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

Chapter 329: Heart-breaking (Dragon Slaying)

Maybe it was to show off his good health, but during lunch that day, the emperor mentioned two names and asked An Lingrong to have them carried in.

One of them was the eldest daughter of Du Huaqing, a prominent family in the south of the Yangtze River. The emperor made her a noble lady after meeting her once. An Lingrong had seen that woman before, and she looked about 60% like Zhen Huan in her features.

The emperor was happy when the new bride entered the palace, and held a banquet at Jiuzhou Qingyan. An Lingrong raised her glass to urge the emperor to drink, and the emperor drank a few more glasses.

At night, the emperor summoned Concubine Du to serve him. Not long after Concubine Du was carried to the Yangxin Palace, screams were heard from inside.

For some unknown reason, the emperor suddenly fainted...

The imperial doctors were busy. An Lingrong looked at Concubine Ning who was standing beside her and she nodded.

"He was fine a few days ago, why did he suddenly faint?" An Lingrong looked at the imperial doctors kneeling below and asked.

"To reply to Her Majesty, all medicines are poisonous. The Emperor has been taking elixirs continuously for the past two years. Our servants have been trying to persuade him day after day, but he just won't listen. We, your humble servants, have no other choice but to slowly detoxify the Emperor." Meng Zhaoxing, who was in the lead, spoke, and the other doctors nodded.

"Can this poison be cured?" An Lingrong asked. Meng Zhaoxing turned around to look at his colleagues and shook his head at An Lingrong.

"Let's find a way to make the emperor live more comfortably." An Lingrong said helplessly, her face full of sadness. The imperial doctors agreed and left.

The emperor was bedridden and the concubines in the harem took turns serving him. There was no sign of his condition improving, so An Lingrong decided to return to the palace early because the palace had all the necessary medicinal materials.

After returning to Beijing, the emperor's condition was still up and down, and the concubines still took turns to serve him. Every time, the emperor would hold An Lingrong's hand and talk about many things in the past. An Lingrong would nod while serving him medicine.

In the blink of an eye, it was August, and the emperor fell into a coma again. Outside the Yangxin Palace, the concubines burst into tears.

"Why are you crying?!" An Lingrong shouted coldly, and everyone stopped crying.

"Empress Chen, the Emperor, is he..." It was Concubine Du who spoke, her little face tearful.

"Go back and take care of your own palace servants. If you still can't figure things out at this time, just send them away." An Lingrong glanced at everyone present, and everyone said goodbye and left.

When An Lingrong pushed the door open, she saw Concubine Ning feeding the Emperor medicine.

"Your Highness." Concubine Ning put down the pill and bowed. An Lingrong raised her hand and asked her to stand up.

"How is the emperor?" An Lingrong sat down next to the dragon couch, glanced at the emperor and asked.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor has taken some medicine and consumed some ginseng soup. I think he will be able to sleep well tonight." Concubine Ning spoke with a smile on her lips. An Lingrong nodded and waved her hand for her to leave.

"Rong'er, you're here." The emperor slowly opened his eyes and saw that it was An Lingrong. He said softly, just like before.

"Your Majesty, do you feel better?" An Lingrong asked, picking up the medicine bowl beside her and said, "Your Majesty, please take some more medicine, it will get cold soon."

"Rong'er, I feel that I am afraid..." The emperor took a breath and raised his hand towards An Lingrong.

An Lingrong did not take it, but said: "The emperor is ill, and the sisters are very sad. The emperor wants to call someone to come and talk."

"Rong'er, you and I have become estranged." The emperor looked at An Lingrong with cloudy eyes.

"Your Majesty, you worry too much." An Lingrong had a faint smile on her face and her voice was soft.

"You know everything, don't you?

I am just afraid of betrayal, Rong'er, you didn't betray me, right?" The emperor said with difficulty, and then he gasped.

"Of course. You are the emperor. Who dares to disobey you?" An Lingrong said as she stirred the spoon in her hand and looked towards the emperor with cold eyes.

