An Lingrong's Rebirth: The Lock of Qingqiu

Hui Bin's palm-sized face was pale, and her long fingers rested feebly on the edge of the brocade quilt, greedily breathing in the fresh air.

An Lingrong's eyes heated up, and he held her thin back with his right hand, helping her to raise the upper half of her body, and then stuffed a soft silk pillow into her waist.

An Lingrong looked at Hui Bin quietly, with a hint of sadness between her brows, and said in her voice like a silk thread, "What's wrong with me?"

Doctor Wen handed over the prescription he wrote.

An Lingrong said: "Sister, it's poisoning!"

Hui Bin's chest shook, her body fell forward, she spat out a mouthful of blood, and then fainted again.

Doctor Wen's hands were shaking, and he was panicking. He quickly checked her breathing, which was steady and strong.

An Lingrong said: "Sister is so angry that she must know who committed the murder?"

Qiaoyu held a tea of ​​thick black decoction, and An Lingrong drank it for Hui Bin, and then helped her lie down.

Wen Shichu didn't answer, and the atmosphere fell into silence for a while.

The less you say, the safer you are. Wen Shichu is a person who doesn't like to talk, and he doesn't say a single unnecessary word.

He only made exceptions for Wangui people.

Wen Shichu lowered his head and eyes: "I'm leaving." After that, he picked up the box and walked out.

The news that Hui Bin was critically ill had been sent to the emperor for half an hour, but the emperor did not arrive in time, and Wen Shichu was unwilling to wait any longer.

An Lingrong frowned and said, "Don't delay Doctor Wen. Just go ahead and get busy. I'll handle the rest."

Wen Shichu stretched out his warm palm and covered Hui Bin's forehead: "There is no fever, so it should be fine."

Wen Shichu's hand retracted, and Hui Bin fell asleep in a daze. For some reason, she actually grabbed the corner of Wen Shichu's clothes.

Hui Bin was mumbling in her sleep: "Don't leave, Doctor Wen."

Wen Shichu blushed and paused. Although he was older, he was not married yet.

Wen Shichu was extremely embarrassed, pulling on his clothes and shrinking back.

At this time, there were the sound of thin footsteps outside the door. An Lingrong quickly pulled Hui Bin's hand away, and Wen Shichu stood aside.

An Lingrong explained: "Sister Shen is sick and confused."

Hui Bin rolled her eyelids: "I'm not confused."

Wen Shichu immediately picked up the box and rushed out as if running away.

Unfortunately, he bumped into the emperor who came in a hurry after hearing that Hui Bin was seriously ill and had left the court.

The emperor took off his hat, his black hair was a little messy, and his mouth had a unique style, gentle and indifferent.

The bright yellow coat has a dark brown vest. Bright yellow is a unique color for emperors, but today he is.

There is calmness in the nobility, and an extra restraint.

Perhaps, he did not expect that the affairs in the palace would make him so anxious.

He carefully asked Wen Shichu about Hui Bin's condition. After confirming that Hui Bin was fine, Wen Shichu left first.

The emperor dismissed Su Peisheng and others, and also sent away a group of unrelated people including Xianfu Palace.

The emperor sighed and asked: "Yesterday I announced the decree to let Hui concubine take charge of the Sixth Palace and she was poisoned today."

The emperor asked: "Mr. Li, I heard that you revived Concubine Hui by applying eight needles in a row. I should reward you."

An Lingrong knelt on the ground: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

The Emperor: "Then do you think there is something fishy about this matter? Have you found anything?"

An Lingrong said: "I only found out that Empress Hui was poisoned, but specifically what kind of poison she was exposed to, please ask the emperor to investigate clearly."

The emperor twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at her indifferently, as if he could see through her, and said nothing.

The emperor said: "My lord Li, please step aside! Let me and concubine Hui talk alone."

An Lingrong stood up, pressed her pink lips together, and retreated.

The emperor added: "Until I find out the truth of the matter, this matter should not be disclosed to the public, and it must be kept secret from Zhen Guizhen. She is pregnant to prevent the fetal movement."

"Yes!"

"Go back!"

An Lingrong had already checked everything in Cunju Hall, and the culprit was Hui Bin's new bowls and chopsticks.

But the bowls and chopsticks were sent by the Empress Dowager, and she had already told Concubine Hui to put away the things and whether she should reveal them to the emperor.

That's her own business.

In this huge harem, how could I dare to pick on the Queen Mother based on my status as a noble and unpopular person.

Moreover, what reason did the Queen Mother have to harm Concubine Hui?

Someone must have tampered with it.

The biggest suspect is Concubine Hua. She is the first to bear the brunt of the grudge against Concubine Hui for being promoted to take charge of the Sixth Palace.

It was she, and she was the only one who had a reason to commit murder, An Lingrong guessed.

But there is no evidence.

She only felt a heartbreaking pain coming from the center of her forehead.

In order to relieve pain, I drank some Huaisang wine during dinner. This wine is not high in alcohol content and is sweet and fragrant.

Suddenly I felt that being pregnant and being pampered was not a good thing.

What new eyes can see is that Wan Gui and Hui Bin are both walking on the cusp of the storm.

If you are not careful, you will not know what will happen tomorrow.

Hui concubine likes Wen Shichu, but Wen Shichu likes Wan Guiren.

She believed that Hui Bin said the words "don't leave" and that Dr. Wen was awake when she said it.

What is different from usual is that she has just experienced a life and death disaster.

If she were to pass away in the next second, she would seize this last moment to put an end to the regrets in this world.

There are so many concubines in this harem, but there is only one emperor.

An Lingrong's face was rosy, with a faint blush spreading, making her look a little more shy.

She lay lazily on the table and gradually fell asleep.

Drowsily, she felt like her body was walking in the air, moving constantly.

An Lingrong woke up suddenly: "Get out of my way, the evil ghost is blocking the way, get out of my way."

As soon as he finished speaking, he punched out his two fists with as much force as hitting soft cotton.

"Ouch!" She groaned, feeling her body being thrown hard onto the bed.

The emperor was extremely angry: "Lord Li, what are you doing? Are you crazy?! Are evil spirits haunting you?"

An Lingrong was frightened: "Your Majesty, why are you here?!"

The emperor rubbed the right side of his face that was beaten: "I am here at Yanxi Palace. Do I still need to inform you of the report?"

An Lingrong knelt on the ground, not daring to express his anger.

The emperor angrily said: "You are the only normal person in the palace now. If I don't come here, where will I go?"

Hearing the low roar in his ears, An Lingrong felt that he had angered a lion.

Because of her meritorious service in rescuing concubine Hui, the emperor rewarded her with calligraphy, paintings, and a bright red jewelry box.

She opened it and saw that it was a "Jinbu Yao". She had been envious of the Jinbu Yao worn by Wangui people in the past.

Although this one is not as luxurious as Wan Guiren's, it is a gold-button gift given by the emperor. It must be very beautiful when you go out wearing it.

An Lingrong said softly: "Your Majesty, is this a reward for concubines?"

The emperor snorted coldly and said: "What do you think? Opening your eyes and telling lies."

An Lingrong put Jin Bu Yao's bare hands into Yun's hair, and Ying Ying gave the emperor a salute: "For Jin Bu Yao's sake, I will give the emperor a massage."