An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

Ying naturally did not want to admit that she was the assassin, but soon the emperor found both physical and human evidence - someone saw her put drugs in the teapot.

"Yinzhu, tell me, what did you see?"

"When the young lady was making tea, she put some white powder in it. I don't know what it is, but I think it's the young lady's secret recipe for making tea."

Yinzhu said this as if she didn't know that Ying Da Ying was the one who drugged her, and she even made up an obviously false excuse.

But Ying agreed, knowing that with all the evidence and witnesses, it was useless to refute. She leaned dejectedly on the couch, not even refusing to say a word in her defense.

"My lady..." Yinzhu said hesitantly, "But you are still thirsty. I will make you another cup of tea."

Ying agreed and turned her head away. She didn't want to look at Yinzhu even once more. As for Yinzhu's false concern, she even felt a little disgusted and disgusted.

However, the emperor soon sent Yinzhu away. He also did not give Ying the time to rest as promised, but directly asked who was the person behind the scenes.

"Your Majesty, why do you still ask who it is? You do nothing in the court and spend all day indulging in the harem. All the people in the world want to do the same thing. I am just one of them."

Faced with Ying's groundless accusation, the emperor simply couldn't believe it. He didn't dare to say that he was a wise monarch throughout history, but he had always been conscientious in state affairs. How could he be the emperor who was obsessed with the harem and only cared about pleasure?

"So in your eyes, I am not a wise ruler," the emperor said calmly, but still testing his words, "Then tell me, who can be considered a wise ruler?"

"Of course..." Ying agreed and subconsciously wanted to say Prince Guo's name, but she held back at the last moment, "Of course anyone can do it."

The emperor was so angry that he almost laughed. For such a woman who knew nothing, he could almost guess that the master behind Ying Da Ying was Prince Guo.

Who else but Old Seventeen could rely on his romantic and passionate character to attract women to throw themselves at him and even work for him at all costs?

"No need to say more. I already know who it is. That day, Prince Guo was wandering around Yongshou Palace. He came to give you orders."

Ying agreed and clenched the quilt with her fingers, refusing to admit that the emperor was right. She shook her head and said, "Your Majesty, you guessed wrong."

"I will naturally investigate the right and wrong. Since you are unwilling to admit it, I will let Prince Guo suffer a little more.

You have been pampered for too long, it is time for you to experience the suffering of the people."

Upon hearing that Prince Guo was going to be tortured, Ying's expression of agreement could hardly be maintained. She secretly sighed in her heart that this emperor was truly a tyrant and regretted very much that she had chosen such a mild poison instead of Croton.

This dog emperor should be poisoned to death, so that Prince Guo will not have to bear the consequences of his failed assassination.

Ying agreed and looked at her dressing table. She really wanted to take the silver hairpin and stuff all the powder inside into the emperor's mouth.

The emperor noticed Ying's gaze and turned to look at the dressing table. His intuition told him that there might be something inside. "Su Peisheng, take out all the items on the dressing table and ask the imperial physician to check them out."

Su Peisheng moved quickly. He immediately called a few people over and packed up everything to take away.

Concubine Ying watched helplessly as her hope was taken away. Her face lost all color and she no longer had any strength left.

"I will not say any more to you. Tomorrow, when Prince Guo enters the palace, you can go to the Heavenly Prison to visit him in person. One of you must tell the truth."

The emperor left without waiting for Ying to say anything more, leaving Ying to cry out miserably behind him.

"Yinzhu, take good care of your young mistress and don't let anything happen to her again. Do you understand?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. I will follow the young lady closely and will not ask her to do anything." Yinzhu responded loudly. Yingying in the room heard it clearly and felt even more sad.

Ying agreed that she didn't know how to help Prince Guo escape punishment at this time. If she could save the prince by killing herself, she would be willing to die immediately.

But if she wanted to commit suicide, she would have no choice but to bang her head against the wall. But Prince Guo would not suffer any less because of her death. What should she do?

On the other hand, after the emperor walked out of the Xianfu Palace, he immediately ordered the guards to bring Prince Guo into the palace overnight and put him directly into the Tianlao to await trial without any reason.

As for why the trial is not tonight, it is because the emperor is still a little weak and he really does not have the energy to do these things.

