An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

Ling Rong didn't know that the Emperor had temporarily pinned the blame on Prince Guo as the source of these rumors.

But even if they knew, it didn't mean they were safe - after all, the one suspected this time was He Anming, and he might want to continue to attack Concubine Tian.

If He Anming is really lost, Concubine Tian will definitely be in danger.

It is summer now, and no one knows where Concubine Tian will be infected with pollen, and whether she can still keep the baby in her belly.

After all, accidents are not difficult to calculate.

Now that Concubine Tian is leading the way, she can probably stay safe for two days.

"It seems that we must help Concubine Tian and protect He Anming."

Ling Rong let out a long sigh. Now it was only a matter of time before Jianqiu was sentenced to death. All she had to do was wait patiently.

She had enough energy to help her "good sister" Concubine Tian to save the child and the imperial physician.

"Your Majesty is more worried now than when you were pregnant with Princess Youning. You are frowning all day long. What if you hurt yourself?"

"Now I have to worry about this," Ling Rong was quite helpless. The more days the Queen sat on the throne, the more she had to be on guard. "It's not easy to raise children in the palace. If you don't think about it more, I'm afraid that you and I will be three times more miserable than the deceased Concubine Duan."

Zhaoshui naturally knew the importance of He Anming, but now there was also Wei Lin, so she was not as worried as the young lady.

At least the Chengqian Palace now is not surrounded by enemies like it was when Princess Youning was pregnant. Everyone inside and outside the palace is her own, so it is not so easy for the Queen Mother to intervene.

"Your Highness, please forgive me for speaking frankly," Zhaoshui said, but she did not hesitate at all. "Now that Your Highness is a concubine, you can fight for the power to assist in managing the six palaces."

"Now Imperial Concubine Jing is keeping a low profile, worried that her prince will attract too much attention. She still has the power to assist the six palaces, but she has gradually lost her voice."

It's not that Lingrong doesn't want to get the power to assist in managing the six palaces, but now she is pregnant, and the emperor will definitely not want her to work too hard. Even if she wants to fight for the power to assist in managing the six palaces, she won't be able to get it.

"We do want to fight for it, but we can't get it now. It's better to let Concubine Jing hold it in her hands, so that she won't be too blind."

"But... Her Majesty the Imperial Concubine no longer cares about palace affairs."

Lingrong nodded. She did not repeat her meaning because she knew very well that Zhaoshui was worried about her future situation.

After all, if He Anming fell, it would be difficult to save Concubine Tian. Her weaknesses were too obvious, and taking her life was not as difficult as imagined.

In fact, Zhaoshui understood everything. She finally nodded honestly, "Then our most urgent matter right now is to help Doctor He?"

"That's right, but it's not easy to do. Even if we find out who spread the rumor, the emperor will most likely sentence them both to death in order to save his dignity, which is greater than the sky."

"Your Majesty, you've gone too far." Zhaoshui consoled softly. She didn't know why the young lady was so angry. Perhaps she was unhappy with the emperor's attitude of not caring about the lives of ordinary people.

Ling Rong hummed, and then she barely suppressed the anxiety in her heart, "Please ask Doctor He to come over. I will ask about the situation and see if I can find a solution."

When the sun moved to the west and the sky gradually became filled with bright colorful clouds, He Anming hurried over.

Ling Rong sat under the pear tree and watched him run to the main hall. After meeting Zhao Shui, he turned back to her. "Doctor He seems a little uneasy. Could it be that something happened to Concubine Tian?"

"It's not Concubine Tian, ​​it's me who has some problems." He Anming did not hide anything, but he was unwilling to say more. He took out a handkerchief and checked Ling Rong's pulse. "The young lady and the heir are both fine. It seems that the prescription prescribed by the imperial physician Wei is indeed effective."

"I asked you to take my pulse because I didn't intend to hide it from you." Ling Rong explained why she pretended to have a miscarriage, and also told He Anming what the emperor said yesterday.

"So your Majesty already knows what happened to me," He Anming showed no obvious worry, and even comforted Ling Rong, "But your Majesty need not worry. Although Concubine Tian's health is difficult to recover, she has saved her life, and the royal heir is also safe. Even if I am unable to take care of her in the future, there won't be any major mistakes.

