An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

Zhaoshui knew that in the current situation, it would not be good to announce that the young lady was pregnant. In addition, he had only learned a little bit and was not good at taking the pulse. If he was wrong, it would be embarrassing for the young lady.

Out of distrust of her own medical skills, she kept touching the water, sometimes she felt it was the cause, sometimes she felt it was not, and she didn't even dare to believe herself anymore.

Ling Rong looked at Zhao Shui's changing expression and guessed it was almost right. She patted her chest and felt the suffocating feeling slightly disappear. Then she whispered to Zhao Shui, "Go back to Shui Mu Ming Se and talk. Today is a good day for Concubine Hui."

"I am so happy," Shen Meizhuang was overjoyed. She stroked her belly and looked at the emperor with tender eyes. "I didn't know it before, and I don't know if I hurt the baby in my belly."

"In reply to your Excellency Hui, Long Si is in very good condition. I think you usually take care of your health."

The emperor was even happier when he heard this. He and Shen Meizhuang looked at each other lovingly, almost forgetting that there was a group of concubines watching them.

Lingrong had no real feelings for the emperor, but now she was interested in studying Zhen Huan's expression.

She seemed happy yet not too happy. She glanced at Shen Meizhuang for a while, then looked at the emperor.

But these two people were so busy showing their affection that they didn't have the chance to pay any attention to her. She wanted to interrupt, but was worried that she would steal the limelight from Shen Meizhuang and draw the emperor's attention to herself.

But she didn't need to interrupt, the emperor had already turned his eyes and saw her, "Zhen Changzai, what are you thinking about? You are so absent-minded."

Hearing the emperor calling her, Zhen Huan immediately smiled. She looked at Shen Meizhuang and said, "I was thinking, Sister Mei's wedding is so sudden, I really don't know what gift to give her to congratulate her."

The queen was reminded of this and suddenly remembered that she, the mistress of the harem, had not yet offered a gift, so she said slowly, "I have a mahogany screen with kingfisher feathers, which would be perfect for congratulating Noble Hui on her pregnancy."

"That screen is what the Queen loves the most. It's hard for you to part with it." The Emperor squeezed the Queen's hand, showing a rare sincerity. "I feel at ease knowing that you are taking care of Mei'er."

The queen was still immersed in the emperor's sudden warmth, even though the emperor had withdrawn his hand and turned to look at Shen Meizhuang. She still smiled warmly, as if just holding hands like this was enough to eliminate the emperor's neglect of her.

No matter in the past life or this life, Ling Rong had to sigh that the Queen and Concubine Hua were the two women who loved the Emperor the most in the harem.

No matter what Zhen Huan or Shen Meizhuang, they are not as good as these two.

But the emperor just likes those who don't love him. In the final analysis, he just likes young and beautiful women.

Lingrong felt very unwell, but she still forced herself to celebrate the happy event with everyone else. The ceremony was not over until the Queen Mother gave Shen Meiyu a hairpin.

Because Concubine Hui was pregnant, the Emperor planned to stay at Bitong Academy to accompany her and show his favor to her.

After all, Shen Meizhuang and the Emperor were being affectionate, and it was inconvenient for Lingrong to approach and check on them alone at this time, so she planned to take Zhaoshui away first.

However, Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang had a better relationship. She held Shen Meizhuang's hand all the way, chattering on and on about some precautions during pregnancy, and was reluctant to say goodbye to Shen Meizhuang.

This play was very interesting. Lingrong took a deep breath, suppressed the tightness in her chest, and planned to follow quietly to see which palace of the two sisters the emperor would go to.

"Sister Mei is blessed with a child, but you need to take good care of him. It's best to have Imperial Doctor Zhang check all the food, clothing and other expenses in the palace before using them."

Shen Meizhuang agreed repeatedly, smiling and saying that the emperor had already arranged for the imperial physician, so her sister didn't need to worry too much. "I drank the prescription given by the imperial physician to regulate my body, and it worked very well. I'll send it to my sister in a few days."

"Thank you, Sister Mei. But you still have to be careful even after you recover. At that time... I was very careful, but I never thought that someone would take advantage of me." Zhen Huan briefly mentioned what she had experienced in the past and looked at the emperor. "I beg Silang to find a nanny to take care of Sister Mei and prevent the heir from getting sick."

When Zhen Huan mentioned this, the emperor suddenly thought of his first child after he ascended the throne, and the sadness surged into his heart again.

He sighed, and the joy of Shen Meizhuang's pregnancy was diluted a lot. Now that she has just become pregnant, she has to worry about not being able to give birth to the child. Is it really a punishment from God?

"Then ask... Fang Ruo to serve Mei'er." The emperor instructed Su Peisheng, "In addition to Zhang Mi, also transfer Doctor Zhou over to take care of you, Miss Hui, full-time."