"Your Majesty, would you like to go to Concubine Cao's place to rest for a while? It will be dawn in half an hour, and I am afraid that your body cannot hold on."

The emperor sighed, because he had been tormented by the poison all night and had to continue attending court without any rest. Even though diligence had become his habit, he couldn't help feeling a little tired.

"Don't disturb the mother and daughter, let's go back to the Yangxin Palace." The emperor ordered Su Peisheng, and just as he took a step, he fell to the ground.

The shouts of Su Peisheng and others were particularly loud, shocking the quiet Xianfu Palace into being noisy again. Fortunately, the imperial doctors did not leave and were able to treat the emperor immediately - because the emperor worked day and night and his physical condition was not good enough. Although the poison was temporarily cured this time, various serious illnesses were still brought out.

The emperor was unconscious for three whole days. During this period, countless concubines went to visit him in the Yangxin Palace, but were stopped by the empress. She was really worried about the emperor and even served him for three days without taking off her clothes.

Lingrong did not insist on going to the Yangxin Palace to take care of the emperor. After all, she was pregnant now and had a perfect excuse not to be with the emperor.

He Anming and Wei Lin had no time to come to Chengqian Palace to check the pulses of Lingrong and Youning these days. All the imperial doctors were detained in the Yangxin Palace, so the concubines had to be patient for a while.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor has awakened today. Should we go visit him?"

Lingrong touched her belly. She didn't want to visit the emperor, but she also knew that this drama that cared about the emperor had to be performed in front of him.

"Wait a little longer. Now that the emperor has woken up, everyone is rushing to visit him. I am not feeling well, so it would be safer to go later.

Zhaoshui had the same idea. She was afraid that someone would take advantage of the chaos to do something again. She wanted to persuade her master not to be too anxious, but she didn't expect Lingrong already had her own plan.

But Ling Rong's "later" was delayed until after dinner. Except for the Empress and Concubine Jing, there was no one else guarding the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

When the emperor saw Lingrong coming, he was very happy, but Lingrong was a little confused. After all, the emperor had never been so warm to her before.

Lingrong looked down at the emperor holding her hand, and smiled gently and a little shyly.

"Your Majesty, I felt a little unwell this morning, so I came a little late." Ling Rong briefly explained the reason for her late arrival, and then quickly showed concern for the emperor, "Are you feeling better? Are you still feeling unwell?"

"Don't worry, I am already well, but I still need to recuperate. I have to continue drinking your medicinal food."

Ling Rong nodded, and followed the emperor's lead to sit down on the bedside, "The medicinal diet was prescribed by Imperial Doctor He, so the effect is naturally good.

Whenever Your Majesty needs it, I will ask someone to send it to the Yangxin Palace.

However, Your Majesty must ask someone to try it before using it. I don’t want to see what happened a few days ago again.”

Lingrong wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, looking like she was really sad. The emperor really believed her and even comforted Lingrong not to worry about him.

"Concubine Sheng is pregnant, so please don't cry too much. It's not good for the heir in your belly."

Perhaps the queen couldn't bear to see the two of them being so affectionate, so she couldn't help but interrupt them.

Lingrong withdrew her hand and deliberately wiped her cheek twice with a handkerchief.

The emperor's eyes darkened, and he glanced at the queen unhappily, "It's not good to keep worrying in your heart, it's good to vent occasionally.

I will naturally pay more attention in the future, so as not to make you worry."

The meaning of this word "you" was unclear, and no one knew who the emperor was talking to, so Ling Rong did not say anything and continued to wipe her tears.

The Queen did respond, but unfortunately the Emperor didn't even look at her again. He changed the subject and began to comfort Lingrong again.

"Don't cry. You are such a grown-up, why are you still the same as Youning?"

Lingrong burst into laughter after receiving this comfort. She called "Your Majesty" softly, showing a little shyness.

"I will go to Chengqian Palace to see you in two days. It's a little late today, so go back early."

Lingrong was happy in her heart, but she still had to put on an expression of reluctance to leave. She didn't know what was wrong with the emperor today, but her intuition told her that the more reluctant she was, the happier the emperor would be.

As expected, the emperor smiled more gently. He patted Ling Rong's hand again and said, "Go back. If it gets darker, you won't be able to see the road clearly."

