An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

I don’t know if it was because the emperor was happy to be served by Lingrong and Noble Lady Fucha, but since Zhen Huan moved to the palace, the emperor often came to the Yanx Palace.

As a result, Xia Dongchun regained the emperor's favor and had the opportunity to sleep with him at least once a month.

But with the great victory in the northwest war, the emperor hurried to visit Hua Fei's palace more often. In accordance with Hua Fei's preference for luxury, he gave her a lot of brocade clothes and jewelry. It seemed that Hua Fei was favored and became the most favored person in the harem again.

This also made Concubine Hua more confident when facing Zhen Huan. She didn't know who had taught her, but she learned to poke at Zhen Huan's so-called sisterly love from time to time.

Anyway, no matter who was responsible for Zhen Huan's child loss, all the concubines pointed the finger at Shen Meiyu, not to mention Concubine Hua who couldn't stand Zhen Huan doing well.

"My dear sisters in the palace, the emperor only confined Concubine Shen to her house and did not impose any other punishment. It is obvious that even the emperor feels that Concubine Shen has been wronged."

Zhen Huan glanced at everyone in the palace, but no one was willing to speak for her. Even Chun Changzai, who usually liked to follow her and call her Sister Wan, just quietly ate the snacks.

"What's more, these are all unclear rumors, pointing out that Shen Guiren's maid either died from the torture or was a palace maid she had never come into contact with. None of their testimonies are reliable."

Concubine Hua couldn't help laughing out loud when she heard what Zhen Huan said. Even Concubine Li was standing beside her, holding Concubine Cao's hand and laughing wildly with her hands covering her nose.

"If you ask me, Concubine Shen should also be promoted. We are sisters who act in the same way, so why should we favor one over the other?"

Concubine Li was hinting at something. It was a foregone conclusion that Zhen Huan had caused An Lingrong to lose her child. If she, who had harmed other people's offspring, could be promoted, then why couldn't Shen Meizhuang, who had harmed Zhen Huan's child?

After these words were spoken, even Cao Qinmo couldn't help but cast an admiring look at Lipin. Unexpectedly, Lipin was not stupid and knew how to poke Zhen Huan's sore spot.

"Sister, you are wrong. The emperor promoted me to the position of concubine when she was pregnant with the heir."

Zhen Huan did not show any sign of panic. She even picked up the teacup and blew away the hot steam. She took another sip before speaking slowly, "And Concubine An was praying for the deceased heir of the dragon. She lost her son for some reason. The emperor and I are both very sad."

"Moreover, a large amount of musk was found in An Changzai's bedroom. I'm afraid that the person who ordered Bao Juan wanted to kill two birds with one stone. How do we know that the child in An Changzai's belly was not killed by the strong musk?"

Hearing those words that were clearly an attempt to shirk responsibility, Jingpin, who was on good terms with Lingrong, couldn't help but frown.

She didn't have many good or bad impressions of Zhen Huan, but because she was favored, she was willing to give her some face.

But no one expected that Zhen Huan was so blinded by the emperor's favor that she felt that killing concubines was not enough. Now she is unwilling to admit her mistakes and is only concerned with competing for so-called face with Concubine Hua's party.

But she is smart, so how could she not know that showing weakness and retreating to advance is the best strategy?

"It's just that Concubine An is good-tempered. If it were me," Concubine Hua pulled up the corners of her mouth to reveal a mocking smile, her eyes fixed on Zhen Huan, and suddenly she seemed to mistake her for Concubine Duan, "I would definitely force a bowl of safflower to the person who killed my unborn child, so that she can never pretend to be pitiful in front of the emperor again."

Except for the Queen, no one present dared to respond to Concubine Hua's words. The newlyweds did not know that Concubine Hua had a miscarriage, but they were just afraid of her power.

And among the concubines in the palace who were acquainted with Concubine Hua, who didn't know that Concubine Hua had fed Concubine Duan a whole bowl of safflower, thus killing her offspring?

This Concubine Hua is a person who always keeps her word.

The palace was silent for a long while, and the queen finally spoke to ease the atmosphere. She asked Jianqiu to bring a plate of peony scrolls to Concubine Hua, "Those old memories make me sad when I think of them. My sister is now in the emperor's good graces, so she will have the opportunity to give birth to a healthy little prince for the emperor."

The Queen's words were beautifully said. Not only did they directly hit the vital point of Concubine Hua's childlessness for many years, but they also attracted a lot of hatred for her.

When it comes to the emperor's favor, the one with the most unnatural expression is Zhen Huan. Since she moved to Yongshou Palace, the emperor has come less and less frequently. In recent days, she has not seen the emperor's shadow.

"Jianqiu, send a dish to Wanpin as well." The Queen was very happy when she saw that the relationship between Hua Fei and Zhen Huan was like fire and water. "The Queen Mother is in good health recently, and Wanpin has been promoted to the position of concubine. Remember to pay a visit to the Queen Mother in a few days."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Zhen Huan knew that the Queen Mother wanted to see her. She no longer cared about the Emperor as a little girl, but only thought about how to please the Queen Mother.