As for you, Madam, I feel more at ease now that you have the care of Imperial Doctor Wei."

"About you, how are you going to do it?"

He Anming cupped his hands, his attitude still calm, "I have thought it through these few days. Although this rumor sounds outrageous, the emperor knows very well that I am the one who knows the relationship between Doctor Wen and Concubine Hui.

Regardless of whether this rumor leaked from me or not, the emperor will not be lenient to me. I am afraid that my life will not be saved."

"Think of a way. There is still a chance after all."

Ling Rong seemed more anxious than He Anming about whether he could save his life. "The Emperor values ​​talented people the most. He will not let you lose your life so easily."

"The emperor's heart is unpredictable. Your Majesty should know that the emperor values ​​his reputation the most. My fate is almost certain." He Anming said in a relaxed tone. He took out a large number of incense pills from the medicine box and placed them on the table. "Your Majesty can replace these incense pills regularly. I have also written down the prescription. Your Majesty can ask someone to prepare them yourself later."

Ling Rong did not speak. She watched He Anming take out prescription after prescription and put them on the table. "These prescriptions have been improved by me according to your majesty's constitution. Miss Zhaoshui knows some medical skills, so the medicine will not be inappropriate when used.

If you encounter a critical moment and you cannot fully trust the imperial physician around you.

Your Majesty can ask Miss Zhaoshui to go to the Imperial Pharmacy to get medicine to temporarily overcome the crisis."

He Anming glanced at Ling Rong and did not see any doubt on her face, which made him feel more at ease.

"But I still want to say one more thing. Do not use it recklessly. You still need to follow the doctor's advice."

As if he was afraid that Ling Rong would not believe him, He Anming added, "I also left some with Concubine Tian.

It's just that the two ladies have different constitutions, so the dosage will be slightly different."

"You are quite prompt. You have arranged all the funeral affairs."

Ling Rong beckoned Zhao Shui over and put away all the prescriptions and incense pills, "Then I will respectfully obey your command and accept all these things.

But - for the safety of this baby of mine and Concubine Tian, ​​you can't lose your life. We need to think of a way to make the emperor reluctant to kill you."

“Although my medical skills are just okay, there are countless people with superb medical skills in the world.

Your Majesty is the ruler of a country, so it won’t be difficult to find a highly skilled imperial physician to replace me.”

"Your Majesty is not in trouble, but I and Concubine Tian are in great trouble."

Lingrong glanced at He Anming. He also disliked the emperor. Wasn't it because she saved the emperor's life that Zhen Huan won his true favor again?

If He Anming could save the emperor's life, the emperor would probably not really want to kill him.

It is even possible that He Anming will become a "celebrity" around the emperor and will have more cards to play against the emperor.

The problem now is how to make He Anming the emperor's savior.

If only the assassin could attack the emperor again, everything would go smoothly and no traces would be left.

Lingrong didn't know who the assassin was, but she thought of Caiping, who looked very familiar to her - Zhaoshui had already found out that Caiping had once served Prince Guo at Qingliangtai.

She was already a slave in the palace, so naturally she didn't need to participate in the selection, let alone become a maid in the palace.

Could it be that... Caiping's identity was changed by Prince Guo, and she entered the palace to participate in the selection at the same time as herself?

In this case, isn't it very likely that she knew about Prince Guo's rebellion, and might even be an important part of it?

At this moment, Lingrong couldn't be sure whether Caiping was the assassin who assassinated the emperor.

But if she could assassinate the emperor during this period, she could find a way to replicate what happened to Zhen Huan, and make He Anming the emperor's "sweetheart".

“In fact, Imperial Doctor Wei’s medical skills are excellent, Your Majesty does not need to worry too much.

Although I am in danger now, it is also a good time for me to show my loyalty to the Emperor.

If Your Majesty believes that I will not tell the secret to anyone, then there is still room for reversal."

"It's not enough to just give him room to turn around. You have to make the emperor trust you completely."

He Anming nodded, but suddenly he couldn't think of any suitable solution.

“I need someone to help me. I need to find someone to test it out.

As for you, check carefully in the Imperial Hospital to find out who is spreading this rumor."

It was very difficult to find out the rumors, and Ling Rong did not expect He Anming to find out. But it was better than nothing, and he had to do something.

