An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

"Sister, you are so lucky," the Queen called Huichun over and changed the tea and snacks for Noble Lady Fucha. "You should pay more attention to your diet in the future and stop eating these greasy sweet cakes."

"Yes, Queen." Noble Lady Fucha stroked her chest, her face flushed and she smiled proudly, "I will take good care of the little prince in your belly."

"This Imperial Doctor He is really amazing. He can tell whether it's a boy or a girl in just two months." Concubine Qi glanced at Noble Lady Fucha's belly, and when she heard the word "prince", she inexplicably felt a sense of crisis.

"Of course I can't tell. I just thought that the Third Prince was smart and filial, and I also wanted to be as blessed as Concubine Qi."

Noble Lady Fucha has learned her lesson. With a prince by her side, Concubine Qi can gain a foothold in the harem. Unless she commits some heinous mistake, the emperor will never embarrass the prince's biological mother.

Moreover, they are all subordinates of the Queen, so there is no need to create any disputes at this critical juncture.

If she dares to be too arrogant, her final outcome will be the same as Zhen Huan's.

Fortunately, Concubine Qi didn't have any bad intentions. When she heard Noble Lady Fucha praising her Hongshi, her vague worries and jealousy disappeared.

"When I was pregnant with Hongshi, I loved to eat sour food. The emperor was worried that I might harm my body if I ate it by mistake, so he found some snacks suitable for pregnancy. He also asked the imperial kitchen to make some in the next few days to satisfy your craving."

"I, your servant, would like to thank Concubine Qi on behalf of the young lady." Sang'er bowed specially, and only returned to serve Noble Lady Fucha after seeing Concubine Qi smile with satisfaction.

"Even Concubine Qi has sent a gift, so I can't be left behind." The Queen thought for a while, as if thinking about what gift to send. "A few days ago, the Queen Mother gave me a white jade Guanyin statue of fertility. I think it is really effective, so I will give it to Noble Lady Fucha."

"Since it was given by the Queen Mother, how can I take it away from her..."

Noble Lady Fucha immediately declined the offer, but the Queen simply waved her hand and said, "You are pregnant, which makes you the greatest contributor to the harem. It is not too much to give you any good thing."

The Queen smiled gently, but her words were full of hatred and indignation for Noble Lady Fucha.

Noble Lady Fucha came from the prominent family Fucha. If she gave birth to a prince, not only would the situation in the harem change drastically, but even the seemingly peaceful previous dynasty would be shaken up.

Lingrong looked at Noble Lady Fucha's belly from afar. In her previous life, the child was killed by the pine nuts she attracted with spices. Since then, Noble Lady Fucha had completely dropped out of the team of favors and rarely saw the emperor once a month.

But today, Noble Lady Fucha is still in favor. If this child can be saved, she can become a concubine or even a royal concubine.

Soon, the emperor learned that Noble Concubine Fucha was pregnant. Perhaps because he had lost two children in succession, the emperor was particularly concerned about this pregnancy of Noble Concubine Fucha. He stayed with her for several nights in a row, and made it difficult for others to send gifts into the Yanx Palace.

Compared to Noble Lady Fucha's belly, Lingrong was more concerned about Dujuan in her palace.

A few days passed, and the Queen did not send any new palace maids. Ling Rong proposed twice, but was rejected each time by the Queen on the grounds that she had not trained the palace maids well.

Although Lingrong wanted to go find the emperor, the emperor and Noble Lady Fucha were in love, so she didn't dare to go to the imperial court to ask for an audience with the emperor at this time.

Based on her understanding of Noble Lady Fucha, as long as the Emperor was not in her palace, someone was deliberately seducing her.

The two of them lived in the same palace, and Lingrong really didn't want to take the risk.

These days she could only ask Zhaoshui to watch over Dujuan, but it is impossible to guard against thieves for a thousand days.

The more normal Dujuan acted, the more anxious Lingrong felt. Especially since Noble Lady Fucha was pregnant, she was afraid that the Queen would order Dujuan to do something to make Noble Lady Fucha lose the baby.

And I am the best person to blame.

After much thought, Lingrong decided to go to Xianfu Palace to see if Jingpin had any good ideas.

As soon as I entered the main hall, I saw Shen Meizhuang and Jingpin sitting together. The two of them were holding some patterns and discussing what to embroider on their sleeves.

"Sister, you've come just in time," Jingpin immediately pulled Lingrong to her side when she saw her, and stuffed several patterns into Lingrong's hands, "Sister, your embroidery skills are first-rate, help me see which one is better."

"It has been said that Lingrong is second to none in terms of embroidery, but no one dares to claim first place," Shen Meizhuang also sat closer, and when she saw the lotus on Lingrong's handkerchief, her eyes widened immediately. She called Jingpin to join her, "Sister, look, this seems to be embroidered on both sides with different colors."

