An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

When the emperor learned the man's name, he really couldn't accept it.

He wanted to ask the abbot why he was so sure, but then he realized that the person who gave the answer was not the abbot he summoned, but an abbot who came on his behalf.

"I don't know the reason. Your Majesty, why don't you ask that young lady?"

The emperor sighed deeply, waved his hand and asked Su Peisheng to take the abbot away, while he frowned, thinking about how to deal with this matter.

The emperor couldn't figure out why it was her.

It was obvious that he had not been showing much favor to Concubine An in recent times, and even visited Youning less frequently.

After returning to the palace, she will be promoted to the position of concubine, which is higher than that of Concubine An who has a daughter. She should not be jealous of Concubine An and do something like using the nightmare technique to murder her.

Why? I have to use this nightmare technique on all of my most beloved concubines.

Is there anything that cannot be said directly?

The emperor really couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think about it alone. Seeing Su Peisheng coming back, he decided to go to Yuedi Yunju.

Su Peisheng knew that he was destined to be a hard worker, so he hurried to prepare the emperor's carriage and sent him to Concubine Xu under the scorching sun.

Fortunately, there is a lot of ice and wind wheels in Yuedi Yunju, so one can feel a slight coolness as soon as one enters the door. Su Peisheng wiped the sweat off his face and stood obediently at the door to listen to the conversation between the emperor and Concubine Xu.

"I called the abbot of Jueyuan Temple over and told him to give Concubine An a title to accumulate some blessings so that she can wake up."

Zhen Huan thought it was just a casual chat, so she listened quietly, "Madam An has served the emperor for a long time and is very much in his favor.

If the emperor hadn't forgotten, I'm afraid this title would have been given to Concubine An long ago."

The emperor looked at Zhen Huan's beautiful face and was speechless for a moment.

On the one hand, the emperor didn't know what title to give Concubine An, so he kept dragging his feet.

On the other hand, the emperor did not favor Concubine An very much, so she was not given a title early on like Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang.

The title given to her now is also because of her accumulated merits, and it is not entirely out of the emperor's own will.

"At this moment, I don't know what title to give her."

"Princess An is gentle and kind, and many good titles are suitable for her."

The emperor hummed, and took a sip of the tea handed to him by Zhen Huan. "What title do you think should be given to her?"

"This……"

Zhen Huan smiled and shook her head. She was just a noble lady, so how could she get involved in such a big thing as choosing a title? "Your Majesty can discuss this matter with the Ministry of Internal Affairs, or the Empress can give Your Majesty a lot of good suggestions."

"The Queen is currently busy investigating the cause of Concubine An's fainting, so I'm afraid she doesn't have much time.

You and I are of the same mind, and I would like to hear your opinion on the title issue."

Zhen Huan replied with a "yes". She asked Pei'er to hand over the brush, ink, paper and inkstone. She dipped the brush lightly and wrote a word on the paper, "Hu means blessing. For thousands of years, I have been blessed by heaven. I have been blessed by heaven, and people from all directions have come to congratulate me.

This word means "blessings" and is most suitable for Concubine An. "

The emperor looked at the words, but his expression did not fluctuate. After a long time, he shook his head, saying that Anpin was just a concubine, and could not bear this title, which was not good.

"That……"

Zhen Huan pondered for a while, then she dipped the ink in water and wrote the word "xi" on the paper. "What if it is a word "xi"? What do you think, Your Majesty?"

"Xi, which means courtesy and good luck, is a good word." The emperor's expression was still indifferent, as if he didn't like this word.

"The Emperor feels that these words are too straightforward and would not be beautiful to use as a title."

Zhen Huan put down her pen, and for a moment she couldn't think of any good words to use.

"Hanhuan understands my heart best." The emperor nodded, glanced at the two words, and fell into deep thought again.

His mind was in a state of confusion at this moment. According to the abbot's words, the Zhen Huan in front of him was the one who murdered Concubine An.

Now this matter has been handed over to the Queen. I think it won't be long before the Queen brings people to Yuedi Yunju.

Seeing that the Emperor was there, the Empress did not say much and directly sent Jianqiu and others to search Yuedi Yunju.

In order to avoid being accused by Zhen Huan of framing her, the Queen even called on several eunuchs beside the Emperor, including Su Peisheng, to follow her and investigate every place in Yuedi Yunju.

