperor was coaxing people as usual, but Lingrong did not expose him. Instead, she said that she would not embroider in the future.

"So as not to make the sisters in the other palaces jealous, and then the emperor would have to work hard to appease them."

The Emperor often stayed at the residence of Concubine Hua and Concubine Fu these days. These two people really like to compete with each other for favors. It was interesting in the first few days, but after a while, he got a little tired of it.

It was for this reason that the Emperor came to Lingrong. After all, she was pregnant, so it was only right for him to come and take a look.

"My noble lady An doesn't like to be sour," the emperor gently touched Lingrong's belly, and then changed the subject, "Is this child well behaved?"

"I have gotten much better in the past period of time. I guess my body has recovered a lot from taking medicine every day.

Your Majesty, please reward Imperial Physician Zhou and Imperial Physician He. They are both very thoughtful. "

"Of course, but I have one more thing to tell you."