Jingpin had seen Lingrong's handkerchief before. Seeing Shen Meizhuang's surprise, she explained the origin of the handkerchief to Lingrong, "This was embroidered for An's sister by her mother. Even a thousand taels of silver were enough for this handkerchief, and people were vying for it."

"Sister An's embroidery skills are already amazing, but I didn't expect that Madam An's embroidery skills are even more amazing." Shen Meizhuang couldn't let go of the lotus flower. Her sincere praise made Lingrong shy.

She had never thought that her skills were anything to be praised about, because everyone could do it, it was just that her skills were slightly better than others.

The emperor would be happy if a concubine was good at dancing, poetry, or playing the piano, but he would not look at her differently just because she was good at needlework and embroidery.

The emperor did praise her embroidery skills, but it didn't sound as pleasing as the praise from Concubine Jing and Shen Meizhuang.

Shen Meizhuang was still holding the handkerchief and praising it, but Lingrong was too embarrassed to listen to the compliments any more. She quickly picked out a few nice patterns and handed them to the two of them, "Sisters, take a look at these, okay?"

"It is beautiful, but compared to my sister's, it is a world of difference."

"Sister Shen, please stop praising me," Jingpin picked up the patterns and looked at them. "You said you wanted Sister An to help you make some patterns, why not just say it directly?"

Shen Meizhuang's cheeks quickly turned red when Jingpin said this. She quickly picked a few and held them in her hands, "I think these are pretty good, right Lingrong?"

"It looks good." Ling Rong nodded politely, "If you don't need it urgently, I'll make a few patterns and send them to Cun Ju Tang, okay?"

"It's settled then. Lingrong can't go back on her word."

Ling Rong nodded solemnly. She seldom saw Shen Meizhuang smile at her so sincerely. This kind of defenseless look was something she had never seen in her previous life.

In her previous life, she told Zhen Huan that she was cruel, and in this life, she told herself that Zhen Huan was cruel, but the situations were completely different.

I don’t know what Zhen Huan would think when she heard that. I don’t know what expression Zhen Huan would have when she saw her sister Mei chatting and laughing with her.

"Sister An, what's wrong with you?" Jingpin waved her hand in front of Lingrong, "Could it be that you only want to give it to Concubine Shen and don't want to give it to me?"

"How could that be? Sister, I have as much as you want." Lingrong coaxed Jingpin with a smile, but she sighed heavily the next second.

"Sister, there is a new maid in my palace recently." Ling Rong finally mentioned the incident that kept her awake all night. "She looks exactly like Bao Juan. I tried to test her many times, but she refused to admit that she was Bao Juan."

"Baojuan? Didn't that maid fall into the well..." Jingpin's eyebrows jumped, and she looked at Lingrong in surprise, "It was the Empress who assigned her to your palace?"

Ling Rong nodded. When Bao Juan was mentioned, the atmosphere in the hall became a little stagnant.

Shen Meizhuang's face looked even worse. She remembered that Baojuan had put musk in Ledao Hall in her name. She thought that she was dead and that was the end of it, but she didn't expect that she was suddenly "resurrected" under another name. This made her feel uneasy.

"I suspect..." Lingrong looked at Shen Meizhuang's equally ugly face, "I suspect Baojuan put musk in Ledao Hall and put the blame on Sister Shen. She was..."

Before Lingrong could finish her sentence, Jingpin stopped her with a look. Jingpin dismissed several maids and told them to close the door and guard outside the palace.

"If it is really her, then I am afraid she is also the one behind Concubine Wan's loss of her child."

"But Wanpin..." Lingrong subconsciously glanced at Shen Meizhuang, who had the best relationship with Zhen Huan, and saw that she was not looking at her. After hesitating for a while, she finally spoke, "But the loss of Wanpin's child seems to be related to the person in Yikun Palace. Everyone with a discerning eye could see it in the palace that day."

"She is the smartest one. She probably knew that Concubine Hua had set her up." Shen Meizhuang was reluctant to mention Zhen Huan's name. She seemed to still be bothered by what happened during her confinement. "But I didn't expect that even that person was involved. It's such a big game."

"Now Baojuan is in Ledao Hall under the alias of Dujuan. I am afraid that she will repeat her old tricks and harm Noble Lady Fucha." Lingrong touched her belly with a bitter smile, "If Noble Lady Fucha is the same as Concubine Wan, I am afraid my life will be even more difficult."

Ling Rong deliberately mentioned the fact that Zhen Huan punished her in order to let Shen Meiyu see clearly what kind of person Huan'er, whom she once thought was gentle and kind, really was.

Shen Meizhuang, don't forget that you said she was cruel. You should believe this for the rest of your life.

"We must be on guard against Baojuan," Jingpin has known the Queen for many years. Although she is not sure that all the things that happened in the palace before were caused by the Queen, she has a 50% guess. "Now that Hua Fei is under house arrest, I have taken on the responsibility of assisting the six palaces.