Zhen Huan didn't know what was going on. She looked at the emperor and asked, but only got a cold expression in return.

This really confused Zhen Huan. The emperor just said that he understood his thoughts best, but he suddenly became cold and indifferent. She really didn't know who had offended him.

But Zhen Huan was not stupid. She thought about Ling Rong's coma and the monk from Jueyuan Temple mentioned by the emperor, and it was not difficult for her to guess that they were looking for something in her palace.

But the emperor refused to speak, so she could only look at the queen and said, "Queen, what is happening today..."

“The monk from Jueyuan Temple came to the garden and said there were some dirty things that would affect the luck of everyone in the harem.

This is why Concubine An fainted, so I sent people to all the palaces to check."

Zhen Huan knew that what the Queen said was half true and half false, and even had a vague feeling that someone was trying to blame her for Concubine An's coma.

But someone was already investigating, and Zhen Huan couldn't stop them at this time. She could only think silently in her heart, how to defend herself if she was really blamed.

Soon, Su Peisheng and Jianqiu came back with the things. He looked at the emperor and the empress carefully and presented the things.

"What's this."

Su Peisheng untied the cloth and revealed the contents, "This thing was found in the small kitchen of Yuedi Yunju, under a jar full of sewage.

After opening it, there was a heel and a piece of red paper with the name and birth date written on it, and the heel was pressed on the red paper.

This thing is almost the same as what the abbot said, so I brought it back."

The emperor closed his eyes slightly, sighed deeply, and asked Su Peisheng to read out the name and birth date on the red paper.

As expected, it was Concubine An's.

"The name and birth date are both from Concubine An." The Queen was slightly surprised. She took the red paper, examined it carefully, and handed it to Zhen Huan. "The handwriting is beautiful."

Zhen Huan took the red paper and her eyes widened slightly, not because this thing was found in her own residence, but because the words were exactly the same as hers.

It was a very familiar situation. These were the same methods used by those people in the past to prove their "affair" with Prince Guo.

"What's wrong, Concubine Xu?" The Queen's gentle and inquiring voice sounded in her ears. Zhen Huan shook her head and pressed the red paper on the words she had just written.

"This thing was found in the small kitchen of Yuedi Yunju. Lady Xu, please explain it."

The Queen glanced at the Emperor, and they looked at each other, their eyes both falling on Zhen Huan.

Although there was no harsh rebuke, Zhen Huan felt uneasy.

These two people are a couple who are of one mind and one heart. They sit on the superior seats, and even the condescending looks they give themselves are exactly the same.

“I am only a noble lady, and the emperor has not granted me my own small kitchen in Yuedi Yunju.

Therefore, on weekdays, the concubines and the servants would not go there, and even if someone approached, the concubines would not be able to detect it. "

Since the emperor and his two companions were just asking simple questions, Zhen Huan sat upright on the chair without any greetings. She shook her head, indicating that anyone could enter Yuedi Yunju.

This answer was expected, and the Queen did not dwell on it. She picked up the red paper and pretended to accidentally see what Zhen Huan had written.

"Your Majesty, the words on this red paper are somewhat similar to those of Concubine Xu."

The Queen was a master of calligraphy, so what she said was that it was very natural.

The emperor also took a look. Although it was not the same character, the strokes and writing habits could not be changed. It looked like it was indeed written by Zhen Huan.

“It is indeed similar.”

"My relationship with Concubine An is just average, so I don't know her date of birth."

Zhen Huan was relatively calm at this time. After all, everyone knew that she had caused Concubine An to lose her child, and it was indeed impossible for the two of them to be on good terms in private.

"Moreover, Anpin has never celebrated her birthday since entering the palace, so how could I know about it?"

"What Concubine Xu said does make some sense." The Queen did not continue to question Zhen Huan, but instead explained a few words for her.

The emperor neither nodded nor shook his head. He just had such a cold face that the hot air seemed to be condensed.

"Well, let's check the heel. The heels of clogged shoes are thicker and not easy to break.

In particular, the objects used in the palace are all related to one’s status, and the craftsmanship of shoes for high-ranking concubines is more rigorous.

"Looking at the crudeness of the heels, I'm afraid they were used by some low-ranking concubines. Why not ask the Ministry of Internal Affairs to check it out?"