Seeing that the emperor attached so much importance to Shen Meizhuang's pregnancy, Zhen Huan couldn't help but feel jealous. She held Shen Meizhuang's hand and said, "Sister Mei, look, the emperor dotes on you so much. You must give birth to a chubby little prince for him."

"Girl, do I not favor you anymore?" The emperor was now accompanied by two beautiful concubines, and that bit of sadness was long gone.

In addition, since Shen Meizhuang did not compete with Zhen Huan for her favor, the emperor was even more pleased with himself and thought that he had the ability to control women.

"Sister Mei, the emperor will accompany you for the rest of the journey." Zhen Huan let go of her hand, stood at the intersection, bowed slightly to the two of them, and took her leave.

The Emperor and Shen Meiyu stood together, looking at Zhen Huan's graceful figure and eyes like stars. He felt itchy for a moment and wanted to leave Shen Meiyu behind and go to Yuedi Yunju to indulge in a night of passion with Zhen Huan.

But the words had already been spoken, so it was not easy to go back on them. The emperor glanced at Shen Meizhuang and finally did not leave her.

Zhen Huan did not stay for long. She just raised her head and looked at the emperor deeply again. After just one glance, she noticed the affection in the emperor's eyes. She smiled, lowered her eyes, and left with Liu Zhu.

Lingrong only saw Zhen Huan leave and felt that there was nothing exciting to see, so she hurried back to Shuimu Mingse with Zhaoshui.

After all, she now suspected that she was pregnant, and she had to go back to confirm it.

But she didn't have a trusted imperial physician, so she could only ask Aunt Fang Jing to come and take her pulse. Fortunately, although Aunt Fang Jing didn't have any medical skills, she was very familiar with slippery pulses. After taking the pulse for a while, she confirmed that Ling Rong was indeed pregnant.

"Fortunately, my lady has not drunk hawthorn and lotus leaf tea these days. Hawthorn can harm the fetus and is not good for the royal heir."

"Aunt Fangjing, you know a lot about these things that are harmful to the body and the fetus." Aunt Fangjing said that she didn't know any medicine, but she could tell the difference between the medicinal powder on the flowers and her own slippery pulse.

It's really hard to tell whether she understands or not.

"I have only learned some midwifery techniques. In order to better serve my master, I have also learned some medical skills, but I can only take a pulse."

Aunt Fang Jing did not show any displeasure at being suspected, and explained her abilities calmly and calmly. She knew that her young mistress was sensitive and always felt that no one in the palace could be trusted.

But after all, I am her mentor, and I am counting on her to rise to a higher level in the future so that I can enjoy a peaceful and comfortable life in my later years.

"My lady, do you still remember what I said during the instruction?"

Ling Rong frowned, thinking back to the scene of that day, "I remember you said you hoped you could be of help in the future."

"Yes, young lady." Fang Jing poured a cup of tea for Ling Rong. "I am old now, and I can only have you as my master. I only hope that you can become my concubine or consort, so that I can live a more carefree life in my later years."

Ling Rong stared at Fang Jing for a long while before drinking the cup of tea, "Don't doubt a person you employ, and don't employ a person you don't trust. You are my mentor, and I trust you.

If I ever ascend to a high position, I will make your later years happy."

In fact, Lingrong had checked Aunt Fangjing many times and found nothing unusual about her, and she had not been bribed by anyone.

Now that I have asked her to take my pulse, there is no point in doubting it any further. I might as well believe her and keep this midwife who knows how to deliver babies to help me protect the fetus.

After all, the Queen's methods are hard to guard against, and if you are a little careless, the child will be harmed.

Now in Shuimu Mingse, there is Baoque who is the queen's man. The news of the pregnancy must not be known to Baoque, otherwise it would harm herself if she told the queen.

"I think it's better to keep the young lady's pregnancy a secret." Fang Jing had found the drug powder on the flower, so naturally she didn't trust Bao Que at all. "Bao Que, you can't trust me."

Zhaoshui also nodded. She really wanted to persuade the young lady to send Baoque away, but because of the presence of Aunt Fangjing, she had to keep her mouth shut.

Lingrong was thinking whether she should find an excuse to get rid of Baoque, but now in the garden, if she got rid of one, another would appear, and the danger would be endless.

"Well, arrange for Baoque to do something else these days." Lingrong thought for a while and remembered the Queen's fertility-aiding prescription. "Ask her to help me ask Concubine Shen what kind of conditioning prescription she drank, and then she will be responsible for drying some flowers and medicinal herbs."

Ling Rong did this because she wanted to let people know that Shen Meizhuang was pregnant because she had taken good care of her body. As for what was used to take good care of her body, the Queen's prescription would be the best.

