An Lingrong is reborn, the reorganized team is killing like crazy

"My lady, you are sweating. Your pajamas are soaked with sweat. Let me get you new pajamas to change into. When I was a child, I often heard my mother say that once you sweat when you have a fever, you are almost cured. You will be fine." Juqing took the teacup from An Lingrong's hand, which she had only taken two sips of. Seeing that An Lingrong had sweat on her neck, she spoke.

An Lingrong looked at Juqing in front of her, feeling deeply moved. In her previous life, her suspicion, her caution, and her cruelty had ruined this girl's life.

"I'll listen to you." An Lingrong replied softly. Ju Qing's face showed joy after hearing that. She turned around, put down the teacup, and went to get her pajamas.

"Put it down, I'll do it myself." An Lingrong said, and Ju Qing nodded and lowered the curtain.

"Juqing, what day is it today? Why do I suddenly have a fever?" An Lingrong changed into her pajamas and asked outside.

"My lady, today is September 18th, the day you and the other ladies will have their first audience with the Queen. Baojuan said you were frightened today. Master Zhang just came and said that as long as you take the medicine on time, you will be well soon."

Juqing folded up the gauze curtain. Although she was puzzled as to why the young lady asked such a question, she did not say anything. After that, she went to pack up the pajamas that An Lingrong had changed out of.

Yes, it was indeed this day. When An Lingrong woke up, she thought about the noise outside and came up with this guess: today should be the day when Xia Dongchun was given a beating of ten feet by Concubine Hua.

In her previous life, she was indeed frightened by this incident, and Zhen Huan said that she saw a dead person in the well. Although she did not see that horrifying scene, she was just a girl who had just arrived in Beijing. How could she have seen such a scene where a single sentence could take a person's life? Not to mention that she had just been frightened and then heard that someone had died in the well...

Not surprisingly, she developed a fever that night.

But at that time she felt that she had little influence and her family background was not impressive enough, so she was always afraid that these noble ladies would look down on her.

She was afraid that they would use this incident to laugh at her for being cowardly and lacking the courage and bravery that a lady from a noble family should have, so she gritted her teeth and endured it, and did not let anyone in the room go and call the imperial physician.

That time, it was probably because my sense of presence was so low that no one actually noticed that I was sick during those few days.

At that time, An Lingrong was glad that she had kept it a secret and had not let those people look down on her. Now thinking about it, she realized how ridiculous she was. For the sake of a face that no one cared about, she even ignored her own body...

But! Why did she have to return to this time? Why couldn't she have returned earlier? Why did she have to enter the palace? !

Oh! Fate! Why can't it be on her side even once?!

An Lingrong closed her eyes again. After all, the bitterness of bitter almonds was not as bitter as her own life.

Life! Yes!

God made her reborn at this time. Was it fate telling her that she had to fight against fate this time? !

Yes, it must be!

This time, she must drag down all those who used her as a pawn or a toy into the dust! She also wants to live her life to her heart's content!

"Juqing." An Lingrong pulled back her thoughts and called out to Juqing who had just come in after delivering pajamas.

"What's wrong, young lady?" Ju Qing took a few quick steps and came to An Lingrong. Seeing that the corner of An Lingrong's quilt was loose, she tucked the quilt in for An Lingrong and said.

"Juqing, you are eighteen this year, right?" An Lingrong looked at Juqing who was kneeling in front of the couch and tucked in the corners of the quilt for her, and recalled the scene in her previous life when Zhen Huan pointed her to her.

"My lady, I just turned eighteen on the ninth day of last month." Ju Qing didn't understand why Lady An suddenly asked this, so she could only lower her head and answer.

"Is there anyone else in your family?" An Lingrong held Ju Qing's hand and motioned for her to get up.

"My lady, my parents died early, and I have an older brother and a younger sister at home." Ju Qing stood up, still keeping her head down, and answered truthfully.

"Are they all okay?" An Lingrong's tone was as relaxed as if she was chatting casually, and it was impossible to tell the purpose of her question.

"Thanks to the young lady, everything is fine at home." Ju Qing lowered her head and was a little nervous. She carefully raised her head to glance at An Lingrong. Seeing that her face was relatively kind, the tension in her heart was mostly relieved.

"Well, it's good as long as my family is well." An Lingrong nodded and murmured to herself.

"Eighteen years old. According to the palace rules, palace maids can leave the palace and go home when they turn twenty-five. What are your plans, Juqing?" An Lingrong raised her head and looked at Juqing, who was still lowering her head. She raised her thin lips slightly, and her tone was still gentle.

"My lady, I will follow your instructions in everything." After hearing this, Ju Qing knelt down again.

"Why are you kneeling again? Get up quickly. I don't mean anything else. Just think we are just chatting." An Lingrong was about to get up to help Juqing. Juqing knelt down and took two steps forward to support An Lingrong: "My lady, you are still sick..."

"Get up and come to me." An Lingrong leaned back on the soft pillow and stretched out her hand to Juqing. Juqing then held An Lingrong's hand and knelt beside the bed.

"Juqing, I promise you, after you turn twenty-fifth, if you want to leave the palace and return home, I will definitely fulfill your wish."

An Lingrong patted Juqing's hand with a sincere tone. Her words came from her heart. Although she, An Lingrong, was not a good person, she was not like that in her last life, and might be even worse in this life.

But in her previous life, she had caused the girl in front of her to die in vain in her hands. In this life, she wanted to set her free.

"Thank you for your grace, my lady." Ju Qing was very excited when she heard An Lingrong say this, but she did not dare to show any joy on her face. She still knelt down and kowtowed three times to An Lingrong, her tone choking with sobs that could not be concealed.

"Hurry up and get up. Juqing, you have been in the palace longer than me, so you must understand some things. In this deep palace, only when the master and servant are of one mind can they go far." An Lingrong looked into Juqing's eyes and said every word. Juqing's eyes brightened up during these words.

An Lingrong looked at Juqing's expression and knew that she was also a smart person, so she felt relieved.

"Although I came from Suiyuxuan, please believe me, my lady, since I have followed you, I will be yours in life and in death..."

"Pooh, pooh, pooh, stop saying such unlucky things. Get up, I believe you." An Lingrong interrupted Juqing.

An Lingrong, who lived a new life, of course knew that Baojuan, who had always been by her side in her previous life and whom she thought was the only person in the deep palace who was sincere to her, was actually the queen's spy.

How could Ju Qing, who had just come to her side, be as loyal to her as she said? But she was the only person she could use at the moment.

"My lord, please let me finish what I want to say. Although I have not read much, I know the word 'loyalty' and I understand the principle that the master and servant share the same fate. My lord, please believe in my loyalty." Ju Qing looked at An Lingrong with a firm gaze, then took a step back and knelt down.