nashuaworldcup Chapter 196 Showdown
Chapter 196 Showdown
When An Lingrong woke up in the daylight, the sun had already set.
"Cough...cough..."
Seeing this, Su Ye hurried forward and reached out to gently touch her forehead. Feeling that there was still some heat on her forehead, she couldn't help but frown slightly. She turned to Liu Zhu behind her and called softly, "Liu Zhu, medicine."
Liu Zhu did not dare to slack off at all and hurriedly handed the medicine to Su Ye.
Just as Su Ye was about to feed her, An Lingrong half-raised herself, held her hand, and asked weakly, "What's the situation outside now?"
"My lady, Concubine Hua and Noble Lady Cao passed away together!" Liu Zhu knew what her master wanted to ask and answered her question accurately.
Hearing this, An Lingrong's body trembled slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes. She didn't expect that Nian Shilan really did it!
Without bothering to think about these things, An Lingrong asked anxiously, "Where is Sister Zhen? Where is Sister Mei?"
Concubine Duan must be in a state of great confusion now. If she says something to Zhen Huan, things will be troublesome.
Seeing her anxious expression, Liu Zhu quickly replied, "Empress Hui is in Qingliang Palace handling the funeral ceremony, and Concubine Wan has returned to Bitong Academy to rest."
"Let's go to Bitong Academy."
Su Ye rushed forward and held An Lingrong tightly, his face filled with anxiety. He called out urgently, "Young Master, you are still sick and cannot be exposed to the wind."
An Lingrong's face was solemn as she quickly responded, "Su Ye, something's going to happen to Sister Zhen. I have to go. Come with me! Xiao Luzi, go find Sister Mei."
Hearing this, Su Ye didn't dare to stop her anymore and quickly took out the cloak and put it on An Lingrong.
An Lingrong was extremely anxious and hurried to Bitong Academy. She fell ill at such a critical moment. She hoped that it would not be too late.
At the same time, in the Bitong Academy, Zhen Huan was holding a book. Although her eyes were on the pages, her thoughts had already drifted away, and she kept thinking about Nian Shilan's death from poisoning.
The Queen had always been a foresighted person, so why would she suddenly poison Nian Shilan? Now that she had lost her family background and couldn't get pregnant, she posed no threat to the Queen at all. Why would the Queen want to kill her at this moment?
What puzzled her even more was that the emperor had almost drunk the poisoned duck soup. Could it be that the person who poisoned him was so audacious and reckless, not caring at all about the serious consequences of poisoning the emperor?
There are too many doubts, right?
Huanbi's entrance to the palace broke Zhen Huan's contemplation: "Your Majesty, Concubine Duan is here!"
Zhen Huan frowned, thought for a moment, and then instructed Huanbi, "Tell Concubine Duan that I'm not feeling well and may not be able to entertain her. Please invite her another day."
She had already repaid Concubine Duan's favor for the last incident and did not intend to have too much contact or involvement with her again.
At this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Is Wanpin feeling guilty?"
Before she finished her words, Concubine Duan strode into the hall.
Zhen Huan put down the book, stood up and bowed: "Your concubine pays respects to Concubine Duan!"
Qi Yuebin sneered, "Why doesn't Wanpin see me?"
"Your Majesty, I am not feeling well. However, even if I don't want to see you, you still forced your way in!" Zhen Huan frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashed across her pretty face, and her tone of voice became a little colder.
"I just have some things that I want to ask in person!" Qi Yuebin's face was as gloomy as she stared at Zhen Huan, as if she wanted to see into her heart through her beautiful face.
"In that case, Your Majesty, please come in." Zhen Huan bit her lower lip lightly and stepped aside to make way.
Qi Yuebin walked into the hall and asked directly, "Does Lan'er's death have anything to do with you?"
Just as Zhen Huan was about to answer, she suddenly heard a clear and somewhat urgent voice: "Empress Duan!"
Hearing the sound, they both looked up and saw An Lingrong walking towards them quickly.
She walked hurriedly, beads of sweat oozing from her forehead, clearly having trotted all the way here. A few breaths later, An Lingrong arrived in front of Zhen Huan and stood opposite Qi Yuebin.
"Empress Duan, since my sister is not feeling well, why don't we go to the upper and lower heavens to talk together?" An Lingrong breathed slightly, trying her best to make her tone sound gentle and calm.
"Hmph, what's the matter? Is there some unspeakable secret between us?" Qi Yuebin sneered, his eyes sweeping across An Lingrong like a knife.
An Lingrong ignored the sarcasm in her words and turned to help Zhen Huan: "Sister Zhen, please sit down first!"
After Zhen Huan sat down, she took out a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from her temples. Then she touched her forehead and asked with concern, "Why is it still a little hot?"
"It's okay, don't worry, sister." An Lingrong smiled, then turned to Qi Yuebin and said, "Empress Duan, Ji Bu's promise is worth a thousand gold. Are you going to break your promise, Your Majesty?"
"The deal between you and me is to save Nian Gengyao, not at the cost of Lan'er's life." Qi Yuebin's voice was low and filled with anger.