After all, it is a good thing that can really help with pregnancy, but the side effects are a bit greater.

Baoque, Baoque, from the day you were bribed by the Queen, you were destined to have the same ending as Baojuan.

And if Shen Meizhuang is really exposed one day, Baoque and you will have to bear the blame together. Zhaoshui will slowly gather the herbs. It depends on whether you will accept this great gift.

"Yes, young lady." Fang Jing agreed immediately, "But... the fetus is most unstable in the first few months, so you still need to drink some pregnancy medicine."

"After Bao Que has asked Concubine Shen, I will go to the Imperial Hospital to get the medicine openly. All the concubines in the harem will just think that I am in a hurry to get pregnant."

Ling Rong had already anticipated this point. Fortunately, it was Shen Meizhuang who was pregnant, which made it easier for her to do things.

Moreover, when the emperor finds out that I am eager to get pregnant, he will most likely think that I am too eager for quick success and not dignified and steady enough, and he may not want to come to Shuimu Mingse anymore.

There is no need to try to make the emperor happy, nor is there any need to worry about the children being in danger because of the emperor's indulgence in sensual pleasures.

By the time the pregnancy is stable and the child is born, the emperor's unpredictable thoughts will have long disappeared, and it will not be difficult to regain his favor by singing or using spices.

But I have to be careful and not touch some food or tea too much on weekdays. But now the eyes of the whole palace are on Shen Meizhuang, so there is no need to worry too much for the time being.

On the second day, the Queen held a banquet at Xifeng Xiuse and invited all the concubines in the palace to celebrate for Shen Meizhuang and to enjoy the Flower Harbor and Fish Viewing Garden which was built to imitate the magnificent scenery of West Lake in Hangzhou.

Hearing that the banquet was to be held at Xifeng Xiuse, Lingrong felt somewhat nervous, fearing that her private conversation with Fu Changzai might have been overheard by the Queen's people.

But then he thought again, he didn't say anything disrespectful, but it was Concubine Fu who kept talking about wanting to kill Zhen Huan.

Even if the Queen knew about this, she would probably add fuel to the fire and cause Concubine Fu to meet Zhen Huan.

Lingrong finally felt relieved. She just dressed up a little and picked some light-colored clothes to attend the banquet.

After all, Shen Meizhuang is the protagonist, and all she has to do is be the green leaf that goes with the red flowers.

"The banquet hasn't started yet, and my sister is here." Jingpin was instructing a few maids to set up the banquet. When she saw Lingrong coming, she immediately went to greet her.

Ling Rong was about to bow when Jingpin held her back. "Sister, you are the assistant to the six palaces and you are always busy. Today's banquet will require you to take care of it."

"It was originally handed over to Concubine Hua, but you also know that how could Concubine Hua be willing to be driven by the Queen, and how could she be willing to bring glory to other concubines." The two smiled at each other. They were very familiar with Concubine Hua's temperament.

But in order to prevent this banquet from repeating the mistakes of the flower-viewing banquet, Lingrong still reminded Jingpin that it would be best to call an imperial physician to come and check the dishes and tea.

"My sister reminded me," Jingpin called Hanzhu and asked her to go to the Imperial Hospital to invite an imperial physician. "This banquet is the most troublesome. Fortunately, these are my people and they will not do anything to cause trouble."

Ling Rong wrinkled her nose at Jingpin mischievously, "Oh, I guess I can call you Jingpin soon."

Since everyone around her was her own family, Concubine Jing was not so cautious. She put on bright-colored lipstick and smiled in a dignified manner with a hint of brightness.

"Then I'll take advantage of your good words, sister." Jingpin and Lingrong folded their hands, looking quite emotional, "If it weren't for my sister, I'm afraid I'd still be counting bricks in Xianfu Palace, living a miserable life.

Although I am still not favored by the Emperor, I have more hope for the future. I only hope that I can have a son in the future, and that will make my life complete."

Ling Rong knew very well that Jingpin and Huafei were almost the same, both of them had their bodies damaged by Huanyi incense, but since she entered the palace, she had seldom come into contact with that spice. If she had a capable imperial physician to help, it might be possible to expel the musk accumulated in her body.

However, when it comes to Huan Yixiang, the Imperial Hospital is all tongue-tied. If they want to help Jingpin, they may have to wait a little longer.

However, if Jingpin had a trustworthy imperial physician, it would save her the trouble. "If... Sister has a trustworthy imperial physician in the Imperial Hospital, you may as well take a good look at your body.

In the past, my sister was unable to get pregnant because she was not favored. But now, she can occasionally stay with the emperor and take some fertility-enhancing medicine, so I think it will be easier for her to get what she wants."