An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

As soon as the sedan chair entered Chengqian Palace, Fanglin and Fanghua surrounded it.

Fanglin took a quick look and ran to the Imperial Hospital to find someone without much hesitation. Fanghua followed Zhaoshui, and several people moved Lingrong to the couch.

"When the young lady was coming back in a sedan chair, someone hit the sedan bearer with something and almost caused the young lady to fall off the sedan chair."

Without waiting for Fanghua to ask, Zhaoshui explained the matter in a few words.

The anxiety on her face did not seem fake, and even Fanghua was fooled, thinking that the young lady was really having a miscarriage.

"Then I'll make the pregnancy-maintaining medicine first. Fanglin is quick and will invite the imperial physician over in a moment."

But after all, she was someone who had served the emperor. Although Fanghua was young, she did not seem flustered. She also reminded Zhaoshui to stay with the young master at all times.

Chengqian Palace was not too far from the Imperial Medical Office, so Fanglin quickly rushed over with Imperial Physician Zhou.

Ling Rong had gradually calmed down by now, occasionally groaning in pain, but her voice was not as horrifying as when she had just returned to the palace.

Doctor Zhou was quite old, and Fang Lin urged him to run all the way, so much sweat had already seeped out of his forehead.

Worried that something had really happened to Concubine An, Imperial Doctor Zhou didn't even have time to wipe the sweat off his face as he felt her pulse with a worried look on his face.

Soon, the worried expressions faded away. Doctor Zhou let out a long sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Lady An must have been frightened and had a miscarriage. But the heir has been well taken care of these days, so there is no need to worry too much.

Take some pregnancy-protecting medicine and it won't be a problem."

"But the young lady was in a lot of pain when she came back, and couldn't even speak completely," Fanghua was still a little worried. She couldn't see Lingrong's face clearly through the curtain, "Doctor Zhou, have you checked it carefully?"

"Don't worry, Miss Fanghua." Doctor Zhou said confidently, "Ms. An is indeed fine. She will be fine after taking the pregnancy-preserving medicine."

"Then please stay with me for a while, Doctor Zhou. We will leave when the young lady is no longer in pain."

Imperial Physician Zhou naturally agreed. After all, this girl's belly is the only one that the emperor is expecting, as the previous few girls all died for various reasons.

If anything happens to this young master again, I won't be able to afford it no matter how many heads I have.

Doctor Zhou sat there for a while before the Emperor came over with Su Peisheng.

As soon as he entered the room, he asked Doctor Zhou about Lingrong's condition. He didn't feel relieved until he heard that she was not seriously ill.

But Lingrong still looked painful at this moment. She bit her lips, as if she was afraid that the emperor would worry.

But she didn't "hide" well, and the emperor still noticed her situation, lifted the curtain and sat down beside the couch.

"You are pregnant, why are you still walking around?" The emperor held Ling Rong's hand. Although he was blaming her, his tone was still gentle. "You don't want me to order you to stay in Chengqian Palace obediently, do you?"

Lingrong shook her head, seeming to be in great pain, and tears could not stop flowing.

She looked frail at the moment, and when she opened her mouth her voice sounded like that of Queen Chun Yuan, yet not like that of Queen Chun Yuan.

"I just went to see Concubine Hui, who was sitting in a sedan chair..."

The emperor actually knew what happened today a long time ago. Fang Lin and Fang Hua were his spies in Chengqian Palace. If anything happened, he would know it at the first moment.

It was someone's plot, so how can you blame the victim for not going out?

"But the weather is getting colder. When it snows in a few days, don't go out again." The emperor was actually thinking about who did what happened today. "You can't stand the cold wind. You will be in pain again."

Ling Rong just nodded lightly. In her previous life, she might have still been concerned about the emperor, but now she was completely unmoved.

Maybe the emperor did remember that she injured her knee while praying in the snow, and maybe the emperor did care about her.

But so what? Having a good memory doesn’t mean you really take it seriously.

The emperor just thought she was unwell and didn't notice her sudden coldness.

As Ling Rong's pain gradually subsided, the emperor comforted her again before leaving the inner hall to interrogate what happened today.

"I checked the injured sedan bearer and found that he was hit in the calf by a stone. The bruise was quite severe. The person who did it must be a trained person."

Su Peisheng presented the stone found in the small pond to the emperor so that he could take a closer look. "This stone is very common. It is everywhere in the imperial garden. It is difficult to trace the perpetrator along this line."

The emperor looked very unhappy. He glanced at the bearer kneeling beside him and asked, "Did you see anything?"