"Did you kill Xia Ke?" the emperor asked again. An Lingrong did not say a word.

"Evil woman! You still say you haven't betrayed me!" The emperor glared at An Lingrong and then started coughing violently. An Lingrong glanced at him but didn't move.

"I have doted on you for many years, you!..." The emperor said as he raised his hand and pointed at An Lingrong. An Lingrong put his hand back on the quilt, but he could not resist and could only look at An Lingrong angrily.

"It's really the heart. Everything looks dirty!" An Lingrong spoke and looked at the emperor.

"General Feng saved you from danger many times, but you demoted him to the northern border because of a little suspicion. He was fighting bloody battles at the front to protect the territory, but you are here, enjoying the peace and prosperity with beauties on both sides! People like you should die and go to hell." An Lingrong spoke every word with a cold look on her face.

"You, you are so outrageous!..." The emperor's face turned red. If he could move now, he would definitely stand up and tear An Lingrong to pieces.

"Is there anything wrong with what I said? You are suspicious, narrow-minded, selfish and cold-hearted by nature. If you were not born in an imperial family, I would not even look at someone like you."

An Lingrong's mouth seemed to be filled with poison as she looked at the emperor's every word with hatred in her eyes.

"You!" The emperor pointed at An Lingrong and tried to get up. Then he spat out a mouthful of blood with a "puff" sound and fell back to sleep.

"I have already thought about it. When you pass away, I will move the Queen's tablet to the Imperial Mausoleum so that you can be together forever."

An Lingrong continued to speak, but the emperor glared at her and was no longer able to speak.

"You are the most disgusting people I have ever seen in my two lifetimes. One of you killed your own sister, one of you killed your own brother, one of you killed all the children in the harem because of jealousy, and one of you wanted to kill everyone just because of a few lines of poetry that displeased you!

There is no one in this world who is more compatible, more vicious, and more disgusting than you two!"

An Lingrong looked at the emperor with disdain. The emperor tried to raise his hand, but was knocked back by An Lingrong.

"Come, come, come..." The emperor struggled to utter a few words, his voice as small as a mosquito.

"Your Majesty, please save your energy. I still have something to report."

An Lingrong looked at the emperor indifferently and said:

"Your Majesty, do you still remember the Concubine Du who was carried in earlier? She looks exactly like the one Wan agreed to marry. The imperial physician said that she is already one month pregnant. Is Your Majesty happy?"

After hearing this, the emperor's face turned from red to ashen. He glared at An Lingrong, wishing he could kill her right now.

"You want to kill me now? I want to see you go first! Look, Zhen Huan doesn't love you, Du Guiren doesn't love you, do you think Queen Chunyuan loves you?"

An Lingrong looked at the emperor and spoke again. The emperor closed his eyes and shook his head.

"You don't want to hear it? Then I'll tell you anyway!"

An Lingrong stepped forward and stretched out her hand to pinch the emperor's chin. The emperor still closed his eyes. An Lingrong was not annoyed and continued:

"No woman in the world would watch her beloved take one lover after another. Queen Chunyuan is so gentle and generous. Does Your Majesty really think that she loves you?"

"Your Majesty, you may not know this yet. The ruby ​​inlaid on the hairpin that Queen Chunyuan loved the most was a relic of General Qian Xiao's mother! Your Majesty, do you still think Queen Chunyuan loves you?"

An Lingrong's words were like sharp blades, stabbing the emperor again and again. The emperor opened his eyes and struggled to get up.

not enough!

"When you pass away, I will let Hongli inherit the throne. This child is smart and filial. I know that his qualities must be inherited from his mother."

An Lingrong spoke again, her tone light. The emperor's eyes widened again, and then tears rolled down.

"You...what about you?" After a long time, the emperor looked at An Lingrong tenderly and said three more words. An Lingrong looked at the emperor.

Instantly, memories of past and present lives flooded into my mind, with sadness, joy, and despair...

"If there is another life, I will never enter the palace." An Lingrong spoke slowly, and the emperor closed his eyes.