Three prescriptions.

One is used to prevent epidemics.

This medicine is used with great care and can be used in the palace and wealthy families.

The materials are real and even poor families can afford it.

A stack of records of symptoms and medication reactions with different handwritings.

A face that is not even as big as the emperor's palm, because of the sudden weight loss, the eyes appear bigger, and the big eyes are full of cautious expectation, which reminds the emperor of his childhood when he expected to be praised by the royal father after completing his homework carefully.

She should be as nervous now as she was back then, hoping to be recognized but also afraid that she is not doing well enough.

The emperor suddenly felt that the prescription in his hand weighed more than a thousand pounds. He spoke to An Lingrong in an unusually gentle manner:

"I accept your compassion on behalf of my people. Once the epidemic is eradicated, everyone in the world will regard you as their benefactor."

When An Lingrong heard this, her eyes suddenly became bright, filled with excitement and happiness. She acted like a person who had worked hard to do many things and finally received praise from adults, but pretended to be casual and slightly shy and said:

"Your Majesty, I cannot bear such a heavy reputation. I did this just to avoid making Your Majesty too worried. Whether this prescription is feasible or not is still up to the decision of the masters of the Imperial Hospital. In the future, we will have to rely on Your Majesty's grace to treat illnesses and disaster relief. Compared with Your Majesty's hard work, what I have done is really insignificant."

Her humility and gentleness had always been what pleased the Emperor the most. Seeing that she did not take credit for herself or complain, he felt that An Lingrong's character was rare. The troubles caused by the epidemic completely dissipated at this moment, and the Emperor was very pleased:

"Rong'er, I remember your kindness. You are too weak now. I will have someone send you back first. I will have someone tell you when there is good news."

An Lingrong nodded obediently. Her plan for many days had finally succeeded. Now she just wanted to close the door and recuperate for a while. If she guessed correctly, after the prescription was proven to be feasible, the emperor would promote her position, and she would finally have a firm foothold in the palace.

Ever since An Lingrong came in, Zhen Huan has been in a state of shock. She thought that An Lingrong's prescription was nothing more than some reference prescriptions found in ancient medical books and handed over to the emperor to be verified by the Imperial Hospital. She didn't expect that An Lingrong would actually test the disease herself and gamble her life in order to win the emperor's trust and compassion.

Zhen Huan finally saw through An Lingrong's unique way of survival. She completely tied her life and death, honor and disgrace to the emperor. She was gentle and non-competitive, and always put the emperor first, which won her the emperor's attention. In this respect alone, many people in the harem were not as good as her.

Zhen Huan felt a little regretful. When Shen Meizhuang asked her to win over An Lingrong, she felt that her mind was too deep and difficult to control. After seeing how ruthless she was towards her today, Zhen Huan had a premonition that after tonight An Lingrong would rise in the harem and become a presence that no one dared to underestimate.

Zhen Huan understood that she had missed the best opportunity to make friends with her. All she could do in the future was to see if there was any benefit in exchange, as long as she didn't become her enemy.

She watched Su Peisheng respectfully usher An Lingrong out of the hall, put away her turbulent emotions, turned around and spoke:

"Congratulations, Your Majesty. I have found a good prescription tonight. I believe that the medicine will cure the disease. Then the world will be clear and bright again, and Your Majesty will no longer have to worry about this matter all day long."

Zhen Huan's attitude changed from being as defensive as a hedgehog to being a little more lenient now. The emperor was naturally happy, but he urgently needed to find the imperial physician to verify the prescription. He really didn't have time to talk to her about other things. He hurriedly said:

"Hanhuan, it's late, go back first, I'll come find you tomorrow."

Zhen Huan was not going to let Hua Fei's matter go easily, but she stopped being sharp and became gentle instead: "Si Lang loves Huan Huan, so why can't Huan Huan also be considerate of Si Lang? The emperor must be hungry after dealing with government affairs for a whole day. So I will go to the small kitchen in the Yangxin Palace and ask them to make some midnight snacks for the emperor, so that the emperor will have the energy to discuss things with the imperial doctors."

The emperor was relieved to see that her attitude had finally softened. The matter of Concubine Hua was indeed tricky, and his plan for the Nian family had just begun. If he rashly punished Concubine Hua at this time, it would surely arouse the vigilance of the Nian family. It would then take even more time and effort to deal with the Nian family. There were too many major issues in the world, and he must not let the Nian family affect his ambitions.

He can let Su Peisheng drag it out all night tonight, and tomorrow it will depend on whether Concubine Hua can think of a way to break the impasse. If not, he will explain the pros and cons to Zhen Huan in detail. In short, the decree of demotion must not be passed down.

Therefore, the emperor agreed to Zhen Huan's request to stay in the Palace of Tranquil Longevity, and turned around and ordered the eunuch to summon all the people from the Imperial Hospital overnight.

Su Peisheng arranged a sedan chair for An Lingrong and insisted on sending her back to Ledao Hall. He flattered An Lingrong before returning to the Yangxin Palace to report.

In Ledao Hall, Baoque and Baoyuan had replaced all the beddings, waiting for An Lingrong to come back so that they could have a good rest.

Unexpectedly, Xia Dongchun had no tact at all and just stayed in the bedroom with a curious look on his face.

An Lingrong smiled weakly upon seeing this. It was too late today, and Xia Dongchun was the first one to come and inquire because she was close and had little interest in him. There would probably be more people coming tomorrow. She was already extremely tired, and was too lazy to deal with them anymore, so she just let Rendong politely ask her to leave.

After Ren Dong returned, she saw An Lingrong still leaning on the pillow thinking about something, so she naggled, "My lady, you should get some rest soon. You have exhausted too much energy this time. I don't know how long it will take for you to recover."

An Lingrong frowned slightly when she thought of the troubles she would have to deal with in the future: "It will be hard to have peace in the future, Rendong, I will report to the Queen after tomorrow and allow Sister Fucha to move back to the Yanxi Palace."

Ren Dong gathered the quilt for her and urged her again: "My lady, I have taken note of what happened to Lady Fucha. Don't worry so much and go to bed early. If someone comes to bother you in the future, I will block it for you."

An Lingrong thought of a saying: He who swims well may drown in water. Her prescription today was equivalent to showing her medical skills. She would have to be more careful about someone using it to harm her in the future. She resisted the urge to sleep and gave Rendong another instruction:

"Yes, from tomorrow onwards, you must be more careful in this palace. We must be more cautious in the days ahead."

In the Yangxin Palace, the imperial physicians, led by Zhang Mi, carefully studied the three prescriptions. Finally, Zhang Mi spoke carefully:

"Your Majesty, this prescription has indeed been carefully scrutinized and verified, and it is indeed a good remedy. However, for the sake of caution, I suggest that you first use the medicine to treat the sick servants in the palace. If you follow the prescription, you will see the effect by tomorrow morning at the latest, and it will not be too late to promote it to the epidemic area by then."

The emperor agreed immediately and immediately arranged for the medicine boy to boil the medicine according to the prescription.

When the sky was just getting light, Zhang Mi walked into the Yangxin Palace with a happy face:

"Your Majesty, great news, the prescription is effective."

The emperor, who had been worried all night, was finally relieved. As long as it worked, it was fine.

When everyone in the palace was immersed in joy, news came from Yikun Palace that Concubine Hua had contracted the epidemic.

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