But I haven't received any news that Baojuan, or Dujuan, has been transferred to your palace.

I'm afraid that Baojuan is already a dead warrior, and will really disappear from this world after completing his mission."

"How can a living person be resurrected whenever she wants or die whenever she wants?" Shen Meizhuang raised her voice unconsciously, "If this is true, there will be no peace in the harem."

"There has been no peace in this palace for a long time," Ling Rong was surprisingly calm at this moment. She took Shen Meizhuang's hand and pressed it on her belly. "Even the sisters who entered the palace with me in the past have changed their faces. From now on, every day and night in this palace is full of fear."

Shen Meizhuang withdrew her hand as if she had been scalded. She had just secretly gone to Yongshou Palace to visit Zhen Huan a few days ago. The two chatted for a long time, but they were not able to open up to each other like before.

Zhen Huan said that it was Ling Rong who offended the royal heir first, and she just did something wrong in a fit of anger.

Moreover, he was not aware of Lingrong's pregnancy. If Lingrong had told him earlier, this heartbreaking thing would not have happened.

After discovering that Lingrong had a miscarriage, he also proposed to the emperor to promote her, which was considered as sufficient compensation.

"Sister Mei, Huan'er knows that she did something wrong. I lost my child at that time and was in agony all night. I don't know how I ended up hurting Sister An."

Zhen Huan's words were still ringing in my ears. It was ridiculous that I had actually said some words of understanding at that time.

Shen Meizhuang sighed, and for a moment she didn't know how to face Ling Rong.

Fortunately, they were in Jingpin's palace. She held Lingrong's cold hand tightly, and covered it with her other hand to pat it gently. "Now we need to deal with Baojuan's matter. Now that Noble Lady Fucha is pregnant, it makes people jealous. Baojuan will definitely take action."

"The Queen doesn't want to transfer her out of Le Dao Hall. Sister, do you have any good ideas?"

"The dispatch of palace maids and eunuchs is under the jurisdiction of the Empress. I am unable to help my sister now."

Jingpin was quite helpless. The Queen always used trivial matters to put her off. Now without the check and balance of Concubine Hua, the Queen had almost taken back all the power of the six palaces into her own hands, and she did not have much real power.

"I want to find out what Baojuan did wrong and send her away, but I don't know if you are willing to help me."

"If I can help, I will." Jingpin was not vague. She still held Lingrong's hand and asked, "What are your plans, sister?"

"If Du Juan took something from my palace, she will have to be sent away. This matter is serious, but it won't cost her life. This is the only solution I can think of at the moment."

Jingpin carefully considered the feasibility of this plan. If she could catch the criminal on the spot, it would be the best with both witnesses and evidence, but this would inevitably involve herself in the struggle between the queen and other concubines...

"If you agree, give me a valuable item today, and I will go back and find a way to put it in Dujuan's bag."

Jingpin didn't expect that Lingrong would want to use this more risky method. If she wanted to frame her, she wouldn't even have a chance to turn things around.

This sister... actually believes in herself so much?

"Sister, will this implicate you?" Lingrong looked at Jingpin cautiously, fearing that her plan would be ineffective and would make Jingpin think she had vicious intentions.

"No, I'm just wondering if there's a better way."

"How about Lingrong bring Baojuan to my Cunju Hall in a few days. If we catch Baojuan stealing on the spot, it will be more convincing."

Shen Meizhuang also held Lingrong's hand, but she said to Jingpin, "Let my sister do this. Baojuan almost harmed Lingrong in my name. We must find a way to pay back the mastermind behind this."

"Three days later, my sister will bring Baojuan to Cunju Hall." Shen Meizhuang gave a few more instructions and immediately got up and returned to Cunju Hall.

Lingrong didn't know what her plan was and could only look at Jingpin in a daze.

But Jingpin had no idea what Shen Meizhuang was up to, so she could only comfort Lingrong and wait until Concubine Shen had made her plan, and it would not be too late to "conspire" with her.

Now, Baojuan's problem has been temporarily resolved. The more important thing now is how to prevent Baojuan from putting any dirty things into the Yanx Palace.

Lingrong was not a good person, and she had no intention of helping Noble Lady Fucha to keep the dragon fetus.

After all, if Noble Lady Fucha successfully gave birth to the dragon fetus, her promotion to the position of concubine would be a foregone conclusion. By then, it would be impossible for her to become the mistress of the Yanx Palace.

The reason why he wanted to deal with Baojuan at this time was simply because he didn't want to put himself in danger, so as to avoid being used as a knife by the Queen and stabbed towards Noble Lady Fucha.

For this reason, Ling Rong had to walk around the palace, relying on her familiarity with various spices to determine whether the Queen had put musk in the Yanx Palace.