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

"Let's go, I'll take you to see a play." An Lingrong stepped into the ice and snow and said to Juqing.

"I haven't heard that there is a play in any palace tonight..." Ju Qing tried hard to recall, but couldn't think of which palace had a play.

"You'll know in a moment." An Lingrong took Juqing with her, and the two of them walked and talked as they headed towards Yimeyuan.

"I wish the headwinds understood my feelings and would not destroy me so easily." As An Lingrong and Juqing walked into the Plum Garden, they heard Zhen Huan's voice coming from the plum forest.

An Lingrong has excellent vision because she has been doing needlework for many years. Although it was night, Zhen Huan was holding a lantern, so An Lingrong could see clearly.

Zhen Huan was making a wish in front of a red plum tree, on which hung a small paper-cut portrait...

"Who is there?" The emperor's voice came from deeper inside. Zhen Huan obviously didn't expect that there was someone here. In panic, she blew out the palace lantern in her hand and hid behind a plum tree.

"Who is it?" The emperor's voice came closer. It was silent all around, with only the occasional rustling sound of snow on the plum trees blown off by the wind, making the emperor's voice more prominent.

Zhen Huan, wrapped in a cloak, retreated silently, and the emperor's footsteps came towards them step by step, making the snow squeak under his feet.

"If you don't make a sound, I will have the entire Yime Garden turned upside down." The emperor said without stopping.

"I am a palace maid from Yime Garden. I came out to pray. I don't want to disturb you. Please forgive me." Zhen Huan lowered her body and spoke.

"Have you ever been to school? What's your name?" The emperor was still walking towards them.

"I am afraid that my humble name may offend your ears." Zhen Huan's voice was hurried, and it was obvious that she was in a panic.

"Don't come over here. My shoes and socks are wet and I'm changing them." Seeing that the person was still coming, Zhen Huan spoke again.

After saying this, the emperor stopped walking, and in a moment, turned around and walked deeper into the plum forest. It must be that Zhen Huan also heard the person change direction, and took the opportunity to escape from the Plum Garden.

After An Lingrong finished reading, she was about to leave with Juqing when she saw someone coming from another place. When she brought that person closer, An Lingrong saw clearly that the person was Prince Guo.

An Lingrong didn't think there was anything wrong with Prince Guo's arrival, but she actually saw him pick up the small statue on the plum branch and then quickly leave...

An Lingrong was horrified when she saw this scene. It turned out to be hers! No wonder...

"Don't tell anyone." After Prince Guo left, An Lingrong suppressed the turmoil in her heart and said to Juqing beside her.

"Yes." Ju Qing nodded. An Lingrong was still in a panic. With this real scene, all the inexplicable and confusing things in her previous life seemed to have answers at this moment.

An Lingrong's steps were even a little flustered. Ju Qing supported her, thinking that An Lingrong was drunk, and said, "My lady, why don't you find a place to avoid the wind? I will call a warm sedan chair over."

"No need, let's go back quickly." An Lingrong quickened her pace. The more she thought about it, the more upset she felt!

It was not until they were about to pass by Yanqing Palace that An Lingrong saw from afar a person standing not far from Yanqing Palace, looking at something in panic. Only then did she calm down completely and walked forward as if nothing had happened.

"I pay my respects to Concubine Yi, and wish you the best of health and happiness." Jixiang saw who it was and bowed to An Lingrong.

An Lingrong in her previous life knew that this was auspicious, but in this life, An Lingrong had never seen Concubine Duan, so she asked, "Which palace are you from, young lady? Why are you still standing on the palace road at this time?"

"My lady, I am Jixiang from Yanqing Palace. Concubine Duan's old illness has relapsed, so I asked the palace maids to invite the imperial physician, but he has not arrived yet, so I came out to greet him." Jixiang lowered his head, but did not hide anything.

At this moment, a little palace maid ran over in a panic. When she saw Jixiang, she was about to speak, but then she saw An Lingrong beside her and just shook her head at Jixiang.

After experiencing a lifetime, how could An Lingrong not understand what was going on?

"Juqing, go to the Imperial Hospital and ask Doctor Wen to come over. Tell him that I caught a cold after coming out to sober up. Ask him to come and see me. After he leaves the Imperial Hospital, bring him to Yanqing Palace." An Lingrong said to Juqing behind her. Juqing nodded and turned to walk towards the Imperial Hospital.

"I would like to go in and pay a visit to Concubine Duan. Is it convenient for you?" An Lingrong asked. Jixiang's eyes were already filled with tears. She hurriedly said, "My lady, please come in."

The Yanqing Palace was large but deserted. An Lingrong followed Jixiang into the main hall. All the furnishings in the hall revealed the status of the owner of this palace. However, the hall was cold and even the charcoal fire was only available in the inner hall.

Jixiang went into the inner hall to report, and after a few breaths, Jixiang invited An Lingrong in.

"Long live the Queen Concubine Duan." An Lingrong knelt down and saluted, looking at Concubine Duan.

Concubine Duan was seen leaning weakly on the bed, waving at An Lingrong. She was so sick that she couldn't even speak.

"Your Majesty is so seriously ill, why don't you report this to the Emperor and ask him to find a royal physician to take a look?" An Lingrong stood up and stepped forward, holding the hand that Concubine Duan extended to her. It was not warm in the palace, and Concubine Duan's hands were icy cold.

"The Empress wouldn't let us, saying that she was afraid of disturbing the Emperor. We went to call the imperial physician, but no one dared to come." Jixiang tucked the quilt for Concubine Duan as he spoke, his voice choked with sobs.

"It's okay, she won't die." Concubine Duan said calmly, looking at An Lingrong, looking at her again and again, smiling and saying, "The Emperor has found another beauty, who is so gentle and virtuous, and has such a nice voice, she is really lovable."

"Your Highness, you are too kind." An Lingrong smiled lightly, with a hint of shyness on her face, and continued, "Imperial Doctor Wen is very skilled in medicine. Your Highness, why don't you ask him to take a closer look later? Many illnesses are caused by delays."

After hearing this, Concubine Duan nodded, sighed softly, and then shook her head. She smiled bitterly, looked at An Lingrong and said, "You have a good intention. I will listen to you."

How could An Lingrong not know the relationship between them? She said, "If your majesty does not mind, you can use Lingrong as a cover. Just let Doctor Wen say that he is treating me. As for whether he is willing or not, your majesty does not need to worry. I can persuade him."

"I..." Concubine Duan looked at An Lingrong, her eyes sparkling.

Just at this moment, Juqing came in to report that Doctor Wen had arrived.

"Wen Shichu pays his respects to Concubine Duan and Concubine Yi. Concubine Duan and Concubine Yi wish you good health and longevity." Wen Shichu first paid his respects in the outer hall.

Concubine Duan raised her hand, and An Lingrong said to the outside, "Sir Wen, please stand up." Wen Shichu then stood up and waited in the outer hall.

Jixiang helped Concubine Duan put on her outer clothes and simply fixed her hair. Then An Lingrong and Jixiang supported Concubine Duan to the outer hall and sat on a chair. The little palace maid beside her hurriedly brought a silk handkerchief to cover Concubine Duan's hand, and Wen Shichu knelt down to take Concubine Duan's pulse.