An Lingrong's Rebirth: The Lock of Qingqiu

It is slightly cooler in autumn, and An Lingrong obviously feels that the temperature in the morning and evening is much lower than that at noon. If you are not careful, you can easily catch a cold. No, there are three servants in his palace, and all three of them are infected with the wind and cold. In An Lingrong, she not only knew how to make incense, but also knew medicine. Wind and cold were not a serious illness, so she did not alarm the imperial doctors at the imperial hospital.

An Lingrong asked Qin Sanyue to boil white and long green onions and ginger in his palace, mix them with brown sugar and boil water to drink. Not long after, Baojuan said that his throat no longer hurt, it was no longer dry, and it was no longer itchy. , the spirit quickly improved.

Qin Sanyue looked at An Lingrong with admiration and said, "My young master is really amazing. Not only can he make incense, but he can also treat doctors. He is good at everything."

An Lingrong smiled and said: "You feel comfortable listening to what you said in March. I know a lot of things, little master. You will gradually know about it in the future."

Qin Sanyue said: "I'm not just flattering you, my master is really powerful. No matter where I go from now on, I will follow you."

Qin Sanyue took advantage of the sun to shine into the courtyard, so he took out the quilts and clothes in the palace to expose them to the sun for disinfection.

For some reason today, there was no need to go to the palace to see the queen. I don't know whether the queen was in poor health or had something else to do. It was rare for her to have free time, so An Lingrong took a small stool with others to make kites in the yard.

Xia Ruchun also came out wrapped in a cloak, bringing winter bushes and spring grass with her, and a group of people played around a kite.

Suddenly Yun Xin ran out of the palace of the noble Fu Cha. The noble Fu Cha held a long whip in his hand and said to Yun Xin menacingly: "You are my personal maid. You said something was missing and I didn't look for you." Who else can I go to?"

Yun Xin had a mournful look on her face and shed tears of grievance: "My lord Fucha, please be aware that when I took off your makeup yesterday, I clearly put the golden pin on your head in the dressing box by the bedside, and I didn't do it either. I know who touched it last night, it was not the slave who took it."

The noble Fucha was so angry that he started to use violence with the long whip in his hand.

Yun Xin was whipped several times and couldn't cry anymore. She just said intermittently: "I want to find the emperor and let the emperor make the decision for me."

The noble Fucha gave him a whip and his anger disappeared a lot. He said: "If you want to find the emperor, you should go find him now. There is a flood in the south. The emperor has gone to patrol the disaster with the queen. You can leave the palace." , go to the south to find the emperor!"

It turns out that the emperor went on a tour to the south. No wonder he didn't have to visit the empress in the past few days, and concubine Hua was not seen walking around the harem frequently.

An Lingrong stopped what she was doing. She was thinking about the fact that the golden scorpion was lost in the palace of this wealthy nobleman. It was a valuable thing. The emperor rewarded her with it when she went to bed with the emperor. She thought about it all the time. Wearing it, every time the people in the harem glanced at her head, their eyes were filled with envy.

Now, the golden coffin is lost, and the scenery is also lost. If it fails, he will be punished by the emperor.

Seeing this posture, Xia Ruchun led the servants out of the Yanxi Palace, leaving the matter alone and hanging high.

An Lingrong's expression changed slightly, and he stepped forward and asked, "Sister Fucha, this golden teacup is a valuable thing. My sister remembered where she went yesterday and checked all the places she might have missed."

The chief eunuch Liu Ziting in the Fucha noble palace, and the remaining two maids Sang'er and Ru Lan lowered their hands and swore that they had not taken it.

When the rich lady saw that the slaves were not afraid, but they seemed to be colluding with each other, and their confessions were consistent, she became even more angry. She frowned and gritted her teeth: "You didn't see it. She hadn't seen it, she hadn't seen it before. Could it be that this thing had its own legs and wings and flew out of the Yanxi Palace? I was taking off my makeup on the counter last night. If no one took the thing, then it must still be there. He's in the palace, but can any of you tell me where he went? If I can't find him, your monthly silver will be deducted."

Son'er and Yunxin were nervous when they heard that they would be deducted monthly silver. Son'er and Yunxin's family was in trouble. As the eldest daughter, they had to rely on monthly silver to support their family.

Son'er was so anxious that she was wandering around in circles, feeling aggrieved and angry but not daring to show up. She looked left and right, her eyes caught sight of Baojuan beside Qin Sanyue, and she suddenly woke up.

Son'er's face turned slightly red and he pointed at Baojuan but was speechless. The noble Fucha's face immediately darkened. Didn't Sonny mean that Baojuan had been taken?

Baojuan's face turned pale with fright. She was startled without any warning. She shook her head at An Lingrong anxiously. An Lingrong felt nervous and stepped forward to stop Son'er. He asked in front of him: "Sang'er, what do you mean?"

Sonny stammered: "Mr. Fucha, except... us... our four slaves, and Sister Baojuan also came to the palace yesterday."

Because of An Lingrong's support, Baojuan quickly calmed down even though she was slightly panicked. She thought for a while and said, "Little Master An, I borrowed a hammer from Sister Sang'er yesterday, and the nail in the corner of the canvas in the palace came loose. Half of it fell off. We didn’t have a hammer in the palace, so we asked Sister Sang’er to get the hammer. After nailing the painting, we took the hammer back and gave it back to Sister Sang’er. Both Yue Yue and Sister Yunxin can bear witness.”

Qin Sanyue stepped forward to help Baojuan prove it, but Yunxin lowered her head and remained silent.

Sonny said, "You must have been wandering around the palace while holding the hammer. You can't escape the suspicion."

Baojuan took a step back, tears welling up in her eyes, and she said to An Lingrong, "My young master, I don't have anything from noble Fucha."

An Lingrong turned to Sonner and said, "My Baojuan said he didn't take it. I believe my Baojuan. Sister Fucha, let me accompany you back to the palace to look for it."

The noble Fucha was looking at Baojuan with doubtful eyes. When he heard An Lingrong's words, he turned around and said hello, taking An Lingrong into the palace. The rest of the servants were waiting in the outer courtyard.

The noble Fucha said that she clearly remembered that Yun Xin took it out of her hair and put it on the counter before going to bed. She clearly remembered it, but now she couldn't find it no matter how hard she searched.

The noble Fucha sat in the room and sighed, saying: "Sister, I have looked everywhere I can, but I just can't see it. I didn't go anywhere last night. I really can't figure out which ghost I bumped into. It disappeared without a trace." The shadow trace is a special gift from the emperor. If I lose it, how can I confess to the emperor?"

The noble Fucha had a sad look on his face. Since he didn't go anywhere last night and no one had touched the servant, the golden scorpion must still be in this room.

An Lingrong locked the target area. She lowered her waist and looked through the gap in the counter, but there was nothing there. Then she moved the entire dressing table out, but there was nothing there. She lay on the floor tiles and looked under the bed. On the wall at the head of the bed, there was nothing there. A hint of red gold was seen in the seam.