“Replying to your Majesty, I was hit in the leg, and when I looked up I only saw a blurry figure, and that person was dressed in black.

"I...I really don't know who it is."

The emperor had already expected this result. After all, every time there was an accident in the palace, the real culprit would not leave any obvious traces.

“When the young master was in trouble, I immediately went along the palace wall to look for someone.

Unfortunately, the man moved too fast, and I could only see him from a distance, and he ran towards the southeast."

"southeast?"

"Your Majesty, the incident happened to Lady An near the Zhongcui Palace. To the southeast are the Empress' Jingren Palace and the Yanxi Palace.

Fengxian Palace is in the southeast, but it is strictly guarded on weekdays. If someone breaks in, I'm afraid they would have been sent to the Ministry of Punishment by now."

Jingren Palace, Yanxi Palace. The emperor thought silently in his heart that in Yanxi Palace were Concubine Tian, ​​Concubine Xia and Concubine Fu. Among these three, Concubine Tian and Concubine Xia had a good relationship with Concubine An.

As for Fu Changzai, she once served Concubine An, so it is possible that she had a wrong idea.

But every time they targeted the royal heir... The emperor thought of the previous rumors among the people, and the Empress's misconduct lingered in his mind and could not be shaken off.

The Sticking Rod Office investigated all the cases of lost children. The children lost by Zhen Changzai and Concubine Tian were all vaguely related to the Queen.

The lack of offspring is indeed the fault of the Empress.

The emperor was tired of listening and really didn't want to listen to these servants continue to make noise in his ears. He just ordered to continue the investigation and turned back to the inner hall.

At this time, Lingrong had been helped to drink pregnancy-preserving medicine and no longer had to pretend to feel the pain.

"Better?"

"I'm not in pain anymore," Ling Rong pulled the quilt tighter, revealing only her eyes, feeling a little aggrieved, "These little things have been reported to the emperor, and he has become worried."

The emperor pulled down the tightly wrapped quilt, revealing Lingrong's somewhat pale face.

He looked up and down at Lingrong's face silently. She could only be described as pretty, but there were many beautiful concubines in the palace, and her beauty would be overshadowed if he wasn't careful.

Ling Rong didn't understand what the emperor was looking at. She looked back at the emperor in confusion, "Your Majesty?"

However, the emperor did not say anything. Instead, he stretched out his hand and touched Lingrong's cheek gently.

"I will accompany you tonight," the emperor withdrew his hand and sighed with an ambiguous meaning, "I will find out what happened today."

"I believe in the emperor." Ling Rong didn't really mean what she said. Instead of relying on the emperor to investigate, it would be better for her to rely on herself.

Because Lingrong's people did not tell the Queen about this matter, the night was peaceful and no one came to visit her.

The emperor was just accompanying her, and he did not sleep on the same bed with Ling Rong. When the sky was just getting light, he got up and prepared to go to court.

When the emperor left Chengqian Palace, Lingrong was still asleep and did not hear the emperor's instructions regarding Fanglin and Fanghua.

When Ling Rong woke up, she heard the sound of Su Peisheng coming to deliver the reward.

For some reason, the emperor sent a lot of cloth and charcoal. Fanglin and Fanghua changed the bedding on the bed and sealed the windows again to prevent any cold wind from leaking in.

Zhaoshui was very happy to see this situation. After all, it was a good thing that the emperor cared about the young lady, and the young lady's longing heart was finally comforted.

"Look, young lady, the entire Chengqian Palace has been replaced, even the calligraphy and paintings and porcelain vases on the antique shelf have been replaced.

Aunt Fang Jing said that any item they took out would be worth a fortune. Are we considered wealthy, my lady?"

Ling Rong looked around at the decorations, and those things seemed to have an aura of wealth.

“These things are just placed in the temple and can be taken away at any time.

Being unpopular, not qualified, or unworthy are all reasons for taking it away."

Ling Rong didn't feel happy at all. She just ate the bowl of vegetarian porridge, as if filling her stomach was more important than these valuable items.

Zhaoshui originally thought that the young lady would be very happy to hear the emperor's concern, but he did not expect that the young lady was different from before, and no matter what the emperor did, it would no longer affect the young lady's emotions.

Lingrong didn't care about the emperor's sudden attention, but Concubine Hua cared very much.

She was even more angry when she heard the news Songzhi had found out. She couldn't understand how a little noble lady could be favored by the emperor.

Having sent so many good things over, there's no need to worry that this clumsy country girl from the countryside will smash them all.

"My lady, I heard that the imperial physician was called in by Chengqian Palace last night. I guess the baby in Lady An's belly is unstable again."

