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

"Juqing, how are you?" An Lingrong turned and asked Juqing who was standing beside her. The emperor was not going to die anyway, so why was he still concerned about him!

"I'm fine. I ran a short distance when I met General Feng. Those people were about to catch up with me. Just when I thought I was doomed, General Feng shot three arrows at the vital points of those three people, and I was saved..."

Ju Qing said this with a smile on her face, praising Feng Chi's bravery.

"I'm glad you're okay. Thank you, General Feng. If it weren't for you today, both my master and I would have died here..." An Lingrong thanked him again, but Feng Chi felt a little uncomfortable.

"I am late." Feng Chi spoke with a guilty tone.

"It's not too late as long as you come." An Lingrong said, and Ju Qing nodded and said, "General, you came just in time!"

"Juqing is right." An Lingrong tried to force a faint smile, but her ankles were still aching...

After hearing this, Feng Chi nodded slightly, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up slightly.

An Lingrong remembered that she hadn’t walked this far when she came here, but it felt like she had walked for a long time. Why hadn’t she walked out yet?

"General Feng, are we lost?" An Lingrong asked, and Feng Chi's body stiffened.

"Let's go out quickly. If your majesty is tired, just take a nap first." Feng Chi spoke and quickened his pace.

"We've been walking for a long time, please put me down and let me rest for a while." An Lingrong said, and Ju Qing hurried to help An Lingrong.

"I am not tired. We should go back early to avoid the emperor worrying." Feng Chi spoke and started to move faster.

"General, there is no need to walk so fast. Juqing can hardly keep up." An Lingrong said hurriedly as she looked at Juqing who was walking quickly beside her.

After hearing this, Feng Chi slowed down again.

I don’t know how long it took, but An Lingrong actually fell asleep in a daze. When she woke up, she looked up and saw a few lights in the distance.

"Is it out?" An Lingrong asked, looking up.

"Yes, your Majesty. I saw the convoy." Juqing nodded quickly and An Lingrong also smiled.

Feng Chi finally breathed a sigh of relief. An Lingrong had just fallen asleep, with her chin resting on his neck. He had not dared to move at all along the way, and now his neck was stiff...

After a few moments, someone came to pick them up. When they got closer, I could see clearly that it was Zhan'er and Baoque.

"Empress, are you okay?" Zhan'er cried and took An Lingrong down from Feng Chi's back.

"It's okay, why are you crying? I just sprained my foot." An Lingrong tried hard to force a smile. Zhan'er picked her up and walked quickly towards the carriage while crying.

"Thank you very much, General Feng, for today." Juqing saluted Feng Chi, and Baoque also followed suit.

"It's all my humble duty. Miss, please go and ask the imperial physician to check on the Empress Chen." Feng Chi returned the bow. Juqing and Baoque nodded and followed him.

Zhan'er put An Lingrong on the carriage and simply fixed her ankle. She didn't know whether it was just a sprain or some other injury. She could only wait for the imperial physician's diagnosis and did not dare to move rashly.

It was already late at night when An Lingrong returned to Chengqian Palace. What she didn't expect was that the emperor was actually waiting for her there.

"Your Majesty." An Lingrong opened her mouth and tears began to flow.

"Rong'er, you're finally back." The emperor looked up with joy of reunion on his face.

"Where was Rong'er injured?" The emperor asked hurriedly when he saw An Lingrong was carried in by Zhan'er.

"I'm fine, I just sprained my ankle." An Lingrong spoke, and Zhan'er was about to put An Lingrong directly on the bed.

"No, Zhan'er, put me on the Arhat bed. I'm covered in dirt."

Ju Qing hurriedly spoke up to stop him upon seeing this, and Zhan'er turned around and put An Lingrong on the Arhat bed.

"Is the injury serious? This time it's my fault for not considering everything carefully..." As the emperor spoke, he actually leaned over to help An Lingrong take off her shoes.

Seeing this, Juqing looked at An Lingrong. An Lingrong nodded slightly, and Juqing pulled Zhan'er out.

"I heard that the emperor was also injured? How seriously injured?" An Lingrong asked. The emperor looked up and saw the worried look on her face.

"I got a knife wound on my arm, but it's just some superficial injuries. It's not serious. Don't worry, Rong'er." The emperor said as he sat down next to An Lingrong and held her hand.

"Those hiding in Lingyun Peak are spies from the Junggar tribe. General Feng followed them all the way here. He didn't expect that there were other people hiding there before them, which led to the danger today...

However, I have already captured all the spies and assassins from the Junggar tribe who came to Beijing this time. I am afraid that the Khan of the Junggar tribe must be heartbroken..."

The emperor spoke, and thinking of what he had done today, he felt that it was very worthwhile.

"Then Rong'er would like to congratulate the emperor." An Lingrong's voice was soft, and the smile on her face was sincere.

"Rong'er, I have wronged you. I didn't think it through." After hearing this, the emperor felt extremely guilty and held An Lingrong's hand tighter and tighter.

"Your Majesty, please don't be like this. I'm fine!" An Lingrong comforted him with a smile, and the emperor's guilt reached its peak.

"Rong'er, may I appoint you as my imperial concubine?" The emperor looked at An Lingrong with deep affection and seriousness, and then held her in his arms.

Good! Why not?! An Lingrong secretly complained, but said: "Your Majesty knows that I don't care about these things."

"Of course I know, but you are willing to accompany me in danger time and time again, so I naturally want to give you the best..." The emperor spoke with deep affection in his eyes.

"Your Majesty..." An Lingrong looked up at the Emperor, and the Emperor's kiss fell on her. An Lingrong turned her face away gently.

"Your Majesty, I am still covered in mud." An Lingrong refused, and the emperor nodded with a smile.

"Your Majesty, I have something else to say. It was General Feng who shot those bad guys today and saved me and Juqing. Your Majesty, please thank General Feng on my behalf."

An Lingrong seemed to suddenly remember something, and she stood up from the emperor's arms and looked at him seriously.

"Of course. He has already made great contributions in rescuing me, and he has also successfully saved you. I will reward him handsomely!" The emperor smiled and embraced An Lingrong in his arms again.

"Your Majesty, Empress Chen, Imperial Physician Meng is here." Su Peisheng's voice came from outside, and the Emperor summoned Meng Zhaoxing to come in.

Meng Zhaoxing came in and gave the patient some diagnosis and treatment for a long time, then put away the medicine box.

"How is it?" the emperor asked first.

"Your Majesty, the Queen has not injured any bones or muscles, she just sprained it. I will prescribe some medicine for you, and then use ointment for massage. You will be well in ten days..." Meng Zhaoxing spoke, and the emperor nodded with relief.