An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

But there were so many people around that it was not suitable for discussion. Lingrong gave Zhaoshui a look to show that she was holding back. The master and his servants followed Noble Fucha and Concubine Xia back to the Yanx Palace.

Lingrong's sleepiness was blown away by the cold wind. She looked at Noble Lady Fucha's back and began to wonder if Noble Lady Fucha had acted as the Queen's treason and had set up this trap.

With Noble Lady Fucha's intelligence, the most she could think of was to directly feed Zhen Huan with safflower. This method, where even the source of musk could not be traced, was either done by the Queen or by Noble Lady Cao who was beside Concubine Hua.

Of course, Lingrong also had to admit that she did contribute to putting the blame on Shen Meizhuang.

Those seemingly true rumors finally turned into a bloodless and sharp blade that pierced into everyone's heart.

"An promised, such a big thing happened today, I am a little hard to sleep."

"If you don't mind the noise, I have some stories to help you sleep that I can tell you."

Lingrong was very sensible. She left Zhaoshui outside the hall and went into the main hall alone with Noble Lady Fucha. As soon as they sat down, Noble Lady Fucha asked Sang'er to go down and wait as well. Only two people were left sitting opposite each other in the huge hall.

"If An agrees that it is Concubine Shen, how will the situation be resolved today?"

"To be honest with you, my lord, if it were me, I would have been beaten to death by now." Ling Rong did not shy away from saying, "Just the fact that the sachet on my body triggered the medicinal properties of the noble Wan and caused her to have a miscarriage, I would have deserved death."

"But the musk may not have been put in there by Concubine Shen..."

"Is this important?" Ling Rong interrupted Noble Lady Fucha without any hesitation, and raised her voice for the first time. "What's important is that she was wearing that sachet. Noble Lady, you forgot what Imperial Physician Jiang said. If it weren't for the musk in the sachet, Noble Lady Wan's dragon fetus would still have a chance of being saved."

"Whether it was done by Concubine Shen or not, the dragon fetus fell because of the musk in her sachet, and isn't this what you want, Concubine?" Ling Rong held the table with both hands, and her face suddenly approached Concubine Fucha, exuding a ghostly look under the dim candlelight. "Why, Concubine Shen, are you afraid that the spirit of the baby who died accidentally will come to you now?"

Fu Cha Guiren was timid to begin with, and after being frightened by Ling Rong, her face turned pale. She held her hands to her chest and leaned back with a pitiful look. "It wasn't me who put it in there."

"If it wasn't put there by the noble lady, then it seems that this musk is indeed related to the noble lady. Could it be that it was brought into the palace by Imperial Doctor He?"

"We are in the same boat, An Lingrong, so just keep silent about what you shouldn't say. Otherwise, you won't have to hold that small position your father held."

Hearing this, Lingrong almost laughed out loud. Noble Lady Fucha actually thought that she would care about that unreliable father, but she finally sat on the stool obediently. It was actually a good thing to have some handles that she didn't care about in the hands of others, so that she could better protect the people she cherished.

Fu Cha Guiren thought she was afraid, and threatened An Bihuai again before letting her go. Ling Rong didn't want to pretend to be nice to her, so she just bowed and walked away quickly.

Zhaoshui waited for a long time in the corridor, her lips were blue from the cold, Lingrong touched the girl's hand, and felt distressed for a moment. She pulled Zhaoshui into the inner bedroom, and after watching the girl warm up by the warm charcoal fire, she let her speak and told her what she saw when she went out.

Zhaoshui held out her hand to the fire, "When I rushed to Xianfu Palace, I saw a figure climbing over the wall and running out. He was very agile and seemed to have some kung fu skills. But it was too dark, and I couldn't see his face clearly. I could only vaguely see that he was a eunuch."

"It is very likely that he was the one who buried the musk jar under the tree." Thinking of the eunuchs who knew kung fu, Ling Rong could only think of Xiao Yunzi in her mind. But Xiao Yunzi was Zhen Huan's man, so how could he bury the musk jar under the tree and frame Shen Meizhuang? "There are not many eunuchs who know kung fu. If we investigate carefully, there is a chance to catch the person behind the scenes."

"Were you seen by the eunuch?"

