An Lingrong's Rebirth: I will not offend others unless they offend me

However, her kick was a little subtle. When An Lingrong, who had pounced on the emperor, looked up, she caught a glimpse of a fan with a cold glow flying towards her at high speed.

An Lingrong felt uneasy at the banquet, so she deliberately dressed thicker than usual.

So she made up her mind and stood up straight.

But before she could stand firmly, she felt a thick cloth covering her head like a dark cloud, instantly shrouding her world in darkness.

This sudden change caused her to throw herself forward and fall into a warm embrace.

An Lingrong realized that what was covering her head was a tablecloth and only felt a heaviness on her head, but no discomfort on her back.

But in the eyes of others, it seemed that there was a fan shining with cold light stuck in the head of Concubine Shu, and no one knew whether she was injured or not.

Hongzhan was the first to call out for his mother, and the twins, a boy and a girl, who had come to their senses, followed suit and cried.

The emperor hugged An Lingrong and asked nervously.

"Lingrong, are you hurt?"

Concubine Hua, who came over later, looked at the emperor with dissatisfaction and reached out to remove the tablecloth covering An Lingrong's head.

The emperor hurriedly stopped him, "Don't move, the weapon is still stuck, don't aggravate the injury."

At this time, An Lingrong moved the tablecloth inside and responded quickly.

"Your Majesty, I don't feel any pain. I don't think I'm injured."

As soon as she finished speaking, Concubine Hua pulled hard, and An Lingrong's vision returned to normal.

A strand of hair gently slipped from her eyes and slowly fell on the emperor's dragon robe.

Is this hair damage?

An Lingrong raised her hand and touched it, and a few more strands of silky hair fell down.

Upon seeing this, Concubine Hua angrily raised the fan in her hand to complain.

"Your Majesty, this thief has infiltrated the palace and attempted to assassinate you. This is truly excessive! I implore Your Majesty to severely torture this thief as a warning to others!"

She didn't dare say that when she took the tablecloth just now, she didn't stand firmly, causing the fan to swing on Lingrong's head.

Concubine Hua was a down-to-earth person. She admitted in her heart that it was she who cut off An Lingrong's hair.

But she also knew that her body and hair were given by her parents, so it was better to keep this matter secret for the time being.

An Lingrong shouted loudly, which immediately attracted the guards guarding outside the palace.

All the dancers in the hall were captured. Not only did the leader not touch the emperor, he also looked seriously injured.

"Su Peisheng, take him to the Shenxingsi and torture him severely. Make sure to find out who is behind this."

While the emperor was speaking, An Lingrong gave the three children a soothing look.

When Hongzhan saw that his mother looked normal, the heavy stone in his heart finally fell.

The assassination came suddenly and ended just as quickly.

Shen Meizhuang saw the emperor covering the imperial concubine's head with a bright yellow cloak and was about to take her away.

She gritted her teeth and whispered to Mrs. Shen.

"Mother, I'm not feeling well and want to go back to the palace to rest."

Before Mrs. Shen could agree, Shen Meizhuang suddenly stood up, twisted her foot, and rushed straight towards the table.

The incident happened so suddenly that Mrs. Shen's outstretched hand was unable to grab her daughter's palace dress.

She could only watch her daughter hit her head on the table. She opened her mouth but no sound came out.

"Master, are you okay?"

The noise at their table was quite loud, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

Shen Meizhuang, who was helped up, clutched her stomach in pain, "Your Majesty, my stomach hurts so much..."

The emperor held An Lingrong's hand without moving, his face as gloomy as water.

"Su Peisheng, Concubine Hui is frightened. Go and fetch the imperial physician immediately. You will personally escort her back to Yonghe Palace and ensure the dragon fetus is safe and sound."

"Yes, I understand."

Su Peisheng quickly agreed and asked someone to prepare the sedan chair.

When An Lingrong saw this, she understood that Shen Meiyu wanted to use the assassin incident to give birth early, and perhaps she also wanted to use this to gain credit for saving the emperor.

It was just that she and Concubine Hua reacted too quickly, and she was so stunned that she didn't have time to attack her big belly while the assassin was creating chaos.

Regardless of whether the emperor has seen through Shen Meizhuang's intentions or not, the child in her belly will be her biggest amulet at the moment.

"Sister Mei, I'll go back with you."

Zhen Huan's mind worked quickly. She was the one who arranged the singing and dancing. If something went wrong, the emperor would definitely blame her.

Instead of waiting in the Qianqing Palace to be blamed by the emperor, it is better to go to the Yonghe Palace to accompany Sister Mei.

Sister Mei used all her strength when she hit her just now, and the soup splashed all over her feet.

Based on her experience of giving birth to Longyue, Sister Mei will be in labor soon.

By then, Yonghe Palace would be in chaos. Who would care if the song and dance she arranged went wrong?

Big beads of sweat slid down Shen Meizhuang's forehead, and she didn't pay any attention to what Zhen Huan said.

The emperor's gaze swept over her and finally fell on Concubine Hua and Concubine Jing.

"You two will be responsible for the aftermath of the Qianqing Palace."

The emperor didn't wait for their response and walked out with An Lingrong in his hand.

An Lingrong took a quick glance and discovered that Xi Da Ying, who was holding her belly, also had a look of pain on her face.

But this person was able to endure it, and even the palace maids who served her personally did not notice her abnormality.

An Lingrong gently tugged at the emperor's hand and reminded him softly.

"Your Majesty, I see that Xi Mingying seems to be unwell. How about sending a royal physician to see her?"

The emperor glanced in Bai Caiwei's direction and said, "Su Peisheng, did you hear what the imperial concubine said? Ask an imperial physician to take Xi'er's pulse."

"Concubine Zhen is also pregnant, you can also call someone to come and show her."

When Zhen Huan heard the emperor's words, she paused in her steps.