An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

"Sister," Jingpin and Zhaoshui helped Lingrong lie down together. As soon as she touched the pillow, she hurriedly grabbed Jingpin's hand, "Sister, you came at midnight. Lingrong is very grateful."

"Silly sister, what is there to apologize for?" Jingpin sighed, "I heard that you were summoned to Suiyuxuan by the emperor, and I have been feeling uneasy, but I never thought it would be such a big deal."

"The incident happened suddenly, and even my younger sister couldn't think of any way to protect herself. It's enough for my elder sister to be truly worried about Lingrong."

But then, Ling Rong changed the subject, motioning Jingpin to lower her head, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "The musk deer in Ledao Hall was put there by Baojuan, and Baojuan has been to Xianfu Palace before, so you must be careful when you go back, sister."

Jingpin was smart and figured out the trick immediately. She gave Lingrong a reassuring look and then stood up to pull the quilt for her.

"Don't worry, I will find a way to check Xianfu Palace in the next few days."

"Sister, you came to see me today and put yourself in danger. You must be careful in the next few days, otherwise you may end up in the same situation as your sister."

Jingpin knew clearly that her arrival today would make everyone in the harem think that she was in league with Lingrong, but she was at the center of the incident of Zhen Huan losing her child, so she was not afraid of the subsequent measures.

However, the emperor's heart has been completely biased. Under the strong request of Concubine Wan, he will spare no effort to find out the person behind the scenes even if it causes turmoil in the harem.

But now no evidence has been found, and countless people have entered the Ministry of Punishment. People in the harem are in a panic, fearing that a bag of musk will appear in their arms at any time.

Therefore, the public was talking loudly about Concubine Wan, which overshadowed the condemnation of the real murderer. In addition, just the appearance of musk in the palace today caused a concubine to miscarry in the name of praying for blessings. How could the palace maids and eunuchs compare with their masters? Even if they found something, they dared not speak rashly. I guess the road to verification will only be more difficult.

"Sister knows that you must have hatred in your heart now, but no matter what, you must hold it back." Jingpin wiped away Lingrong's tears. "The emperor is ruthless but also loyal. He likes people who love him wholeheartedly and think about him the most. He will definitely feel pity and guilt for what you have suffered today. This is your chance, you must seize it."

Seeing Lingrong nod, Jingpin stood up, tidied her appearance, and asked Zhaoshui to take good care of Lingrong before she set off back to Xianfu Palace.

Not long after, Noble Lady Fucha also entered the inner room. She stood beside the bed and looked down at Lingrong. Her body blocked most of the light, making it difficult to see her face for a moment. Noble Lady Fucha lifted the curtain and looked at Lingrong through the gap. She had no intention of sitting down at all.

"Mr. Fucha, thank you for your help tonight..."

"You don't need to thank me. Without family background and status, you would be walking on thin ice in this harem, but..." Noble Lady Fucha stopped talking and turned her head to send Zhaoshui away, but the girl was very loyal and refused to go out no matter what.

Lingrong knew that Noble Lady Fucha would not strangle her to death in Ledao Hall, so she asked Zhaoshui to go out and make the bird's nest sent by the Queen into red date bird's nest, as she wanted to try it later.

Zhaoshui glanced at Noble Lady Fucha, who had a bad look on her face, a few more times, and finally responded with a "yes," and walked down, looking back every few steps.

Noble Lady Fucha asked Sang'er to go out and guard the door, and then she spoke again, "Musk has been found in Ledao Hall. If you want to protect yourself, just assume that Baojuan is Shen Meizhuang's person. Anyway, she has been to Xianfu Palace many times before. An agreed, I am right, right?"

Ling Rong remained silent. The scheme against Zhen Huan and Shen Meiyu had been set up in a chain. Even Baojuan's going to Shen Meiyu's palace to spread rumors could be used as evidence. At this point, what reason did she have to disagree with Noble Lady Fucha's request?

But there is still one thing she doesn't understand, why the Queen acted so quickly this time? You know, in her previous life, Concubine Hua was always the one who rushed to the front.

"I dare not disobey your suggestion, but I am quite curious about the person behind this. Could you tell me something?"

"I know what you are thinking. You just need to know that there are too many people in this palace who can't stand those coquettish people, and everyone is just going with the flow." Noble Lady Fucha stopped talking and refused to say more. Seeing that Lingrong accepted the proposal, she didn't want to stay any longer, and directly asked Sang'er to bring He Anming in to check Lingrong's pulse.

"Young Master An is fine now, but she needs to rest well after the miscarriage so as not to delay the birth of children in the future." He Anming looked at Ling Rong's blurry face through the curtain, his fingers still on her wrist. "In addition, Young Master needs to pay attention to keeping warm in the future, otherwise her knees and elbows will hurt when the cold wind blows in the cold winter."

