An Lingrong's Rebirth: Red

Zhaoshui took the prescription, wrote it down carefully, then lit the candle and burned the paper completely.

After all, this prescription is going to be used to do some dirty things, and the master's handwriting cannot be left behind casually, as it will become irrefutable evidence if something goes wrong.

What Zhaoshui had to do now was to make the source of the herbs as vague as possible. She decided to follow Aunt Fangjing and learn the properties of each herb one by one, and then go to the Imperial Hospital to find herbs under the pretext of different illnesses.

However, Aunt Fangjing only knows a limited amount, and this will take longer to gather all the medicines, so they may not be used right now.

"My lady, if you want to get these medicines in a short time, I'm afraid it will leave traces. But I thought about it and it would be more difficult to be discovered if I take the medicines in batches, but..."

"That's fine," Ling Rong knew Zhao Shui's concerns. Since she didn't have a deep foundation in the palace, she naturally didn't dare to just find an imperial physician to get all the herbs. "Just slowly gather them together. I'll have other uses for them by then. The plan now is to find a way to let Concubine Hua know about this prescription."

Ling Rong suddenly remembered that Concubine Hua had asked her for the pills made by He Anming before. If Concubine Hua knew that a certain concubine in the palace became pregnant with the help of this prescription, she would naturally find ways to find her out.

Now, the only one who has the prescription and wants to get pregnant is Fu Changzai. It seems that the role of using medicine to have a child has to be played by her.

"Make an appointment for me with Fu Changzai, and go to Xifeng for a walk tomorrow to see the view of Huagang and Guanyu."

Zhaoshui agreed quickly and got things done quickly. When Lingrong went to Xifeng Xiuse the next day, she saw Fu Changzai already waiting at the door.

"Your concubine greets you, Your Excellency. May you be blessed with good health and good health." Fu Changzai bowed. She now changed her tone and no longer called herself a servant.

Lingrong understood her little thoughts very well. She thought that with the prescription, she felt that as long as she got pregnant, she would be promoted to a noble lady or even a concubine, and she would no longer need to be so cautious to please herself.

But Lingrong didn't care whether she called herself a slave or a concubine. Anyway, Fuzi would not be content with just being a maid, and her tail would be up to the sky sooner or later.

The two of them walked into Xifengxiuse without saying a word. Fu Changzai followed Lingrong, looking at Ziyulan all the way, and finally stopped at the riverside hall of Hanyunzhai.

Fu Changzai had no idea what Lingrong was trying to say, and she was getting anxious the whole way. When she saw Lingrong finally stop, she couldn't wait to speak, "Noble An asked me to come here, didn't she really want to see this waterfall?"

Ling Rong glanced at Fu Zi and sat down. The splashing sound of the waterfall was quite loud. "What else do you want me to ask you to do?"

The sound of the water was loud, and Lingrong's voice was quiet, so Fuzi could only sit next to Lingrong and get closer. "Could it be that the nobleman wants to ask about the prescription?"

"You've only been taking it for a few days. Even if it's effective, you can't detect it by taking my pulse."

"That……"

"Wouldn't it be nice to just watch the waterfall peacefully? The waterfall plunges three thousand feet straight down, and it looks like the Milky Way falling from the sky. You must have learned this poem before."

Fuzi opened her mouth. She had of course learned Li Bai's poem View of the Waterfall at Mount Lu. The emperor had taught her how to write these two lines of poetry, and said that he would let her see the thousand-foot waterfall if he had the chance.

But now, Zhen Huan is back, and the Emperor has never come to see him again.

"I really don't know what's so good about Concubine Zhen. Just because she can read a few lines of poetry, can she win the emperor's favor?"

Seeing that Fuzi had taken the bait, Lingrong no longer concealed her intention to sow discord between Fuzi and Zhen Huan. "Zhen Changzai has her own abilities, so it's not surprising that she's favored. You've been favored for quite a while, haven't you?"

"...She has an ambiguous relationship with the prince, how can she be sincere to the emperor?" Fuzi rolled her eyes with disdain, her pretty face full of sarcasm, "I don't know what kind of foxy tricks she used to harm the heir to the throne and still come out and walk around so brazenly."

Lingrong just nodded. It seemed that she didn't need to instigate him any further. Fuzi had long been resentful of Zhen Huan, but she had no means to gain favor, nor had she thought of a way to harm Zhen Huan.

"Noble Lady An hasn't been favored since she entered the garden," Fuzi was not so stupid that she knew how to stir up Lingrong's resentment towards Zhen Huan. "Concubine Zhen killed Noble Lady's child. Doesn't Noble Lady hate her?"

