Jingyang Palace was shrouded in silence, and the air was filled with the faint fragrance of orchids. This fragrance once disgusted Concubine Nian, but now she could not smell anything unusual. Perhaps it was because her mood was different, or perhaps everything in Jingyang Palace had changed.

Concubine Nian entered Jingyang Palace, her skirt rustling across the polished floor, shattering the tranquility. An Lingrong sat by the window, playing her zither, the melodious sound tinged with a hint of melancholy. Hearing footsteps, she paused, slowly turned, and her gaze fell on Concubine Nian.

"My sister is here." An Lingrong stood up with a faint smile on her face and a gentle tone, as if there had never been any rift between the two of them.

Nianpin looked at the woman in front of her, the one she had bullied so much, and now she exuded a temperament that she could not understand. The humility and cowardice she once had were long gone, replaced by a calmness and confidence that made her feel uneasy.

"Why are you helping me?" Nianpin asked directly, her tone tinged with doubt and confusion. She didn't understand why An Lingrong suddenly showed her kindness, especially after she had lost power.

An Lingrong's smile deepened. She walked to the table and poured a cup of tea for Concubine Nian. "Sister, please sit down."

Concubine Nian sat down opposite her, staring at her intently, waiting for her answer.

An Lingrong picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then slowly said, "Because we have a common enemy."

Nianpin was stunned, a hint of surprise flashing in her eyes. "A common enemy?"

"Empress." An Lingrong put down her teacup, her eyes sharp. "The musk in the Huan Yi incense was added by the Empress' order."

Concubine Nian's breath hitched, the teacup in her hand trembling slightly. Huanyixiang... the fragrance that had once brought her such great favor was actually the beginning of her nightmare. She had always believed it was a problem with her constitution, and the imperial physician had never found anything unusual. Now, hearing An Lingrong mention it, her suspicions grew even more.

"What evidence do you have?" Nianpin's voice trembled slightly.

An Lingrong did not answer directly, but continued: "Also, the abortion pills that Noble Lady Duan gave you were also made by the Queen."

These words exploded in Concubine Nian's ears like thunder. Abortion pills... She had lost her child, the Emperor's favor, everything... She had always thought it was an accident, a result of Concubine Duan's jealousy, but now...

Nianpin's face turned pale in an instant. She gripped the teacup tightly, her knuckles turning white.

"How...how can I believe you?" Nianpin almost squeezed out these words from between her teeth.

"Moreover, the emperor is not completely unaware of all this." An Lingrong did not point it out directly, but used a suggestive tone to leave Concubine Nian room for thought.

Concubine Nian suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with shock and disbelief. "Impossible..." she muttered to herself, her voice trembling. "The Emperor... How could he..."

An Lingrong looked at her quietly, a trace of pity in her eyes, but also a subtle hint of mockery. "Sister, don't you understand? In the Emperor's heart, you may never have occupied a truly important position." She didn't directly say such cruel words as "The Emperor doesn't love you", but used a more subtle way to wake up Concubine Nian.

Nianpin's heart felt as if it were being fiercely grasped by an invisible hand. A sharp pain shot through her, making it almost impossible to breathe. She closed her eyes and tried to recall every moment she had spent with the Emperor. Those once sweet memories were now like sharp blades, slicing at her heart. She had once believed that the Emperor loved her. She had once believed that she was the most special woman to the Emperor.

A tear fell from the corner of her eye, and Nianpin leaned weakly against the back of the chair, her face as pale as paper. "I don't believe it..." She suddenly opened her eyes, her eyes filled with pain and despair, "I don't believe it..."

An Lingrong looked at her and sneered in her heart.

She knew that what Concubine Nian needed now was not comfort, but the truth.

A truth that made her completely sober.

"Sister," An Lingrong's voice rang out again, her tone low and mysterious, "Do you know what the Queen's greatest secret is?"

Concubine Nian raised her head with a hint of doubt and expectation in her eyes.

An Lingrong leaned close to her and whispered, "Empress Chunyuan..." She deliberately paused to observe Concubine Nian's reaction.

Nianpin's pupils suddenly contracted, and a trace of shock flashed in her eyes. Queen Chunyuan, the eternal white moonlight in the emperor's heart, the woman she always wanted to surpass but could never surpass.

"The Queen... and Queen Chunyuan..." Concubine Nian's voice trembled. She seemed to have a premonition of something, but she didn't dare to believe it.

An Lingrong nodded, her tone becoming more serious, "There may be...something else behind Queen Chunyuan's death."

Nianpin stood up suddenly, staring at An Lingrong, and asked anxiously, "What's the secret?"

Concubine Nian asked anxiously, she couldn't wait to know the truth.

An Lingrong didn't answer directly, but instead asked, "Sister, do you still remember that Empress Chunyuan died of hemorrhage after giving birth to the prince?"

Nianpin nodded. Back then, Queen Chunyuan was very favored, and giving birth to a prince was a happy event, but she didn't expect that there would be two deaths in one body. The emperor was heartbroken.

"The Empress was the then-concubine Yixiu." An Lingrong spoke word by word, each word hammering down on Concubine Nian's heart like a heavy hammer. "She served Empress Chunyuan for many years and knew that she was weak, yet she secretly tampered with the Empress's childbirth..."

"What tricks?" Nianpin's voice was almost squeezed out from between her teeth.

An Lingrong leaned close to Nianpin's ear and whispered, "She gave Queen Chunyuan banana and peach kernels, which caused the Queen to give birth prematurely, and eventually..." An Lingrong did not say anything else, but the meaning was self-evident.

Nianpin's face turned pale in an instant. She gripped the armrests of the chair tightly, her knuckles turning white. If this is true, then the emperor...

"But I have no evidence," An Lingrong added at the right moment. She observed Concubine Nian's expression and continued, "These are just my guesses. If you want to know the truth, you have to verify it yourself."

An Lingrong's words were half true and half false, true and false, real and fake, making it even more difficult for Nianpin to distinguish. But at this moment, she was already blinded by hatred and she desperately wanted to find an outlet, a reason that could explain all her misfortunes.

Concubine Nian took a deep breath and tried to keep herself calm. She slowly stood up and looked at An Lingrong with a firm gaze.

"I understand." Nianpin stood up and said firmly, "I will find evidence."

She turned around and walked out of Jingyang Palace quickly, her figure resolute.

An Lingrong looked at her back, a sneer appearing on the corner of her mouth.

The evidence of the Queen's guilt is enough to make her lose the Emperor's trust.

However, with the support of the Empress Dowager, the Emperor could not depose the Empress.

It seems that we have to start with Queen Chunyuan.

As long as this white moonlight is turned into mosquito blood, the emperor will not let her go even if the empress dowager supports the queen in the future.

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