Seeing Ling Rong remained silent for a long time, He Anming thought she was worried. After glancing at Noble Lady Fucha's expression, he comforted her, "Don't worry, Miss An. As long as you take good care of her, she won't get sick."

Noble Lady Fucha seemed to have noticed Lingrong's low mood. Although her tone was impatient, she still spoke to comfort her stiffly, "Don't worry, my imperial physician in the Fucha family is absolutely top-notch in medical skills. I won't let you become a cripple."

Upon hearing this, He Anming withdrew his hand from taking the pulse, wiped the non-existent sweat from his forehead, and responded with a repeated yes.

"Thank you, Lady Fucha, and thank you, Imperial Physician He." Ling Rong seemed to be in great pain, and her voice was trembling as she spoke, "It's just... I have a stomachache right now, and I don't know how to relieve it."

"Master An, this is your body expelling blood stasis, so you are experiencing pain. It will probably take about three days for it to disappear."

Ling Rong was in so much pain that her head and face were covered in sweat. She felt that the pain was no less than that of menstruation. She didn't have the energy to continue chatting with the two.

Noble Lady Fucha knew that she was upset, so she didn't make it difficult for her anymore. She told He Anming to prescribe some good medicine, and then she went back to the main hall to catch up on her sleep. Poor Xia Dongchun, who had been waiting for a long time, didn't have time to say a few words to Lingrong before being persuaded to leave by Zhaoshui.

After tossing and turning for the entire night, the pain gradually faded away until dawn. Ling Rong cursed in her heart a thousand times, wishing that both the Emperor and Zhen Huan would feel the same pain.

Early the next morning, guards were stationed outside Ledao Hall. No one could enter or leave Ledao Hall without the emperor's pardon.

Fortunately, Baoque went to the Imperial Hospital last night and brought back enough medicinal materials to ensure that Lingrong could take good care of herself during her period. Since Baojuan entered the Ministry of Punishment, there were even fewer people in Ledao Hall. Baoque and Baojuan had a better relationship, and she was always alone, holding the sachets embroidered by Lingrong for them and staring blankly.

Ling Rong wanted to have a chat with the people serving her in the palace, but her health delayed it. At this moment, no matter whether Baoque and Xiaochizi were someone else's hidden pawns, she had to act like she relied on them and even thanked them. After all, the two of them were running around for her, and she couldn't let the servants down.

After a few days, Lingrong was well again. She wanted to use this opportunity to have a good chat with a few people, but she didn't expect that the emperor would bring Concubine Wan over first.

Lingrong had to take a brief rest, and in order to look paler, she asked Zhaoshui to put on some bright makeup.

She had been waiting in the main hall for a long time, and when the emperor arrived, she invited him and Concubine Wan to sit at the top seats. The two people accepted Lingrong's greetings with peace of mind, but this time they did not make things difficult and immediately called for help.

"How is Sister An?"

"In reply to Concubine Wan, I'm much better now." Lingrong was no longer interested in pretending to be a loving sister with Concubine Wan in front of the Emperor. She kept saying "An" when punishing her, and now she calls her "Sister An" again. I wonder if Zhen Huan will feel hypocritical when she speaks up.

But the emperor, whose full attention was on Concubine Wan, raised his eyebrows in displeasure when he heard Lingrong's distant reply. He glanced at Lingrong and saw her face, which looked even paler and more fragile because of her makeup, and immediately swallowed back the scolding in his heart.

"I heard from Imperial Doctor He that you need to take some more time to recover, so I decided not to release you from house arrest..."

Before the emperor finished speaking, Lingrong immediately responded with a "yes", choking back the emperor's two hypocritical words of comfort.

"Sister An is still blaming me," Zhen Huan walked over and held Ling Rong's hand, as if they were very good sisters, "Sister was also wrong at the time, and she regretted it afterwards."

"Yes, Wanwan cried until she fainted after hearing Su Peisheng's report. It can be seen that she is truly repentant." Seeing that Lingrong remained silent, the emperor simply spoke up and gave her some advice. He did not want his favorite concubine to suffer any grievances.

"This child came quietly, and even I was unaware of it. How can I blame you?" Ling Rong raised a bitter smile, "I can only blame myself for not being able to take good care of him and protect him. I was not able to experience the joy of being a mother, and he left."

Zhen Huan, your child is not the only one who is highly anticipated. My child, An Lingrong's, is also worthy of love and anticipation. His mother always has a reason to cry.

Not only Zhen Huan, but even the Emperor fell silent. He seemed to finally realize that another child had left him, and this child was not murdered, nor was he lost because of his mother's neglect of him, but because of his acquiescence.

