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Liu Zhu rushed into Jingyang Palace panting, her face full of anxiety and worry.

"Your Majesty, Wanpin's maid, Liuzhu, requests to see you." Qiuyue reported to An Lingrong.

An Lingrong nodded, and Liu Zhu immediately knelt on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

"Empress Shu!" Liu Zhu choked up, "Please save my queen! She is kneeling in the Yikun Palace. Concubine Hua is forcing her to recite the 'Instructions for Women' under the scorching sun, but my queen is pregnant!"

Liu Zhu's voice was filled with tears, and tears kept falling. She clutched her clothes tightly with both hands, as if this could give her some strength.

An Lingrong's eyes flickered, her mind racing. It seemed like today was the day Wanpin had chosen for the abortion, and the dragon fetus in her belly was already vulnerable. This was the perfect opportunity for Zhen Huan to shift the blame onto Concubine Hua.

Now that I have learned about this, I can't just sit back and watch.

Her brow furrowed slightly, internally weighing the pros and cons. If she stood by and watched, she would likely face the Emperor's suspicion in the future.

She bit her lip and decided she had to do everything in her power to save the dragon fetus. She wanted the emperor to witness her loyalty firsthand and dispel any doubts.

An Lingrong's expression instantly grew serious. She stood up and looked at Liu Zhu sharply, "Prepare the sedan chair. We'll go check it out."

An Lingrong's sedan came galloping and stopped in front of the Yikun Palace. She quickly got out of the sedan and walked quickly into the palace with her maids.

Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang were seen kneeling in the scorching sun, sweating profusely and looking pale. Concubine Hua sat high above them, looking arrogant.

An Lingrong quickly stepped forward and offered her hands to help Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang up: "Wanpin, Huipin, are you all right?"

She turned to face Concubine Hua, her eyes gleaming with anger. "Concubine Hua, what are you doing? Concubine Wan is pregnant. How can you let her kneel in the scorching sun?"

Concubine Hua sneered: "Concubine Shu, this is my business, it is not your turn to intervene."

An Lingrong stood up straight, refusing to budge an inch. "Noble Concubine Hua, Wanpin is carrying the Emperor's unborn child. Where are you going to put that unborn child by doing this?"

When Concubine Hua heard this, a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes. She slowly stood up and looked down at An Lingrong, a sneer on her lips.

"Shu Guifei, you're making a fuss out of nothing." Hua Guifei's voice was filled with sarcasm. "The imperial physician has long said that after a pregnancy of more than four months, the fetus is already stable. Wanpin is now over five months pregnant, so how could there be any problem?"

Concubine Hua's gaze swept over Zhen Huan who was kneeling on the ground, and a hint of subtle malice flashed in her eyes.

She continued, "Besides, reciting the 'Instructions for Women' is only to remind them of women's virtues. How could this harm the fetus? Does Imperial Concubine Shu think that the Emperor's offspring would be so fragile?"

At this tense moment, Zhen Huan suddenly turned pale and her body swayed.

"Princess Wan!" Shen Meizhuang exclaimed and reached out to support her.

However, it was too late. Zhen Huan closed her eyes and fell down limply.

"Princess Wan!" An Lingrong was horrified and quickly stepped forward to catch Zhen Huan's shaky body.

She turned and glared at Concubine Hua: "Look at what you have done!"

Concubine Hua's expression changed, and a hint of panic flashed in her eyes.

An Lingrong ignored her and hurriedly ordered Qiuyue beside her: "Quick, help Wanpin back to Suiyuxuan!"

Several palace maids immediately stepped forward and carefully lifted up the unconscious Zhen Huan.

"Go get the imperial physician!" An Lingrong ordered Liu Zhu again, her voice filled with anxiety. "Go quickly! Don't waste a moment!"

Liu Zhu took the order and left in a hurry.

An Lingrong personally followed the palace maids who were carrying Zhen Huan and walked quickly towards the Sui Yuxuan.

An Lingrong and a group of palace maids hurried to Suiyuxuan, where they carefully placed the unconscious Zhen Huan on the bed. The room was immediately bustling with activity, with some preparing hot water and others bringing clean towels.

Soon, a burst of hurried footsteps came from outside. An Lingrong turned and saw Doctor Wen Shichu running into the room, panting, with beads of sweat on his forehead.

"Doctor Wen, please take a look at Concubine Wan." An Lingrong said anxiously, her eyes full of worry.

An Lingrong stood aside, appearing extremely anxious, but her heart remained calm. She secretly congratulated herself for her foresight, having already seen through this carefully planned drama. Wen Shichu's arrival perfectly confirmed her suspicions.

An Lingrong's gaze swept across Zhen Huan's pale face, and a hint of elusive complex emotions flashed in her eyes.

If it were any other imperial physician, Zhen Huan's disguise would have been ruined. But now, the show had to go on.

An Lingrong's thoughts raced, weighing the evolving situation. Concubine Hua's position was already precarious, and Zhen Huan clearly had a greater use—to dethrone the Empress.

She took a deep breath and decided to hold off for the time being. Exposing Zhen Huan at this moment would only disrupt her plans.

An Lingrong turned to face Xiao Luzi, her eyes revealing just the right amount of anxiety and worry. "Xiao Luzi, go to the Imperial Court right away and get someone to rush and inform the Emperor. Tell them that Concubine Wan has fainted and there's a risk of miscarriage."

Xiao Luzi quickly responded: "Yes, I will go right away."

An Lingrong raised her hand to stop him, adding, "Remember, just report what happened truthfully. Don't make any unwarranted assumptions, or you'll get into trouble."

Xiao Luzi nodded respectfully: "I understand."

An Lingrong looked at Xiao Luzi's hurriedly leaving back and breathed a sigh of relief.

She turned back into the room, her eyes sweeping over the unconscious Zhen Huan on the bed, thinking secretly in her heart: Although she was already the noble concubine, it was better to be cautious when it came to the matter of the dragon fetus.

When the emperor comes back, he can escape unscathed and not be implicated.

Soon, the emperor's dragon chariot came galloping over and stopped abruptly in front of the Suiyu Pavilion. He didn't care about his manners and rushed into the house at a rapid pace.

"How is Concubine Wan?" The emperor's voice was full of anxiety, and he asked loudly before stepping into the threshold.

The emperor's sudden arrival made the atmosphere in the room tense in an instant.

The maids knelt hurriedly to pay their respects, and An Lingrong also hurried forward to greet them.

"Your Majesty," An Lingrong said softly, "Princess Wan just fainted, and the imperial physician is treating her."

The emperor walked quickly to the bed and looked at the pale-faced Zhen Huan, a trace of heartache flashed in his eyes.

He turned to Doctor Wen who was standing right beside him and said in a low and urgent voice, "Doctor Wen, how are Concubine Wan and the dragon fetus?"