"You are quite thoughtful," Ling Rong looked at Fu Zi with a new respect, "No wonder the Queen thinks highly of you, but... when they paid respects to each other a few days ago, both Zhen Changzai and Xia Changzai stayed at Wuling Chunse.

I think Concubine Zhen is now on the same side as you and the Queen. There is no need to test me like this."

Fuzi's eyes widened when she heard Lingrong's words. She obviously didn't know that Zhen Huan was in touch with the Queen.

"The emperor's favor is gone, and the queen's support is also gone. Holding a prescription that I don't know if it can make me pregnant, I really think I can guarantee a lifetime of wealth and glory."

These words were spoken so bluntly that even Fukuko, who was always used to being ridiculed, was shocked by them.

After all, this master is usually gentle and has never shown such a mocking look.

Ling Rong looked at Fu Zi's dazed expression and couldn't help but sneer. She turned her head to look at the waterfall, leaving Fu Zi to think about whatever she wanted.

After a while, Fuzi finally spoke slowly. She clenched her fists and said with a gritted teeth, "Only one of us can stay."

Oh, it seems you are not stupid. Lingrong turned his back to Fuzi, smiling happily, but turned his head and frowned again, "That's between you two, don't tell me what you mean."

"Don't pretend, Lady An, I don't believe you don't hate Zhen Huan." Fuzi grabbed Ling Rong's wrist, got in front of her and glared at her, "She killed your child, don't you hate her?!"

Ling Rong pulled back her arm, but she didn't expect that Fu Zi's arm was so strong that she couldn't break free after struggling for a long time.

"So what if I hate her? Do you think you can kill her just because I help you gain favor?"

"I can." Fuzi held Lingrong's wrist tightly, her nails almost scratched Lingrong's wrist and left bloody marks, "As long as you help me, I can kill her."

Lingrong was in so much pain that she shook her arms vigorously, finally causing Fuzi to stagger and taking her hand back.

She touched the red mark on her wrist, holding back her anger and wanting to vent, "What are you crazy about! You look down on her and use some tricks, but how dare you kill someone casually."

"There is a piece of news, but I'm afraid Lady An doesn't know it yet." Fuzi still had a smile on his face, his eyes were frighteningly bright, "That Huanbi is Zhen Yuandao's illegitimate daughter."

This Huanbi is actually Zhen Huan's sister. No wonder Zhen Huan treats her so well and even gives Huanbi the Floating Light Brocade that he gave her in his previous life.

This has always been a thorn in Lingrong's heart. Even though Huanbi is Zhen Huan's biological sister, Zhen Huan should not give the gift she gave her to someone else.

She, Zhen Huan, is the most favored by the Emperor, and there are countless materials more precious than Fu Guang Jin. Why would she give the ones she gave herself to Huanbi?

"So what if she's an illegitimate daughter? She's just a child of a mistress with no official status."

"What if Huanbi's mother is the daughter of a criminal?"

Ling Rong admitted that she was indeed shocked by the news. He married the daughter of a shameful criminal, gave birth to a shameful daughter, and even made his illegitimate daughter a slave. This Zhen Yuandao was truly an extraordinary person.

No wonder, the way Huanbi behaves, she thinks she is a lady from a wealthy family, looking down on everyone, and even dares to interrupt when paying respects, mocking Shen Meiyu for not being favored as much as Zhen Huan.

I once vaguely mentioned this Huanbi to Concubine Tian. So much time has passed, and I thought I hadn't found out any information. It turns out that the Queen had suppressed it.

"The Queen must have known this news. If I'm not mistaken, the Queen will not allow you to make a fuss about this now."

Unexpectedly, Lingrong could accurately guess the Queen's intention. Fuzi was a little suspicious for a moment that An Lingrong had also defected to the Queen.

"Mr. An... your guess is correct."

"Then I advise you to think of another way." Ling Rong stood up suddenly, looking down at Fu Zi, and finally gave one more word of advice, "Otherwise, you will die together with Zhen Huan.

You have learned the stunning dance, the sky is blue and boundless, and dancing by the water will surely please the emperor."

Lingrong didn't wait for Fuzi to reply, and left the open hall to find Zhaoshui who was waiting there, and left Xifeng Xiuse before Fuzi.

However, I never expected to see Shen Meizhuang and Zhen Huan near Shuimu Mingse.

Yuedi Yunju and Bitong Academy are indeed far apart, but when the two of them were touring the garden, they would not have walked near Shuimu Mingse, right? Could it be that... they were also going to Xifeng to enjoy the beautiful scenery?

"Hello, Lady Shen." Lingrong and Shen Meizhuang bowed to each other, holding hands, which seemed like they were good sisters.

However, Zhen Huan just smiled and didn't show any intention of greeting Ling Rong.

