The Legend of Zhen Huan: Rebirth of An Lingrong: Counterattack to Become the Queen Mother

Zhen Huan held An Lingrong's hand, her hand slightly firm, her eyes firm as she looked directly into An Lingrong's eyes, as if to pass on her strength. An Lingrong felt that strength, nodded slightly, and held Zhen Huan's hand back, a smile on her lips, but that smile hid a trace of subtle worry.

"Sisters, we can't just defend, we have to take the initiative!" Chun'er frowned, her face filled with anxiety. She stamped her feet, her hands unconsciously clenched into fists, her eyes wide, flashing with a gleam of unwillingness to give in.

"Chun'er, don't be impatient. Taking the initiative is good, but we have to be absolutely sure and not act rashly." Mei Zhuang pulled Chun'er over and gently patted her shoulder. Mei Zhuang's eyes were calm and composed. She frowned slightly and scanned everyone's faces, as if she was thinking about something.

"Sister Meizhuang is right. We need to find a good time first," An Lingrong said softly. She tilted her head slightly, her fingers gently twirling the hem of her clothes, her eyes wandering as if she were reminiscing. "I've noticed something strange with the Queen lately. Her maids and eunuchs have been more active than usual."

"Oh? Lingrong, what did you find?" Zhen Huan's eyes flashed, and she immediately looked at An Lingrong. She let go of An Lingrong's hand, took a step forward, and leaned forward slightly, her eyes full of curiosity and vigilance.

"I saw a young eunuch from the Queen's Palace secretly talking to an unfamiliar guard in a remote corner of the Imperial Garden. The young eunuch looked panicked and left in a hurry after handing him a bundle." An Lingrong frowned, her hand unconsciously touching her chest, as if she was still uneasy about the scene.

"Could it be that the Queen is planning something bad again? We have to find out!" Chun'er said anxiously, her eyes flashing with excitement, like a little cheetah that has found its prey, eager to try.

"Chun'er, don't be impulsive. We can't alert the enemy." Zhen Huan stopped Chun'er, her expression serious. She crossed her arms, frowned even more, and pursed her lips slightly. After thinking for a moment, she said, "We can start with that guard and see if we can find out his identity."

"I know a young eunuch who works in the Imperial Guards. Perhaps he could help," Jingpin said slowly. She had been standing nearby, listening, her expression calm and her gaze steady. She gently adjusted her sleeves and looked at the group, as if waiting for their opinions.

A few days later, Concubine Jing returned with news. "That guard is from the Queen's mother's family. He frequently contacts people outside the palace and seems to be passing on important information." Concubine Jing's expression was grave, her hands clenched slightly, and a hint of worry flashed in her eyes.

"It seems that the Queen really has bad intentions! We have to find a way to intercept those messages." Zhen Huan's eyes were filled with anger. She gritted her teeth, and a trace of determination flashed in her eyes.

"But how can we stop them? They must be very cautious," An Lingrong said worriedly. Her brows were furrowed, her eyes were a little panicked, and her hands were twisting the handkerchief in her hands.

"We can set up a trap the next time they pass on information," Mei Zhuang suggested. Her eyes sharpened, a glint of wisdom flashing in them. "We can pretend to hold a banquet nearby to divert their attention, and then send someone to intercept the message."

"That's a good idea! We need to plan it carefully." Zhen Huan nodded in agreement.

On the day of the plan's implementation, the Imperial Garden was bustling with activity, filled with singing and laughter. While Zhen Huan and the others seemed to be enjoying the singing and dancing, they were actually keeping a close eye on the Empress's movements.

"Sister, they're taking action!" Chun'er said in a low voice, her eyes fixed on the corner not far away, her body trembling slightly, she was both nervous and excited.

The guard was seen stealthily walking towards the agreed location. Just as he was about to retrieve the information, several men in black suddenly rushed out from the side and surrounded him. The guard was terrified and drew his sword to resist.

"Who are you? How dare you act so presumptuously in the palace!" the guard roared, his eyes filled with fear, and his hand wielding the sword was trembling slightly.

The man in black did not answer and started fighting with the guard. Just when the man in black was about to subdue the guard, another group of people suddenly appeared and helped the guard escape.

"Damn it! They ran away!" Chun'er stomped her feet in anger, her little face flushed red, her eyes full of anger and unwillingness.

"It seems the Queen was well prepared. We were careless this time." Zhen Huan's face darkened, a hint of regret in her eyes. She clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms.

"Sister, what should we do now?" An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan, her eyes filled with helplessness. She bit her lip, her face pale, and her body swayed slightly, as if she had suffered a great shock.

"We can't give up. We must find out what the Queen is planning." Zhen Huan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself. She looked at everyone, her fighting spirit rekindled in her eyes. "We failed this time, but we still have a chance. We must be more careful and not let the Queen succeed again."

Everyone nodded. Although the operation had failed, they knew they could not retreat. In this harem, every step was fraught with danger, but their friendship was like a torch in the darkness, illuminating each other's path forward. And An Lingrong's secret of rebirth made her cherish this friendship even more, and made her more determined to work with her sisters to break through the numerous conspiracies in this ever-changing harem and write their own legend.

"Let's go back and discuss it carefully. We must find the Queen's flaws." Mei Zhuang said, pulling Chun'er, with a firm look in her eyes.

Everyone slowly left the Imperial Garden, leaving behind a scene of tension and resentment. In the shadows of the harem, a web of conspiracy was still quietly being woven, waiting for them to uncover and decipher.