If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

Lingrong sat down at the door of Qingliang Palace and couldn't stand up anymore. Baoque saw that Lingrong didn't come back for dinner and came out to look for her.

Baoque saw Lingrong in a light blue dress sitting on a stone by the roadside in a mess from a distance. Her hair was messy and sweat was running down her cheeks. Juqing was sobbing and squatting beside her, massaging her legs. She also heard Lingrong say with a smile, "Don't cry, I haven't cried yet."

"My lady, why don't you go back yet? Why...?" Baoque asked in confusion.

"Why am I so miserable? Let's talk about it after we go back. I can't walk anymore, you go and get my sedan chair first." Ling Rong said tearfully. She really wanted to cry now. Damn, this is the superior. It's as easy for Concubine Hua to punish her as slapping her right hand. It seems that she needs to restrain herself recently.

Bao Que immediately ran back after receiving the order. Ju Qing behind him shouted, "Don't forget to call a doctor."

I don’t know if Baoque heard it, but I saw her running away.

"Okay, Juqing, stop crying. You're crying and I want to cry too." Lingrong really wanted to cry. Although she was a legitimate daughter at home, she had many sisters, and her mother didn't favor her, and her father didn't like her either. When she first entered the palace and met Zhen Huan, she thought she had really met sisters who could depend on each other, but later she found that Zhen Huan just thought she was a helper. Later, she fell into the hands of the queen and became a chess piece in her hands. In the eyes of the emperor, she was just like a house sparrow.

Even after being reborn, she was mentally prepared and understood them all, but she still could do nothing in the face of power. Now she could do nothing but endure when she met Hua Fei. The grievances and unwillingness she had experienced in two lives burst out at this moment. She thought she could be transparent, she thought she could live a stable life with her own means, she thought she could easily control others, but in the end... Lingrong smiled bitterly.

"My lady, don't cry anymore. Concubine Hua is used to being domineering. Let's report to the Emperor and the Empress." Ju Qing was crying so hard that she couldn't stop. When she looked up, she saw Lingrong also crying silently. She panicked for a moment and hurried to comfort Lingrong.

"I'm fine. Please ask for leave from the Queen Mother tomorrow and tell her that I caught a cold from the wind today." Ling Rong was very sad and didn't want to get up tomorrow. She wanted to cry to her heart's content at night.

"My lady, aren't you going to report the truth?" Ju Qing didn't understand why she didn't say anything. Her own lady was favored, so even if she couldn't punish Concubine Hua, she should be able to reprimand her.

"Do you know why Concubine Hua regained her favor?" Ling Rong asked calmly as she looked at the sedan chair approaching from a distance.

"Isn't it because of the "Loudong Fu" that Concubine Hua recited at the banquet?" Although Juqing did not go to the banquet that day, Concubine Hua recited a poem at the banquet, and Concubine Hua went to bed with him that night after the banquet. She knew these things.

"Haha, although I don't know where the war is going on right now, the fact that Hua Fei is favored again must mean that the war is getting intense, and the Emperor doesn't want to divide General Nian's heart because of this." Ling Rong sneered and continued softly, "Besides, the Emperor is a nostalgic person. Hua Fei has been with the Emperor for many years in the palace, and the Emperor has ignored her for a long time just because he has no way out."

As they were talking, the sedan chair arrived. Juqing and Baoque helped Lingrong get on the sedan chair. Lingrong first instructed Juqing, "Recently, everyone in Anlan Garden has been asked to behave themselves. I have even been disciplined by Concubine Hua. If you behave yourself outside and they catch you, I'm afraid I won't be able to save you."

"And I'll just have some white porridge tonight, I really have no appetite." Ling Rong leaned on the sedan chair and closed her eyes to rest. She was so tired that she didn't want to move at all. Her hands were red from being whipped, and her body was also whipped a few times. It was only when Ling Rong secretly stuffed a golden melon seed into her mouth when the nanny approached that she showed mercy and the whipping was lighter. These people were so shrewd that although the whipping was loud, it didn't hurt much.