Otherwise, he would just be arranging funeral arrangements all day long and preparing all kinds of things, which would make Concubine Tian very anxious and how could she keep the pregnancy healthy?

“Also, even if you prepare those things, keep them with you first and don’t send them to the Yanxi Palace at this time.

Concubine Tian is already busy taking care of her pregnancy. If she knew that the imperial physician she trusted was going to lose his life, who knows what would happen.

Doctor He, do you understand?"

"...I understand." He Anming hesitated for a moment, but still agreed. "The emperor's people are actually investigating. I think the truth of this rumor will soon come to light."

The two talked for a short while before Ling Rong felt a little tired. He Anming tactfully left, but before leaving he went to the side hall to visit You Ning.

Early the next morning, Lingrong wrote a letter and left the palace, asking someone outside to check Caiping's identity.

At the same time, she specially asked Zhaoshui to go to the flower room and specifically asked Caiping to deliver flowers to Chengqian Palace.

Caiping was reluctant to leave the flower room, but Concubine Sheng pointed out her name, so she had no choice but to take the selected flowers and cover her face with a veil to go to Chengqian Palace.

But today was destined to be a bit unlucky for Caiping. When she was walking quickly with the flowers in her hands, she ran into the Third Prince who was going to Jingren Palace to meet the Queen Mother.

The flowers were knocked to the ground and the veil on her face was hooked off by the branches.

Although the Third Prince was young, he had a clear perception of beautiful things. He stared blankly at Caiping's face, which was as bright as a peach blossom, and was stunned for a moment.

Caiping was completely different. She hurriedly lifted up her veil to avoid the Third Prince's burning gaze.

Only after she put on her veil again did she bend down to pick up the flowers. The Third Prince also squatted down, and without any effort, he gathered the flowers into a pile and held them up directly in front of Cai Ping.

But the Third Prince had clumsy hands and feet, and many of the petals were knocked off. The flowers were squeezed together pitifully and could no longer be used.

Caiping was so angry that she clenched her hands tightly, trying to resist the urge to hit the Third Prince away with a palm.

"I thank you, Third Prince, but this flower...is no longer usable."

The Third Prince was stunned for a moment. He glanced at the flower and threw it aside.

He even reached out his hand, wanting to help Caiping up.

Zhaoshui stood aside, stunned by what he saw. For a moment he didn't even think of helping Caiping up.

Fortunately, Caiping dodged it. She bowed and apologized to the Third Prince, and as soon as the Third Prince said it was okay, she picked up her skirt and ran away quickly.

Only Zhaoshui was left standing there, looking at the flowers and then at the Third Prince who was looking at Caiping's back.

"who is she."

"To answer Third Prince, she is a maid who takes care of the flowers and plants in the flower room. Her name is Cai Ping."

The Third Prince hummed coldly, and when he saw Caiping had run away and disappeared, he remembered that he still had to meet the Queen, so he ran away as well.

"Although the Third Prince is young, he can't move his legs when he sees a beautiful woman."

In Chengqian Palace, Lingrong heard the two's reply and couldn't help but joke, "I'm afraid the Third Prince has already replied to the Empress, asking Caiping to serve the Prince."

"No!" Cai Ping refused subconsciously. She stammered, "I like flowers and plants, and I don't want to serve Third Prince."

"This is just my guess," Lingrong looked at Caiping with interest. She glanced at the flowers in the octagonal bottle, "If the Third Prince really asks, you have no choice but to serve him.

After all, the Queen is very fond of the Third Prince and will most likely not reject his request."

Lingrong didn't mind scaring Caiping, after all, she still had something to ask her next.

However, Caiping was obviously not the brainless palace maid. After the initial panic, she calmed down.

"Madam Shengfei, I have delivered the flowers. If you have no other instructions, I will return to the flower room."

Ling Rong just looked at Cai Ping. After she squatted for a long time, she slowly spoke, "Cai Ping, do you know that there is a concubine named Huan Bi in Prince Guo's mansion?"

Caiping was silent for a while, as if she was thinking. After a long time, she shook her head, indicating that she didn't know.

"The news that Huanbi was taken as a concubine by Prince Guo was widely spread in the palace, but you were actually unaware of it." Ling Rong smiled and said, "Then didn't you enter the palace after this incident?"