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

"Slow down, you're holding something in your hands, and you're so reckless all day long..." An Lingrong said with a smile, turned around and walked to the inner hall, where she saw Baoque had already served tea and placed a soft pillow, and was standing there grinning foolishly.

"Don't laugh. Go and learn when you have time. You will be busy when Juqing leaves the palace." An Lingrong looked at Baoque and joked with a smile.

"I won't learn. I've been stupid since I was little, and I just like to cook. My lady, please let someone else learn."

Baoque waved her hands to refuse. If she was given a few recipes of ingredients, she could remember them clearly, and she could cook a dish almost exactly like the original just by watching others cook.

If she was asked to learn to write and keep accounts, she would never be able to do it. She would feel dizzy and dizzy when she saw the densely packed words...

In a nutshell: the hand that holds a shovel cannot hold a pen.

After Bao Que finished speaking, he turned around and ran away...

An Lingrong looked at Baoque's escaping figure, smiled and shook her head helplessly. None of them were worry-free.

An Lingrong leaned on the Luohan bed and read the Travel Notes of Xu Xiake in her hand. She had read this book many times...

Perhaps because she could never leave this body, she wanted to let her heart go further, or perhaps it was simply because of the description in the book that she would read it every time she had free time, and every time she read it, she was still not satisfied as always...

"My lady, Miss Liuzhu is here." Juqing came in and saw An Lingrong reading a book, so she stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

"What is she doing here?" An Lingrong looked at Juqing, but Juqing shook her head.

"Let her in." An Lingrong said, without putting down the book in her hand and continued reading.

"Your servant greets Concubine Yi, may Concubine Yi live in peace and good health." Liu Zhu came in and bowed. An Lingrong said, "Get up. Tell me what your mistress wants to say."

"Empress Yi, our young lady just lost her child and is feeling depressed. I would like to invite you to Suiyuxuan to talk."

Liu Zhu spoke with a faint smile, and An Lingrong could see that she was just forcing herself. Now that Zhen Huan had a miscarriage, no one in the entire Sui Yuxuan would be able to laugh.

"Did she say what it was about?" An Lingrong put down the book in her hand and looked at Liu Zhu.

"To reply to Concubine Yi, no." Liu Zhu looked at An Lingrong in embarrassment.

"I understand. You go back first. I'll go over after changing my clothes." An Lingrong spoke. Liu Zhu got the message and bowed before leaving.

"Juqing, bring me some plainer clothes." An Lingrong stood up and said this. Juqing brought a moon-colored Manchu dress over. An Lingrong put it on and only wore a green jade headpiece on her head.

"My lady, what do you think is the reason why Concubine Wan asked you to come over at this time?" Juqing asked as she helped An Lingrong put on the earrings.

"I don't think it's a big deal." An Lingrong said this, but she knew in her heart that Zhen Huan must have realized the look she gave her at that time and wanted to find out the truth...

Broken Yuxuan.

When An Lingrong walked into Suiyuxuan, it was eerily quiet inside.

"Please come in, Concubine Yi. Our young lady is waiting for you." Liu Zhu had been guarding in the corridor. When she saw An Lingrong, she hurriedly went to greet her and led her into the inner hall.

When An Lingrong entered the inner hall, she saw Jin Xi helping Zhen Huan to stand up and placing a soft pillow behind her. Zhen Huan's face was pale and her eyes were red and swollen, which looked somewhat horrifying.

"You're here?" Zhen Huan asked, her voice still a little hoarse, as if she had been crying all this time...

An Lingrong nodded, and Liu Zhu led her to sit on the Luohan bed closest to the bed.

"You all go out first. Jingxi will guard outside." Zhen Huan spoke. Jingxi nodded in agreement and retreated with Liuzhu. Juqing looked at An Lingrong and retreated only after seeing An Lingrong nodded.

"Juqing is now able to take charge of her own affairs. I remember when Juqing first pointed you out, you were only a third-class maid." Zhen Huan spoke, looking out the window, as if recalling the past...

"Sister, you have a good memory. Not only has the former third-class palace maid become a senior palace maid, but the former small maid is now on equal footing with you." An Lingrong smiled faintly and looked at Zhen Huan. Zhen Huan came back to her senses and looked at An Lingrong.

"That's not what I meant..." Zhen Huan hurriedly explained.

"I know, Lingrong just wants to say that there is no need to reminisce about the past, just say what you want to say." An Lingrong sat down and continued to look at Zhen Huan.

"That day in Yikun Palace, did you know that there was something wrong with her incense?" Zhen Huan looked at An Lingrong intently, not wanting to miss any expression on her face.

An Lingrong did not hide it and nodded.

"Then why didn't you tell me? You caused me to lose my child!" Zhen Huan suddenly became anxious and stared at An Lingrong and questioned her.

"What Wanpin said is unreasonable. Are you blaming me now? If you want to blame someone, you can only blame yourself for being stupid! I have already given you a hint, so don't turn the tables." After saying this, An Lingrong no longer looked at Zhen Huan, her tone cold.

"You and I are sisters after all, why can you just stand by and watch so coldly?" Zhen Huan continued to speak, and An Lingrong looked at her again and couldn't help but smile.

"If you think so, then so be it. When Concubine Nian punished you that day, I begged for mercy and I basked in the scorching sun with you. Your words are really disheartening." An Lingrong sneered and continued:

"If there is nothing else, I will take my leave first."

"Stop! Come with me to see the emperor right now and tell him that the incense that Concubine Nian burned that day contained musk. Concubine Hua has been summoning me to the Yikun Palace to discuss matters every day. This was not a spur-of-the-moment decision. She had been planning this for a long time!"

When Zhen Huan saw An Lingrong stand up, she leaned forward and her voice unconsciously became louder.

I think because Concubine Hua was pregnant and her title was restored, Zhen Huan must have collapsed. Her enemy caused her to lose her child, but she herself became pregnant, and because of this, she was spared punishment. What was this about her and her child? ! She was unwilling to accept this!

"I'm afraid Concubine Wan heard it wrong. When did I say there was musk in that fragrance?" An Lingrong didn't get angry but laughed instead, looked at Zhen Huan and spoke.

"You just said..."

"What did I just say?" An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan. She didn't say anything just now.

"You nodded. You knew there was something wrong with the fragrance, right? You smelled it, right? Doctor Wen said that there was musk in my body, and that was the reason for the fragrance, right?!" Zhen Huan spoke anxiously, tears streaming down her face as she questioned An Lingrong.

"Princess Wan, be careful with what you say! How can there be any problem with the incense given by the emperor himself?! If you want to lose your head, just remove it yourself, don't drag me into it!"

An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan coldly. For a moment, Zhen Huan stood there in a daze.

"The incense bestowed by the Emperor himself? The incense bestowed by the Emperor himself?" Zhen Huan lowered her head and muttered a few words, then spoke to herself: "No wonder, no wonder you said you couldn't let me go to Yikun Palace, no wonder you said it was your fault..."