Ling Rong glanced at her, but she pretended not to notice and talked with Shen Meiyu about how beautiful the scenery of the Old Summer Palace was.

On the contrary, Liu Zhu beside her sensibly bowed. But Ling Rong did not call her out, instead, she smiled and praised Liu Zhu, "Miss Liu Zhu is very polite and courteous. I think Zhen and Chang have trained her well in their daily life."

When Zhen Huan heard An Lingrong's sarcastic words, she knew that she was referring to something she had not done before. Zhen Huan looked at Shen Meizhuang and squatted down to salute Lingrong with a helpless look on her face.

"Greetings to Noble Lady An." If you ignore the reluctant expression, there is nothing wrong with Zhen Huan's greeting.

Lingrong was the most petty-minded. Seeing that Zhen Huan was unwilling, she deliberately did not call her immediately, "Sister Shen is free today and has time to visit this garden."

"Huan'er wanted to visit the garden, so I accompanied her out." Shen Meizhuang deliberately tilted her head and glanced at Zhen Huan who was squatting on the ground to pay her respects. "Why are you still being so formal?"

"Aren't we waiting for Lady An to call us?" Zhen Huan looked back at Shen Meizhuang, with a hint of pity between her eyebrows. "This is the rule, Sister Shen."

"I remember that Zhen Changzai used to call you Sister Mei. Suddenly she changed the address and it makes people feel uncomfortable." Ling Rong still didn't call you that. Instead, she targeted Zhen Huan's way of addressing Shen Meizhuang.

Shen Meizhuang seemed to have just realized this. She uttered an awkward "ah" and it took her a while to make amends for Zhen Huan, "Huan'er always calls me whatever she thinks of. Sometimes she even calls me Sister Meizhuang."

Ling Rong let out a meaningful "ah", just like she had just discovered Zhen Huan was still bowing, and hurriedly told Zhen Huan to get up. "Why are you still being so formal, Zhen Changzai? Hurry up and get up."

Zhen Huan then stood up and stood with Shen Meizhuang with a smile, "Sister An was so busy chatting with Sister Mei that she completely forgot I was here."

Lingrong didn't care how Zhen Huan portrayed her in front of Shen Meiyu. Anyway, she didn't want to treat these two people as sisters. Now she was in a very peaceful state of mind.

"Mrs. Zhen was the same, she was so busy chatting with Sister Shen that she forgot I was still here.

It seems that it’s Sister Shen’s fault that she’s too nice, which makes everyone want to chat with her more.”

Ling Rong gave Shen Meiyu a meaningful look, then made the excuse that she had something to do in the palace and wanted to leave first.

"Sister An, why don't we walk around the garden together?" For some reason, Zhen Huan stopped Ling Rong and said, "There have been many misunderstandings between you and me in the past, especially me. I owe you an apology."

Shen Meizhuang also nodded. She took Lingrong's hand and intertwined it with Zhen Huan's. "The days in the palace are long. It will be more interesting for the three of us sisters to be together."

Ling Rong smiled slightly and pulled her hand back. She blinked her eyes, as if she didn't know what Zhen Huan was talking about. "There is some misunderstanding between Zhen Changzai and me. It seems... there is only one fact."

"Sister An," Zhen Huan also pulled her hand back. She paused for a moment and said, "I don't blame you for what you did in Yongshou Palace."

It seems that Zhen Huan is really smart. She guessed that the haunted palace in Yongshou Palace was caused by her. But... I don’t want to forgive you, Zhen Huan.

"What happened in Yongshou Palace?" Ling Rong pretended to be confused. She held Shen Meizhuang's hand and asked, "What happened in Yongshou Palace? Does Sister Shen know?"

Shen Meizhuang didn't know how to speak, so she could only look at Zhen Huan, indicating that Zhen Huan should explain herself.

"When I was under house arrest, some people in Yongshou Palace used the stories of ghosts and gods to do scary things like revenge of infant spirits. Was it arranged by Sister An?" Zhen Huan spoke with certainty, as if she had seen Ling Rong ordering the palace servants to do this with her own eyes.

Lingrong was not angry, after all, she was indeed the one who did it, but that didn't mean she had to admit it.

"Without any basis, she is just speculating and trying to accuse someone. How can the daughter of the Junior Official of the Dali Temple be so arbitrary?

Also, the revenge of the baby spirit... Zhen Changzai still remembers that there was baby blood on her hands. "

Zhen Huan wanted to say something, but Ling Rong interrupted her immediately. She patted Shen Meizhuang's hand and said meaningfully, "I won't disturb you while you're visiting the garden. I have some things to deal with in the palace."

Finally, Lingrong deliberately leaned close to Shen Meizhuang's ear and whispered something.

"Sister Shen, I'm leaving first."