At this moment he finally seemed to be moved. He took his eyes away from Zhen Huan and fixed them on another concubine who also received his special treatment.

But Ling Rong had no intention of letting the atmosphere linger here, and instead took the initiative to change the subject, "Your Majesty and Concubine Wan came here today, but have you found out anything about Bao Juan's matter?"

Zhen Huan nodded, but her mood was not very high. "Bao Juan said that it was Sister Mei who ordered her to do it. She did not change her words even after going to the Ministry of Punishment."

Although Ling Rong had known this result for a long time, she still showed surprise on her face, "But Bao Juan usually serves me very attentively, and she has not done anything unusual."

"I don't know who instructed her to slander Sister Mei like this." Zhen Huan held Ling Rong's hand tightly and observed Ling Rong's expression while saying this.

Unexpectedly, Ling Rong's face did not show any strangeness, but instead showed a look of solidarity, "Yes, Sister Mei is the kindest person. Maybe she helped Bao Juan before, so she was taken advantage of by someone with ulterior motives."

After the investigation, Shen Meizhuang's suspicion is getting heavier and heavier. How can she clear herself just by relying on Zhen Huan's trust?

At this point, the harem is in turmoil. If the investigation continues forcefully, it will only make people uneasy. Even a smart person like Zhen Huan can only grit her teeth and plead with the emperor to temporarily stop the investigation in order to save Shen Meiyu.

"Wanwan has suffered this time, and I want to compensate her by promoting her to Wanpin. However, Wanwan has refused because she is upset about Ronger's loss of her son." The emperor looked at Lingrong, as if he hoped that she would take the initiative to speak so that Zhen Huan's promotion would not give others a reason to criticize her.

Ling Rong had never thought that these two people could embarrass her again and again, and now they even walked into her territory, asking her to speak generously and say that the miscarriage had nothing to do with Zhen Huan, so that her promotion to Zhen Huan would not have any bad reputation.

No wonder one of them kept calling her sister, while the other humbled herself and called her Rong'er.

"Then congratulations to my sister on her promotion. You have to call her Wanpin from now on."

Seeing that Lingrong was not unhappy at all, the emperor also gave a rare smile. Zhen Huan had just sat back beside him when she was pulled by the hand, "Rong'er has spoken, is our Wanpin at ease now?"

Zhen Huan nodded and called the emperor shyly. "Your Majesty, don't forget Sister An."

"Yes, Rong'er has suffered this time, so it is time for some good news to happen. You should be promoted to a concubine."

Lingrong bowed and saluted, but she was not at all happy about her position as a concubine.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, the emperor lost interest in staying any longer. He simply ordered that there was no need to keep the concubine under house arrest, and left with the newly promoted Concubine Wan.

Zhaoshui looked at Lingrong's face which suddenly turned gloomy, and she couldn't say anything to congratulate her. She just felt that the emperor was extremely cruel to make the young lady so sad.

"Zhao Shui, prepare some gifts and thank the eunuch who helped me in Zhongcui Palace."

Not only the eunuch, but also Zhaoshui, Baoque and Xiaochizi gave generous rewards. She even prepared a portion for Baojuan, asking Baoque to help deliver it to Baojuan's family in the palace when they had the chance.

Baoque was deeply moved by this behavior. With red eyes, she thanked Baojuan on her behalf. She did not expect that even though Baojuan betrayed her master, the master was willing to forgive her and even prepared some money for Baojuan's family.

"My lady, Sister Baojuan must have been coerced by someone. No matter what, she will never do anything to let you down."

In her heart, Lingrong was actually very happy to get rid of Baojuan, but this was a good opportunity to win people's hearts, so she naturally would not let it go.

"Baojuan is a good person, but I am of low status and cannot redress her grievances." Lingrong pretended to wipe away the non-existent tears from the corners of her eyes, looking as if she really treated these girls as her relatives.

Baoque was young and easily believed these pretenses. He repeatedly expressed his loyalty to Lingrong, and even Xiaochizi stood by and agreed with him.

"Now that I have been promoted, new people will come in in a few days. Baoque, Xiaochizi, although you two are not brought from home by me like Zhaoshui, you are no different from Zhaoshui in my eyes." She took Baoque's hand and took out a scent bag embroidered with flowers. "Only a few of us have this thing. Do you understand?"

"My lord, I now understand."

Ling Rong heard the two's responses and her smile deepened. Regardless of whether they were sincere or not, these two were always more reliable than the newcomer.

Although she has been promoted to a higher level now, she is not very noticeable. The eyes of everyone in the harem are still on Zhen Huan, and the suffering that Zhen Huan has endured is definitely much greater than hers.