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

She really didn't expect An Lingrong to ask her. Wasn't this telling everyone blatantly that this matter had something to do with her?

Fortunately, she has become accustomed to not showing any emotion over the years, so her reaction was quite timely.

"Oh? Does Concubine Duan know who in the harem hates Sheng'er so much?"

An Lingrong continued to speak, still looking at her steadily, as if trying to see through every thought in her mind.

"Don't be ridiculous, Concubine Chen. How would I know this? Besides, Sheng'er is so cute. Who can hate a child?"

Concubine Duan panicked for a moment, then calmed down, spoke lightly with a faint smile on her face.

"Oh? I thought that Concubine Duan had been in charge of the harem for many years, so she must be able to weigh the pros and cons easily. I didn't expect that she couldn't figure out the reason behind this."

An Lingrong looked at Concubine Duan with a sullen expression and a mocking tone in her voice.

"Empress Chen..." Concubine Duan looked at An Lingrong in disbelief, and continued:

"I am only dealing with trivial matters in the harem. How can I understand these trade-offs..."

"Your Majesty, Concubine Duan doesn't know, but I understand a little bit..." Fu Cha spoke, and An Lingrong and the emperor both looked at her.

An Lingrong was even pulling at her clothes, not wanting her to get involved, but Fu Cha secretly pushed An Lingrong's hand away.

"You tell me." The emperor raised his hand, his expression calmed down a lot, and looked at Fu Cha.

Concubine Duan also looked at Fu Cha, and there was a trace of contempt in her eyes. Fu Cha, who might not understand if he spoke in a roundabout way, actually said that he understood today. She didn't believe it...

"Your Majesty, this matter is very simple. After Sheng'er was injured, whoever benefited the most would be the most suspicious. Concubine Duan, what do you think?"

After Fu Cha finished speaking, he showed the same mockery as Concubine Duan...

"It's wrong for Ruipin to say that. Sheng'er is still so young, how could he offend anyone? If he is injured, who can benefit from it? There must be evidence for this statement. You can't just say it nonsense..."

Concubine Duan spoke with the air of being the head of the harem. Fu Cha looked at her sitting upright and wanted to pull her down...

"I don't know about that. You have to ask the person involved, right? Lady Duan..."

Fu Cha continued to speak, and Concubine Duan opened her mouth, but before she could finish, the Emperor said with a dark face:

"Everything will be discussed after the Ministry of Punishment has finished its trial."

"Yes." Fu Cha nodded and looked at Concubine Duan. Concubine Duan still looked concerned at Hong Sheng and An Lingrong, but An Lingrong did not give her a good look...

"Your Majesty, please have some dinner. Otherwise, when Sheng'er wakes up and knows that you hurt yourself because of him, he will be very sad."

An Lingrong used Concubine Duan's words just now to comfort the emperor. The emperor looked up and saw the concern on An Lingrong's face, so he had to nod.

The emperor returned to the Yangxin Palace for dinner, and everyone else followed suit, except Fu Cha, who was reluctant to leave.

"I know you feel guilty about this, but it's not because of the kite incident. The previous dynasty's crown prince issue was a hot topic, and now Sheng'er's popularity is rising. Concubine Duan is desperate. Even if it's not today, it will be like this in the future."

After everyone left, An Lingrong pulled Fu Cha to sit on the Arhat bed and analyzed the situation for her.

"Lingrong, you don't know yet?" Fu Cha asked. An Lingrong looked confused at this moment.

"What do you know?" An Lingrong asked. Fu Cha gave Sang'er a look, and Sang'er understood and pulled Juqing out.

"You may not know that the royal family has an unwritten rule that the candidate for the crown prince must not only have a good mind, but also a healthy body. And the Manchus care most about riding and shooting."

Fu Cha opened his mouth, and thinking of the half-smiley faces of Concubine Duan and Concubine Qi when they entered the room, he became even angrier. It was obvious that they came to see a joke...

"You mean, Sheng'er has no chance of being appointed as the crown prince?" An Lingrong looked at Fu Cha, her breath noticeably heavier.

"Unless our emperor has only Sheng'er as a prince..." Fu Cha did not nod, but what he said was like a thunderbolt, which made An Lingrong unable to calm down for a long time. She just looked straight at Hong Sheng lying on the bed.

"Lingrong, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me..." Fu Cha said as he pulled An Lingrong's sleeve, but An Lingrong still didn't turn back.

"Don't be like this. Didn't you say before that you didn't want Sheng'er to take that position and didn't want Sheng'er to work too hard... Don't be too sad about this..." Fu Cha hurriedly spoke to comfort her, just hoping that she wouldn't be too sad.

"That's different. How can not wanting and not being able to be the same?! Different..."

An Lingrong shook her head and murmured, saying that it was more like she was speaking to herself than to Fu Cha...

When An Lingrong came back to her senses and turned to look at Fu Cha, Fu Cha was frightened by An Lingrong's cold eyes.

"What's wrong with you? But I think you're right. How can not wanting to and not being able to are the same thing? Why should our Sheng'er suffer such injustice?!"

Fu Cha comforted An Lingrong, looked at Hong Sheng lying on the bed, and tears flowed unconsciously again.

"I warned her last time. If you don't want her to change her ways, don't blame me for being rude." An Lingrong spoke slowly, with a hint of murderous intent in her eyes. Fu Cha at the side didn't dare to look at her.

"That bitch, Concubine Duan, dared to be so blatant today. She must have thought of a way out for herself. Tell me what to do? I will help you." Fu Cha became angry when he thought of Concubine Duan's appearance, and he held An Lingrong's hand tightly.

"It's okay, just take care of Wangshu. I can handle this matter. I will make her regret what she did today."

After An Lingrong finished speaking, her eyes became even colder. Fu Cha was so frightened by her that he dared not say a word and could only nod.

*

When Hong Sheng woke up, it was already the end of the evening. Meng Zhaoxing examined him again and confirmed that only his left wrist was injured. An Lingrong then sent Hong Sheng to his own residence.

"My lady, please use something too. You didn't have a single bite for dinner." After Fu Cha left, Ju Qing came forward to comfort her, but An Lingrong shook her head.

"Have some snacks and come with me to Zhongcui Palace later." An Lingrong spoke to Juqing, who nodded quickly.

"My lady, do you need to bring Zhan'er with you?" Ju Qing took two steps forward and turned to ask An Lingrong.

"No need." An Lingrong shook her head slightly.

"Then let's take Luying with us? At the very least, we should take Xiao Zhongzi with us. I heard that the people in Zhongcui Palace who serve Concubine Qi all have some strength."

Juqing spoke, and An Lingrong looked up at Juqing.