There is no statistics on the quantity of most of the things used by the concubines in the palace, but there is a fixed number for things like Manchu dresses and Manchu-style shoes.

Only a few people like Concubine Hua who were extravagant would order the Imperial Household Department to make new clothes and shoes from time to time.

Most of the items commonly used by concubines were not much different from the records of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

But in fact, it is difficult for the Imperial Household Department to match them one by one. What the Queen said was nothing more than asking someone to check whether the number of Zhen Huan's shoes is correct.

Moreover, according to her informants, one of Zhen Huan's shoes did have a broken heel, but she never threw it away.

The Emperor was actually very clear about this matter. He glanced at Zhen Huan, and the meaning of his expression was obvious. He just took it out and admitted it.

Zhen Huan was unwilling to admit it. After all, she was already humiliated that day, and the broken heel made her lose all face.

She kept the shoe to warn herself not to make the same mistake again. Who knew that the shoe would turn into a spinning knife and stab herself after so long?

"Go get the shoes, compare them, and everything will be clear."

The emperor was silent for a long time, and finally spoke. He didn't want to wait for Zhen Huan to continue thinking, he just wanted to solve this matter quickly.

Even if Zhen Huan wanted to stop it, she could only endure it. She asked Pei'er to follow Su Peisheng to get the shoes.

At this moment, she even felt a little regretful. Why did she keep the shoes? Nian Shilan had become stupid and could no longer do anything to her.

Before she could blame herself for long, the pair of shoes was brought back. The heels matched perfectly, even the broken edges were perfectly aligned.

The emperor did not question Zhen Huan, he just watched calmly, waiting for Zhen Huan to give an answer.

The Queen was also not in a hurry. Now that all the evidence was laid out before her, no matter how Zhen Huan argued, she was powerless to save the situation.

"Your Majesty, you know why I kept these shoes.

Moreover, the heel of this shoe was broken and lost for a long time, and I have never found it, otherwise this pair of shoes would have been repaired long ago.

Therefore, this heel was probably taken by someone with ulterior motives, just to set up the situation today."

Zhen Huan finally lowered her body to salute. Her tone was a little anxious, but she did not sound panicked at all. "Besides, I am not very familiar with Concubine An. In the past, I was the one who wronged Concubine An. How could I use such a vicious method to murder an innocent woman?

That day in Wuling Spring, I was still analyzing the cause of Concubine An's illness.

It was I who suggested asking the Imperial Observatory to come and inquire. If it was I who did it, why did I have to lead Concubine An's illness to such a mysterious direction?"

This statement does make some sense, and even the emperor was somewhat relieved. In addition, Zhen Huan had saved the emperor's life, so the emperor was naturally more willing to believe that she was innocent.

"I also believe that Lady Xu is not such a vicious person, but there is a lot of evidence, and we must find a way to clear the dirty water.

After all, it's just empty talk, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to convince Concubine An or even the people in the harem."

The meaning of the Queen's words is very clear. No matter how eloquent you are, Zhen Huan, what is the point of your defense when the evidence is solid?

If you have the ability, find other evidence to prove your innocence, otherwise you still have to follow the rules.

How could the emperor not understand what the queen meant? No matter how biased he was, he could not completely ignore the evidence after the queen's repeated reminders.

Otherwise, he would not care about Concubine An's life or death, nor the lives of the other concubines in the harem.

"I don't know the birthday of Concubine An, I don't know where the heel is, I don't know what these things are used for, and I don't know who has secretly gone to the small kitchen.

Although there is so-called physical evidence, there is no witness at all, so how can I, a concubine, identify him?"

Seeing that the emperor was silent, the queen could only speak for herself. She picked up the red paper and said, "This handwriting...if I am not mistaken, it should be from Concubine Xu. Are you also going to say that this handwriting was deliberately imitated by someone?"

“If you are a calligrapher, you can indeed imitate other people’s handwriting.

I have repeatedly emphasized that I do not know Concubine An's birthday, so this word could have been written by someone else.

If the Empress firmly believes that I wrote it, and does not allow me to say that someone else imitated it, then I really have no way to refute it in this matter. "

Zhen Huan bowed again, her face calm, as if she really had nothing to do with the matter.

Even with overwhelming evidence, she did not give in, which left the Empress speechless for a moment - not because she felt that Zhen Huan had an unbreakable pride, but because she felt that she was really shameless.