If An Lingrong was reborn before the draft

In order not to reveal her flaws, Concubine Hua tried her best to pretend that nothing had happened, and appeared in front of everyone as arrogant and domineering as usual.

But some things are different after all.

She wanted to take revenge on the emperor, revenge him for deceiving her for so long, revenge him for killing her child for the throne, but she didn't know how to do it, and she couldn't tell anyone about this.

In Yongshou Palace, Ling Rong was leaning on a table on the small couch, bored, watching the wet nurse coaxing the Seventh Prince into babbling. The Seventh Prince was already four and a half months old, and he was no longer just eating, drinking, sleeping and pooping like before. Now he had plenty of energy to make you want to play with him.

Originally, people in the palace raised children mainly by starving them. They would not let them eat enough, so that they would not have problems such as indigestion and indigestion. Moreover, if they were not full, they would lack energy, and if they were lacking energy, they would not have the energy to make trouble, so they would look better that way.

However, the above situations mostly apply to princesses and princes who are raised in the prince's residence and are treated like this. With someone like Lingrong taking care of them personally, few servants dare to starve them, and of course they will not let them eat too much.

Just when Lingrong was daydreaming and counting the number of children in the palace, she suddenly remembered that Concubine Hua once had a child, and now she has no children because she has been using Huanyixiang. Lingrong then had a question: if she stopped using Huanyixiang, would she be able to have children?

Thinking of this, Ling Rong asked someone to prepare some spices for her. She wanted to try it out. "Ju Qing, help me prepare some spices."

"My lady, do you want to make incense? We still have Bingning incense. Do you want to make other incense?" Ju Qing said as she prepared paper and pen for Ling Rong.

Ling Rong took it and wrote down more than 20 spices and herbs on the paper, some of which were used to make a substitute for Huan Yi incense, and some were used to make other spices. "A few days ago, I saw a kind of incense in a storybook, which was said to be cooler than Bing Ning incense. I want to try to see if I can replicate it."

"Can the storybook be taken seriously?" Ju Qing was a little curious. She didn't believe in the storybook, but she believed in her mistress's superb incense-making skills.

"I don't know," Ling Rong smiled calmly, "You'll know if you try. If you don't try, it will never come true!" She was so indifferent because her purpose was not here.

Juqing brought the written paper to her lips and blew on it. After the ink dried, she folded it and put it in her arms, so that she could pick it up when she went to the Imperial Household Department later.

Ju Qing went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs, because she had saved Xia Dongchun's life and was indebted to the Xia family, so she was taken care of by the Xia family. Thinking of this, she felt relieved, and that way, the chief steward Xia would find a way to help her collect some uncommon spices in the recipe.

Suddenly she remembered that she had promised to help Xia Dongchun survive, and thought that now was the time. Xia Dongchun had been moved out of the Yanxi Palace and lived in a remote palace for two years without going out. Now the palace almost forgot that there was such a person. Now was the best time for Xia Dongchun to escape.

Ling Rong called Xiao Shu'er, who had not appeared for a long time, to help her deal with Xia Dongchun's affairs. Although Zhang Qilin was more experienced and skilled in handling affairs, Zhang Qilin and Li Ma were both the emperor's people, so Ling Rong did not dare to act rashly. Therefore, this kind of confidential matter could only be done by her own people.

After dinner, the Ministry of Internal Affairs delivered the spices that Lingrong requested. Lingrong was very satisfied and asked Juqing to see them.

"Thank you very much, father-in-law. I'll treat you to some tea." Ju Qing stuffed a purse into his hand while saying this.

The young eunuch wanted to decline politely, but Lingrong asked him to accept it. When hiring people, you have to be generous, otherwise why would they help you?