An Lingrong is reborn, the reorganized team is killing like crazy

The concubines dispersed, and the emperor and Zhen Huan returned to Suiyuxuan together. Huanbi watched the emperor help Zhen Huan get on the sedan chair, and her eyes were filled with resentment as if she wanted to eat Zhen Huan alive. The silk handkerchief in her hand had been twisted into a dough twist by her...

Not only Huanbi, all the concubines looked at Zhen Huan angrily, only An Lingrong looked indifferent.

Having lived for many more lifetimes, she could see clearly that as long as Zhen Huan's face was there, no matter when, as long as she was willing to show goodwill and give in, the emperor, who was high and mighty, would rush in like a dog seeing a bone...

"My lady, the sedan chair you ordered has arrived. Come this way..." Xiao Xiazi walked in front of An Lingrong with a smile on his face.

"Thank you, Eunuch Xia. Have some tea..." An Lingrong smiled faintly, took out a purse and stuffed it into Xiao Xiazi's hand. Xiao Xiazi lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty, you are too polite."

Sang'er and Juqing went to the Imperial Hospital, and An Lingrong helped Noble Lady Fucha to get on the sedan chair at the back. Noble Lady Fucha held An Lingrong's hand and said gratefully, "Thank you for taking care of me."

"Sister, you are being too distant with me by saying this." An Lingrong patted Noble Lady Fucha's hand, and Noble Lady Fucha nodded gratefully.

Yanxi Palace.

Yu'er stepped forward and helped Noble Lady Fucha into the inner hall. Seeing that her master did not look well, she hurriedly helped Noble Lady Fucha lie down.

"My lady, how are you? Do you want to call the imperial physician?" Sang'er said as he put a soft pillow behind Noble Lady Fucha, with a worried look on his face.

"I'm fine. Doctor Meng has already prescribed some medicine. Sang'er will bring it when he comes." After Noble Lady Fucha finished speaking, Ning'er came in with tea.

"My lady, what happened to Sang'er? Is he hurt?" Yu'er asked in a worried tone.

After the poisonous bee incident, she learned about the incident in Jingren Palace. However, before Sang'er left, she told her to guard Yanxi Palace well and not let anything go wrong. Although she was anxious, she did not dare to leave even a step...

"She was injured and will need to rest for a few days after she comes back. You should find someone smarter to take care of her. You can serve tea and stay outside to keep an eye on the people below." Noble Lady Fucha gave the order. Seeing that her master looked well, Yu'er felt relieved, nodded, and took Ning'er out.

"Lingrong, when the poisonous bees came today, Concubine Hua was also in the courtyard. So... so... the person who wants to harm me is... the Queen?" After the palace door was closed, Noble Lady Fucha sat up and spoke in a low voice, holding An Lingrong's hand.

An Lingrong could feel her whole body trembling. Just like in her previous life, she was still the timid and delicate young lady.

"Don't panic, sister." An Lingrong also held Fucha Guiren's hand and spoke. After hearing this, Fucha Guiren felt relieved.

"Sister, now you can see clearly who the vicious one is. This is a good thing for us. In the past, we were in the light and she was in the dark, but now you can see clearly that she is in the light and we are in the dark." An Lingrong continued to comfort her.

"She is the queen! I have always respected her, why does she treat me like this?"

When Noble Lady Fucha was hiding from wasps in the side hall, she thought for a long time, but she couldn't think of any reason why a queen would want to harm her...

"Since she has lost her son, she doesn't want anyone else to have a son. Sister, look at the princes raised in the harem. There is only one prince, Concubine Qi's Third Prince.

Moreover, the Third Prince was able to grow up like this because Concubine Qi was hers. If the Fourth Prince had not been rejected by the Emperor and raised in the Old Summer Palace, he would probably not have grown up either!"

As An Lingrong spoke, Noble Lady Fucha's expression began to become uneasy again.

"But she is the queen! Even if she has no son, she will be the queen mother in the future. Why should she be like this?!" Noble Lady Fucha really couldn't understand why the queen was so extreme.

"No one can tell the truth about such things. He is just a vicious person. If you can't figure it out, don't think about it. You just need to be more cautious in the future." An Lingrong patted Noble Lady Fucha's hand and gave her instructions.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Noble Lady Fucha nodded.

"Don't be too nervous, sister. Today, Concubine Wan was found to be pregnant. You have seen it today. The emperor attaches so much importance to her belly. I'm afraid he won't have time to deal with us." An Lingrong continued to comfort her, and Concubine Fucha could only nod.

In the afternoon, the emperor summoned An Lingrong to serve in the imperial study as usual. When An Lingrong arrived, the emperor was busy annotating memorials. An Lingrong walked in calmly.

"Your Majesty..." After the emperor straightened up due to tiredness, An Lingrong stepped forward to serve him tea. The emperor raised his head upon hearing her voice and extended his hand towards An Lingrong.

An Lingrong put down the teacup, put her hand on it, and came to the emperor and said, "Your Majesty, how is Concubine Wan now? Is her wound all right?"

"With Imperial Doctor Wen here, there should be no problem." The emperor said as he put down the pen in his hand, closed the memorial and put it aside.

"Let me give His Majesty a massage," An Lingrong said as she walked behind the emperor.

"No, it's okay." The emperor spoke and held An Lingrong's hand. An Lingrong gave up and let the emperor pull her up.

The two of them came to the Arhat bed in the hall and sat opposite each other. An Lingrong spoke again:

"I am relieved that Concubine Wan is fine. By the way, Rong'er hasn't congratulated the emperor yet. Now Concubine Wan is pregnant. It is really a great joy. Rong'er would like to congratulate the emperor here..." An Lingrong said as she knelt down and bowed. The emperor raised his hand and pulled her up, saying no need to be polite. An Lingrong stood up and sat down.

"I heard that if it weren't for you today, Noble Lady Fucha would have been injured. She is pregnant and has always been on good terms with you, so you should take better care of her. I will always remember your kindness." The emperor patted An Lingrong's hand and looked at her with gratitude in his eyes.

"When I first entered the palace, I lived with my sister in the Yanx Palace. At that time, my sister took good care of Rong'er. It is only natural for Rong'er to take care of my sister now." An Lingrong smiled gently, and the emperor also curled his lips.

"It would be great if all the concubines in my harem had the same personality as Rong'er..." the emperor said, stroking An Lingrong's hand.

"Your Majesty is always teasing me. If everyone has the same personality, then what's the point?" An Lingrong lowered her eyebrows and looked shy.

"Since I ascended the throne, there has been no new child in the harem. Rong'er, I am very happy today!" The emperor looked at An Lingrong with a look of joy from the bottom of his heart.

An Lingrong also smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I will definitely protect Noble Lady Fucha and her unborn child."

The emperor looked at An Lingrong for a long time without saying anything. An Lingrong couldn't tell what he was thinking, so she said, "Your Majesty, the tea is a little cold. I'll ask Xiao Xiazi to change it for a new one."

The emperor came back to his senses and did not respond, but said: "Rong'er, give me a child, and I will love him well."

An Lingrong nodded shyly, sneering in her heart.