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

As soon as An Lingrong entered, she smelled a strong smell of blood. Looking at the bed, she saw Concubine Jing lying there very weakly with a pale face.

"How are you?" An Lingrong came up to her. Concubine Jing raised her hand weakly. An Lingrong understood and stepped forward to hold her hand.

"How is the child?" Concubine Jing asked with anticipation on her face. An Lingrong saw that the tears in the corners of her eyes had not yet dried.

"The child is fine. Although he looks a little thin, his eyes are bright, just like you." An Lingrong said with a smile. She herself had given birth to two children, so she naturally understood her worries best.

Concubine Jing looked at Shen Meizhuang who followed in and was nodding at her, and tears welled up in her eyes again.

"That's good, that's good, thank you, thank you all." Concubine Jing choked up. The moment she heard that the child was good, all the grievances became worth it.

"Your Majesty, the medicine is ready. Doctor Meng has instructed that you must drink it all to prevent postpartum hemorrhage." Hanzhu walked in holding the medicine bowl, a look of joy on her face.

"Give it to me." Shen Meizhuang took the medicine bowl. An Lingrong stood up and Shen Meizhuang sat down beside the bed.

Hanzhu hurriedly helped Concubine Jing up and let her lean on her. Shen Meizhuang picked up the spoon and fed Concubine Jing.

"Wait, who is watching over the decoction?" An Lingrong asked Hanzhu while looking at the medicine bowl.

"Don't worry, Empress Chen. Ruyi prepared the medicine herself." Hanzhu replied. An Lingrong was still worried and called Meng Zhaoxing over.

Meng Zhaoxing came in and checked, and only after making sure that the medicine was fine did Concubine Jing take it.

A servant came in and burned incense to dispel the smell of blood in the hall. About a cup of tea later, the emperor came in holding the swaddling baby.

"May the emperor be healthy and well." Several people knelt down to salute. The emperor raised his hand and walked towards Concubine Jing holding the swaddling clothes in his arms.

"Thank you for your hard work, Concubine Jing." The emperor stepped forward with a smile on his face.

"It's not hard for me." Concubine Jing smiled gently and looked at the swaddling clothes.

"Your Majesty, you haven't met the Sixth Prince yet, right?" An Lingrong knew what Concubine Jing was thinking at a glance and spoke with a smile. The Emperor then smiled and placed the child next to Concubine Jing.

Concubine Jing looked at the swaddling child. The child was already fast asleep, but she felt that the child was a little too thin and small, which made her feel distressed.

"You should have a good rest. The person who drugged you has been identified, and I will give you an explanation." The emperor spoke, and Concubine Jing nodded.

After the emperor left, An Lingrong gave Hanzhu some instructions again, saying that at times like this, there must be someone to stay with Concubine Jing and the child.

Hanzhu agreed, and the group left Xianfu Palace.

*

Another heavy snow fell, and in a blink of an eye it was the Emperor's birthday, and the whole court was celebrating.

On the day of the Emperor's birthday, he did not have to attend court, but at three quarters past three in the morning, he still set off.

An Lingrong stayed in the Yangxin Palace last night. When she felt the emperor leaving, she got up to serve him.

"Just let Su Peisheng serve me. You can sleep for a while. I will go to Shoukang Palace to pay my respects to the Empress Dowager first." The emperor spoke, and An Lingrong still stood up.

Over the years, the Emperor often asked An Lingrong not to serve him, but An Lingrong never slacked off, and today would be no exception.

Sure enough, when An Lingrong was helping the emperor to dress, the emperor showed a knowing smile on his face.

"Your Majesty, I have something to give you." An Lingrong said as she helped the emperor tie the jade pendant around his waist and looked up at him.

"What does Rong'er want to give me?" The emperor lowered his head and saw a beautiful face without any makeup, and a pair of expressive eyes looking at him tenderly.

As he spoke, he pulled An Lingrong up. She stood up with a smile and looked at Ju Qing who was standing beside her.

Juqing understood and turned around, took out a scroll from a brocade box beside her and presented it to An Lingrong, who took it.

"What painting is Rong'er going to give me?" The emperor asked with a smile, looking curious.

"Your Majesty, please close your eyes first." An Lingrong spoke with a mischievous tone and a bright smile.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." The emperor had a smile on his face. He was delighted to receive the gift this morning, so he closed his eyes...

Seeing this, An Lingrong waved to Xiao Xiazi, who stepped forward quickly. An Lingrong let Xiao Xiazi hold one end of the scroll and opened the "scroll".

"Your Majesty, please open your eyes." An Lingrong said as she stepped forward and took the emperor's arm, looking at the "painting" she had given him.

The emperor slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was an imposing emperor sitting there, especially his eyes, which were particularly bright and vivid. Behind him was a lifelike golden dragon circling, breaking through the clouds...

"Rong'er, this, is me?..." The emperor turned to look at An Lingrong, his eyes flickering, with joy on his face, and he held An Lingrong's hand tighter and tighter.

"Yes." An Lingrong nodded and looked at the emperor. The emperor's smile deepened a little, and he pulled An Lingrong forward two steps, wanting to take a closer look.

As the distance got closer, the emperor's eyes became more surprised. He walked forward and touched a corner of the painting. Then he turned his head in surprise and said:

"Rong'er, this isn't a painting. It's an embroidery you made?"

"Does the emperor like it?" An Lingrong smiled and looked at the emperor who was in surprise. The emperor's eyes were dazed for a moment.

Looking at the silk embroidered with his portrait again, the threads could actually make him look so real. Not to mention how many times the threads had to be changed to embroider the complicated pattern, the eyes alone would have taken a long time to embroider...

"I know that Your Majesty has everything he needs, and after much thought, this is the only thing I can offer you.

I have turned my thoughts into strands of silk and carefully sketched out the Emperor's appearance. I hope you like it.

I, your concubine, respectfully wish His Majesty good health and a long life."

An Lingrong stood up and bowed to the emperor. The servants in the palace also bowed and said:

"Your servants and servants respectfully wish the emperor good health and a long life!"

"Okay! Reward! Su Peisheng, reward them all!" The emperor said as he pulled An Lingrong up and held her in his arms, not letting go for a long time.

"Your Majesty." After a long while, An Lingrong called out, and the Emperor finally let go of the person in his arms. When their eyes met, the Emperor looked at An Lingrong with deep affection and said:

"Rong'er, I like your gift very much. Thank you." The emperor's voice was a little choked up, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red.

When An Lingrong saw this, she knew that her hard work over the past six months had not been in vain.

The emperor looked at the embroidered portrait again, his hand still holding An Lingrong's, the smile on his face not fading at all.