Lingrong hesitated for a while before leaving the Yangxin Palace with Zhaoshui.

Not long after the two of them left the house, Su Peisheng followed them and said, "The Emperor is worried that the Empress might be scared walking at night, so he specially asked me to follow her and see her off?"

Are you afraid of walking at night? Lingrong has walked at night countless times, so she has never worried about whether she is afraid or not.

"Even if the emperor is worried, he probably wouldn't ask Eunuch Su to see him off in person." Ling Rong smiled and told Su Peisheng not to be polite. "Eunuch Su is always concerned about me, and he takes even such a small matter so seriously."

"Your Majesty, you are really embarrassing me," Su Peisheng laughed. He was actually very tall, and with his back hunched, he looked almost as tall as Ling Rong. "It was indeed the Emperor's order. I am just following orders. Your Majesty, please be careful with your steps."

Su Peisheng responded while reminding Lingrong to watch her step, "But the emperor also asked me to remind you not to worry too much about his health, because the imperial physician will take care of everything.

Tomorrow, Imperial Physician He and Imperial Physician Wei will both return to the Imperial Hospital. Ask them to carefully diagnose the pulses of the Empress and the Princess."

"If it's Concubine Tian who's in poor health, ask the imperial doctors to take good care of her first.

I heard that she has been feeling worse these past two days because she was worried about the Emperor."

"I have also heard that the Emperor specially sent Doctor Zhou to treat the disease. I heard that the medicine was given a few more doses.

So you must take good care of yourself, after all, giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell."

Ling Rong nodded, without any rejection of Su Peisheng's kindness, "Thank you for your concern, Eunuch Su. If the child is born safely, I will give Eunuch Su a big red envelope."

"If your majesty says so, I will not refuse. I would like to accept more gifts from the heir to the throne."

The two of them talked all the way and soon arrived at the gate of Chengqian Palace. Ling Rong invited Su Peisheng to have some tea and rest for a while, but Su Peisheng refused.

He quickly left Chengqian Palace on the pretext of taking care of the emperor.

Lingrong didn't care at all. She now wanted to know the reason why the emperor changed his attitude.

"Could it be that the Empress did not poison the medicinal tea she sent to the Emperor, but Ying Da Ying did, and the Emperor had a good impression of the Empress because of this?"

Zhaoshui didn't know the reason and could only make random guesses. This was the most likely reason she could think of.

Lingrong didn't think so. After all, there were so many people who didn't poison, so how could she be the one to get the advantage? There must be some other reason.

Fortunately, Lingrong did not have to guess for too long. The next day, He Anming came to Chengqian Palace to take her pulse and told Lingrong everything that happened in Xianfu Palace.

It turned out that the emperor treated him differently because the mint tea happened to be a detoxifier.

Ling Rong secretly sighed in her heart, thinking that she had gotten too much of a bargain. Look at how much advantage and benefit Zhen Huan, the emperor's savior, had gotten. Although she could not be said to have saved the emperor's life, she could always get some benefit.

"Your Majesty and Prince are both in good health. They have not been exposed to anything harmful to the body, such as musk, recently. I will check the palace again later so that Your Majesty can rest assured."

Ling Rong could identify musk by herself, so she was naturally not afraid of it. She was more concerned about Xia Dongchun at this moment, "How is Concubine Tian? She has been plotted against one after another, and she doesn't take good care of herself."

He Anming shook his head. He was really helpless about Concubine Tian’s “disobedience”.

"Now it seems that I am afraid that the baby will not be able to be brought to full term. It is very likely that I will give birth prematurely at seven months."

"Seven months?"

This situation is indeed serious, Lingrong thought. If Concubine Tian gave birth prematurely, the Queen might not be able to help herself and take action. She didn't know if the Emperor would punish her if he caught the Queen's weakness again.

"Seven months, but the actual situation may be slightly better." He Anming did not dare to guarantee this matter, he could only say that he would do his best, "If Concubine Tian is willing to take good care of herself, it is possible that she can be saved for one more month.

But... I'm afraid someone needs to comfort me."

Lingrong finally understood this time. It turned out that He Anming wanted to persuade Concubine Tian himself.

Good, very loyal.