Zhaoshui shook his head, and suddenly seemed to remember something and spoke again, "My lady, the eunuch was in a hurry, but judging from the direction he was heading, he was probably heading to the Imperial Garden."

Imperial Garden... Could it be that this eunuch is from the East Six Palaces? Ling Rong thought about the location of the Imperial Garden. If the eunuch was from the West Six Palaces, there was no need for him to run to the Imperial Garden. Not only was the journey far, but he was also likely to run into other people who were searching the palaces.

But there is an exception. Sui Yuxuan is not in the West Six Palaces, but in the middle of the Imperial Garden and Chonghua Palace. Isn't the direction to the Imperial Garden also the direction to Sui Yuxuan?

"Could it be that the musk jar in Suiyuxuan was also buried by this little eunuch?" Lingrong was shocked by her own thoughts, but the more she thought about it, the more possible it seemed. She even thought that the little eunuch was Xiao Yunzi.

But Xiao Yunzi is so loyal to Zhen Huan, how could she do this?

"Besides this, did Jingpin tell you anything else?"

"My lady is smart. Jingpin has instructed me to let you pay attention..." Zhaoshui turned her head and looked at the door, her eyes fixed on the light under the crack of the door, "Pay attention to Baojuan."

"It seems like she discovered something, probably about the rumor. Baojuan is too careless." Lingrong also stared at the door, and finally felt relieved when she saw that no one was passing by. "Pay more attention in normal times, and you should also observe carefully to see if the other one can be used."

Zhaoshui responded with a "yes", and the master and servant stared at the brazier, not knowing what to say for a moment. It was really difficult to move in this palace. With Lingrong's family background, even if she knew that the people around her were not trustworthy, she had no power to help her check. But she still had to go this way. Even if there was no one trustworthy around her, she could still become a concubine, even if she was a ridiculous concubine.

There was no conversation that night, but Lingrong, who had just fallen asleep, was woken up by Baojuan. It was now the hour of Hai, and the emperor needed to start writing in front of the window at the beginning of the hour of Zi on the first day of the new year. Not only the officials of the former dynasty, but also the concubines of the harem had to rush to the eastern warm room of the Hall of Mental Cultivation to watch the emperor's first writing ceremony of the new year.

Ling Rong was dressed up like a puppet in a daze. Fortunately, Bao Juan went to bed early in the first half of the night and was full of energy. She quickly dressed Ling Rong up and even put on red lips for her. Suddenly seeing her bright red lips in the mirror, Ling Rong suddenly woke up.

She took the handkerchief and wiped off the lipstick anxiously, not even having time to notice Baojuan's unnatural expression. Although it was the emperor's opening ceremony, she had to consider that Zhen Huan had just lost her child. If she went to the Yangxin Palace with such bright lipstick, she would not have to expect the emperor's favor in the future.

"My lady, I, I neglected Lady Wan... I know my crime." Baojuan knelt on the ground and confessed her guilt repeatedly. It was rare for her to decorate the lady before the water was reflected, but she never thought that she had done something wrong and almost harmed the lady.

Lingrong had no idea what Baojuan was thinking at the moment. She wiped off her lipstick and called Baojuan to get up before leaving. She took Baoque to the Yangxin Palace instead.

Fortunately, Ling Rong arrived not too late. She stood behind Xia Dongchun with her head down, quietly looking at the concubines in front. The confined Jingpin and Shen Meizhuang were not there, and Zhen Huan, who had just had a miscarriage, was not among them.

Ling Rong shivered a little from the cold, but fortunately it was midnight, and the emperor personally lit the jade candle in the long candlestick in front of the bright window, picked up the evergreen brush and smoked it on the ancient bronze auspicious stove, then slowly wrote the eight big words "clear rivers and peaceful seas, prosperous country and safe people" on the paper.

Su Peisheng picked up the red paper with the auspicious words and faced everyone. The emperor held up the Golden Cup and drank a cup of Tusu wine. Then he personally prayed for the people of the world, "May the rivers be clear and the seas be peaceful, and the country be prosperous and the people be safe."

Lingrong then spoke, reciting the auspicious words word by word. At the end, she secretly added in her heart, "May you live in peace every year."