But she didn't know that the Queen Mother was quite dissatisfied with her promotion to the position of concubine. She could ignore the fact that she was favored by the concubines in the harem, but she could still become the mistress of a palace when she plotted to murder the royal heir. How could the harem have peace?

"Today I wanted to ask you sisters to taste the new oranges that have just arrived in the palace, but I never thought that this would cause you sisters to be surprised. If the emperor knew, he would definitely blame me."

Seeing the Queen like this, all the concubines couldn't help but force a smile on their faces. Among them, Noble Fucha and Xia Dongchun were the happiest.

The queen enjoyed the fear and respect of the concubines. She didn't care whether it was true or false. As long as she was there, these concubines had to live under her obediently.

"After we disperse, each palace should take some oranges back. An Chang is there, and I will send Jian Qiu to deliver them."

Inside the Yanxi Palace, Lingrong was imitating the emperor by sitting cross-legged on the couch, listening calmly to Xiao Chizi telling her the news he had heard.

"My lady, after Baojuan was released from the Ministry of Punishment, she was sent to the Xinzheku. I heard that she was forced to wash clothes day and night and became extremely thin."

"Baojuan has always been loyal. Perhaps she was coerced into doing these things." Lingrong wiped away the non-existent tears from her eyes. "I will go and beg the emperor in a few days to find a way to release Baojuan from the palace."

Xiao Chizi clenched the sachet in his hand. He knew that the young lady was a kind-hearted person, but he saw Baojuan put the musk into the charcoal fire basket with his own eyes.

When Baojuan was taken away, she seemed to be frightened silly, but Xiao Chizi knew very well that Baojuan was the most courageous. She didn't even make any excuses and was taken away obediently. No matter how you think about it, it's impossible.

"My lady..." Xiao Chizi hesitated for a moment, but decided to speak, "When Baojuan put the musk package, I saw it, and I was thinking of catching her in the act when she came back from Suiyuxuan."

As expected, the servants in the palace all had their own little plans. Ling Rong did not trust the palace servants who served her. The only person she trusted was Zhaoshui who was brought in from outside the palace.

But she was determined to act foolishly and refused to let anyone see any flaws. "If we had discovered it earlier, we could have just sent Baojuan away and she wouldn't have to suffer so much."

Xiao Chizi wanted to say something but was interrupted by Baoque's report. Lingrong raised her eyes and saw Jianqiu coming in with a bag of things. She saluted politely.

"Aunt Jianqiu, you don't have to be so polite, but what does the Queen want?"

"It was the Empress who thought that it was difficult for the ladies in the harem to eat fresh fruits in winter, so she decided to distribute the oranges sent from the south to the ladies in each palace. This portion was specially prepared by the Empress for the ladies."

Jianqiu emphasized the word "special", and Lingrong suddenly came to her senses and asked Zhaoshui to bring the bag of oranges to her.

"Thank the Empress for me. When I feel better in a few days, I will go to Jingren Palace to pay my respects to the Empress."

Jianqiu bowed with a smile, "My lady, I am glad that you have this thought."

Xiao Chizi tactfully sent Jianqiu away. Lingrong opened the bag, reached in and touched the bottom of the bag, and actually took out a bracelet.

"This bracelet..." Lingrong felt it looked very familiar. She looked at it over and over again until she saw the small gap on the bracelet, and then she realized what it was.

This bracelet was her mother's dowry. It was broken a few years ago, and her mother cried for half the night out of sadness.

Now that the Queen had sent her this bracelet, how could Lingrong not know that the Queen wanted her to do something, and she could not refuse it no matter what.

But she didn't understand. She had not been favored since entering the palace, and her life was even quite bumpy. She didn't know what the queen saw in her.

In the previous life, the Queen had no chance to use her mother to threaten her, so she just tried to sow discord between her and Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang's group.

However, she never expected that in this life, when she brought her mother to the capital to treat her eyes, it would actually bring disaster to herself.

"My lady, why did the Queen send you a bracelet and put it secretly under the orange?" Zhaoshui didn't understand. He took the bracelet and looked at it several times, but couldn't figure out what it was.

"This is my mother's bracelet."

"Madam's bracelet?" Zhaoshui and Lingrong entered the palace first, and Lin Xiu came to Beijing later, so naturally they had never seen this bracelet.

"Forget it. I'll go to the Queen in a few days and everything will be clear." Anyway, both Zhen Huan and herself had miscarried, so even if the Queen wanted to have an abortion, she would have no child to harm.

After asking Zhaoshui to put the bracelet away, Lingrong directly took a big orange, peeled it and ate it. Unfortunately, although the orange was big, it was very sour, and it made her facial features a little distorted.