Songzhi's voice was as gentle as before, but it annoyed Concubine Hua. "She was often uncomfortable during pregnancy, and the baby was born to be sickly."

Songzhi nodded immediately. Seeing that her master looked very unhappy, she went over and massaged Concubine Hua's legs.

"The emperor cares most about the queen, but there are too few heirs in the palace, so the emperor has to pay more attention to the noble lady An.

Your Majesty has been taking fertility medication for a while now, so I'm sure there will be good news soon."

"I don't know if the medicine will work," Concubine Hua touched her belly and couldn't help but sigh when she mentioned the child, "Tell the kitchen to prepare the dishes that the emperor likes, especially the shark skin chicken soup. I want to watch it personally."

"My lady, the small kitchen is too smoky. I will go and keep an eye on it."

Concubine Hua shook her head. She always kept an eye on the dishes that the emperor liked, so that she could give the emperor the most delicious taste.

"Remember to go to the Yangxin Palace and invite the emperor over," Concubine Hua said sternly. She lowered her eyes and looked at Songzhi, "Make sure to invite him."

Although Songzhi agreed, she was not sure at all. After all, he was the king of a country, and how could a small servant like her influence him?

If I fail to invite her, I'm afraid the queen will be angry again and scold me severely.

Songzhi was worried the whole day, and when it was almost time for dinner, she went to the Yangxin Palace to invite the emperor to go to the Yiku Palace.

It’s a pity that today is the fifteenth day of the lunar month, and according to etiquette, the emperor has to go to the queen’s palace.

Songzhi said a lot of words about Concubine Hua missing the emperor, and asked Su Peisheng to convey them to the emperor.

But no amount of words of longing could shake the emperor's decision, and he eventually went to Jingren Palace.

Concubine Hua was naturally angry. She glared at Songzhi fiercely and no longer had the heart to stare at the kitchen.

The porcelain bottles and decorations in the hall were damaged again, and even the bowl of fertility medicine that was delivered was smashed to the ground.

After being angry, she felt uncontrollably sad. Concubine Hua wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes. She was jealous that the empress could become the emperor's wife, and she was also jealous that other concubines could become pregnant and gain the emperor's favor.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor wants to come to Yikun Palace, but the etiquette is like this, and the Emperor can't go against it."

Songzhi tried her best to comfort Concubine Hua. After all, Concubine Hua had no idea what the Emperor had said, so it would be harmless to say something that her mistress liked to hear.

“If it is because Your Majesty violated the etiquette, she will be overwhelmed by the petitions from the ministers of the previous dynasty.

We have to go to the Empress on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar month. But the Emperor came to our Yikun Palace with all his heart."

Songzhi's words were quite pleasant to the ears. Although Concubine Hua was still sad, she was finally calmed down.

It’s a pity that those decorations have to be replaced again.

On the other hand, although the emperor went to Jingren Palace, he was not very happy with the meals he ate.

The Queen was very methodical. When the Emperor used just a little more of the old duck soup, she repeatedly dissuaded him from drinking even one more sip.

But the emperor was not a rule-abiding person at heart. Being blocked by the queen, he became even more dissatisfied. He put down his chopsticks and did not want to look at the queen even once more.

"If the emperor likes it, I will order someone to make it tomorrow," the queen saw that the emperor was unhappy, so she had to soften her tone and gesture, "The old duck soup is stewed in the stove every day, just waiting for the emperor to come and have a taste."

If it was a concubine that the emperor liked, these words would be considered coquettish, and the emperor would be happy to put aside his attitude and continue eating.

But the emperor had long lost any feelings for the queen and only regarded her as a talking decoration.

Those words that the Queen wanted to express her care and intentions were regarded as invitations to favor by the Emperor, who even felt that the Queen was not dignified enough.

"The Queen is feeling better now, I hope."

Hearing that the emperor was concerned about her health, the queen immediately smiled gently, and her tone was rare and gentle, "I am feeling much better, but I still need to take some medicine to strengthen my body.

It was my carelessness that caused His Majesty to worry."

These words were particularly familiar, as if Ling Rong had said the same thing last night.

The emperor's suspicion of the queen was aroused once again. He counted the beads impatiently and looked at the queen with even more annoyance.

"When Lady An returned to the palace yesterday, she almost fell off the sedan chair."

"Is Concubine An okay?" The Queen looked horrified, as if she knew nothing about this matter. "Why didn't anyone tell me that Concubine An was pregnant with the Emperor's heir? How could the people below be so careless?"

"Is it because I am careless? I think someone is plotting against me."