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

"Original intention?" Zhen Huan was stunned for a moment. What was her original intention?

When she first entered the palace, she just wanted to avoid the gossip in the harem and not bring trouble to her family and clansmen...

What happened next? Later, she began to hope that as long as the emperor could treat her sincerely, the position and rewards would not be important at all...

Later, she just wanted to be with Yunli for the rest of her life...

Now? Now everything has changed...

"Original intention? Jinxi, the former Zhen Huan is dead, and now I am just a walking shell. Jinxi, please help me again..."

Zhen Huan came back to her senses, as if she had figured something out. She looked at Jin Xi with a hint of pleading in her eyes.

It was because when she returned to the palace this time, she found that everything in the palace had changed. Those who were inferior to her were now on an equal footing with her, especially An Lingrong, who once dared not even raise her head in front of her...

Why? What's wrong with her? She couldn't accept it! Why could she raise her children by her side, but she had to be separated from her own flesh and blood? !

Thinking of this, Zhen Huan's face also showed resentment.

"If Your Majesty really wants to resolve this matter, you might as well go to Chengqian Palace to talk to the Imperial Concubine. After all, she and you have a relationship outside the palace. If you are willing to say a few good words, I don't think she will be embarrassed..." Jin Xi raised her head and looked at Zhen Huan.

"No! Why should I give in to her?!" Zhen Huan interrupted Jin Xi, her tone even more manic than before...

After hearing this, Jinxi took a deep breath, lowered her head and said nothing more.

"Liu Zhu, please ask Concubine Duan to come over. I have something to discuss with her..." Seeing Jin Xi like this, Zhen Huan turned around and spoke to Liu Zhu.

"Your Majesty, Xiao Xiazi came to report that Princess Longyue has been vomiting non-stop and the Emperor has already gone to Chuxiu Palace." Just at this moment, Xiao Yunzi came in to report, and Liuzhu and Jinxi both looked at Zhen Huan.

"Liu Zhu will go and inform Concubine Tong Duan first, and Jing Xi will come with me to Chuxiu Palace." After Zhen Huan finished speaking, she saw the small building outside and glanced at Jing Xi. Jing Xi nodded, and the two of them left Sui Yuxuan.

Chuxiu Palace.

When An Lingrong and the emperor arrived, they happened to meet Zhen Huan who had arrived at the same time.

"May the Emperor be well and healthy, and may the Imperial Concubine Chen be well and healthy." Zhen Huan knelt down, and the Emperor raised his hand, glanced at Zhen Huan's belly, and said:

"You are pregnant, so forget about the formalities. Just go in and take a look at Longyue."

After the emperor finished speaking, Zhen Huan quickly agreed and walked inside, looking extremely anxious and concerned.

An Lingrong looked at her from behind and couldn't help but sneer...

After the Emperor and An Lingrong walked into the inner hall, Concubine Jing and Fucha also came to Chuxiu Palace, and the last to arrive was Guiren Duan.

As soon as An Lingrong entered, she saw Meng Zhaoxing taking Longyue's pulse. Longyue was nestled in Li Guiren's arms with a pale face, and Li Guiren was silently shedding tears.

Zhen Huan stood aside, her face full of concern and anxiety.

"How is Longyue?" The emperor spoke after Meng Zhaoxing put away the wrist pillow for taking pulses.

"Your Majesty, I have already examined her and taken the princess' pulse. It seems that the princess became ill because she ate snacks made from cassava flour." Meng Zhaoxing turned around and knelt before the emperor, speaking.

"What is that?" The emperor frowned and looked at Meng Zhaoxing.

“I know that cassava flour is a specialty tribute from Nanyang, and it can be ground into flour and made into snacks.

I heard yesterday that Concubine Wan secretly asked someone to buy some, so I thought she wanted to reward the servants under her. The imperial kitchen did not have enough cassava flour, so I asked Juqing to go to the imperial kitchen to ask.

Unexpectedly, the imperial kitchen said there was still a lot of it, so they asked Bao Que to prepare it and give it to the servants of Sui Yu Xuan as a reward. "

An Lingrong spoke, and Zhen Huan turned pale...

"If it can be made into a snack, then why is Longyue vomiting continuously?" The emperor nodded and looked at Meng Zhaoxing and asked.

"Your Majesty, the roots and leaves of cassava flour will be poisonous if they are not handled properly." Meng Zhaoxing spoke, and the emperor frowned even deeper.

"You mean someone poisoned my Longyue?!" Concubine Li spoke, hugging the weak Longyue, tears streaming down her face, looking so pitiful.

"My lord, the princess is not poisoned, but cassava flour is extremely difficult to digest. Children and pregnant women cannot eat it. If they eat it, it will irritate the stomach and intestines, causing vomiting. If it continues for a long time, it will cause death from vanity."

After Meng Zhaoxing finished speaking, Concubine Li picked up Longyue and knelt in front of the emperor.

"Your Majesty, I have been living in Chuxiu Palace and have never had any enemies. I never thought that someone would poison my child. Please, Your Majesty, make the decision for me and Longyue!" Concubine Li opened her eyes, tears falling down her cheeks.

"You get up first. Poisoning the princess is a serious crime. The emperor will definitely take care of you." An Lingrong spoke, and Juqing went over to help Concubine Li up.

"You continue speaking." The emperor raised his finger and pointed at Meng Zhaoxing.

"The color and shape of cassava flour are very similar to those of water chestnut flour. If they are mixed together, it will be difficult to detect. Princess Longyue's condition today looks like she has been eating it for a few days." Meng Zhaoxing lowered his head and continued speaking.

"Your Majesty, Longyue has used water chestnut soup several times recently. That villain... must have had the intention of poisoning her a long time ago."

Concubine Li continued to cry and began to stroke Longyue's pale face, crying with heartache.

"Someone, go get the recent records."

An Lingrong gave the order, and someone quickly brought over the files from the imperial kitchen.

She flipped through a few pages and found that apart from some things taken from Chengqian Palace the day before, there was no record of anyone else. An Lingrong then handed the record in her hand to the emperor.

"Your Majesty, this cassava flour is a new tribute. Usually, the concubines in the palace don't like it very much. In those few days, Bao Que took some back from Chengqian Palace because she thought it was strange and tried to make some food.

Yesterday, some servants had already made hawthorn cakes and sent them to Suiyuxuan. As for the quantity, the emperor can just ask someone to check.

Apart from this, there is really no one else to claim it. Your Majesty, please take a look."

After An Lingrong finished speaking, the emperor took it, glanced at it, nodded, and handed it over again.

"Didn't the Imperial Concubine just say that Wanpin bought this cassava flour privately? What does Wanpin want the cassava flour for?" As soon as Concubine Jing opened her mouth, everyone looked at Zhen Huan.

"Longyue is my biological daughter, how could I possibly harm her?" Zhen Huan was shocked when she heard the voice, and immediately knelt down in front of the emperor to defend herself.

"Why is Wanpin so nervous? But Imperial Doctor Meng just said that young children and pregnant women should not eat cassava flour. Wanpin should think carefully about the uses of cassava flour." Fu Cha spoke with some contempt on his face.

"I... Liuzhu is greedy..." Zhen Huan said in a low voice.

"Why don't you take the ready-made ones in the imperial kitchen and buy them privately? Concubine Wan is really different from others." Concubine Xin raised her eyebrows and looked at Zhen Huan with a smile.