But after taking those bitter Chinese medicines these days, her mouth seemed to be filled with a dry and bitter taste all day long. The sour oranges stimulated her tongue and made her feel alive.

As soon as the emperor entered the room, he saw Lingrong frowning because of the sourness, but she still put petals into her mouth one by one.

"The oranges that the Queen sent me are so delicious. I want to try them too."

Seeing the emperor coming, Lingrong bowed symbolically and gave her warm seat to the emperor.

Seeing the emperor sitting there, Lingrong inexplicably felt that the emperor seemed to have lost some weight, and his complexion seemed to be much better. She didn't know whether it was because the great victory in the northwest war made him full of energy, or because the medicinal diet took effect.

Whatever the reason, the emperor at least looked much pleasing to the eye. Lingrong peeled another orange and fed it to the emperor, looking forward to seeing the emperor's face twisted into a ridiculous look by the sour taste.

But she stared and waited for a long time, but the emperor's expression did not change at all, and he even nodded with satisfaction.

No way, the emperor is so lucky? Lingrong secretly complained in her heart. She peeled a slice and put it in her mouth, only to find that this orange was not only not sour, but also juicy and sweet.

Pursing her lips, Lingrong fed herself a few more petals before feeding the last petal to the emperor. Then she took the handkerchief brought by Zhaoshui and wiped her hands with satisfaction.

"Rong'er is very greedy, but he doesn't gain any weight. It's obvious that the imperial physician is not taking good care of him."

"I think Imperial Doctor He's medicine is very good. The medicated diet that the Emperor often drinks is the one prescribed by Imperial Doctor He. I've seen that the Emperor looks radiant recently, which shows that it is effective."

"Is that so?" The emperor did feel that he had become lighter recently, and even had fewer dreams at night. Perhaps the medicinal diet really had some effect. "Then you must reward this imperial physician well. He is much better than the imperial physician Wen Shichu who took care of Wanwan before."

"Doctor Wen?" Ling Rong just pretended not to know. She nodded seriously, "Fortunately, the emperor is wise and did not allow this mediocre doctor to fill the position in the Imperial Hospital."

"Alas, if only Wanpin could be as polite as Rong'er," the emperor's nickname for Zhen Huan changed when he mentioned this. "She has been begging me to forgive Doctor Wen these past few days."

Lingrong found it funny. She and Zhen Huan were now lifelong enemies, just like in their previous life, so naturally they would spare no efforts to discredit her image.

"Maybe Wanpin is used to it. I heard that when she first entered the palace, she sprained her ankle on the palace road. It was this imperial physician who cured her. Within seven days, she was able to walk again."

"Sprained your ankle?" The emperor naturally didn't remember these details, but he still remembered a pair of flowerpot shoes that Wanwan left in the room, one of which had a broken heel.

Wanwan also explained that she kept the pair of shoes to remind her to always abide by the rules and etiquette so as to avoid making mistakes again.

"Yes," Lingrong nodded, "but the Queen originally asked Imperial Doctor Zhang to take care of her, but I don't know when it was replaced by Imperial Doctor Wen."

The speaker had intention, and the listener took it even more seriously. The emperor suddenly thought of Wen Shichu's face, and for some reason he felt uncomfortable.

Look at this suspicious character.

Lingrong saw clearly that the emperor was obviously beginning to doubt the relationship between Zhen Huan and Wen Shichu, but Lingrong knew very well that Zhen Huan absolutely looked down on Wen Shichu, and at most it was just unrequited love.

The emperor sat for a while and became obviously impatient. Lingrong knew that he wanted to check whether his Wanwan had any history with Wen Shichu.

I didn't expect that Zhen Huan still kept the pair of shoes. She wouldn't pick them up and look at them again and again in the dead of night, telling herself that it was Concubine Hua who embarrassed her.

If it were Lingrong, she would definitely do the same thing. She might even cut a paper man, write Hua Fei's birth date and eight characters on it, and put it under the sole of her shoe.

The emperor finally became restless. He wanted to send someone to investigate Wen Shichu immediately, but he hesitated and was reluctant to leave this peaceful place.

Lingrong ignored him and continued to hum a Jiangnan tune while peeling the orange petals one by one.

After finally peeling all the oranges and removing the white tangerine peel, Lingrong happily put a slice in her mouth. Who would have thought that it turned out to be another sour orange, even sourer than the one she had just eaten.

She couldn't help but hiss, causing the emperor to turn around and look at her. Ling Rong covered her mouth, pointed at the orange and shook her head.

There was no more Jiangnan tune to listen to, but the Queen Chun Yuan in his heart showed up again. At this moment, the emperor really wanted Lingrong to call him Silang. He only needed to close his eyes, as if Chun Yuan was still by his side.

Lingrong was so jealous at the moment that she had no time to think about anything else. If she knew, she would definitely tell Zhen Huan that your Silang is everyone's Silang.