Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

The emperor's eyes darkened as he remembered the words of the imperial physician.

It's wind-chill, how could I catch wind-chill?

The emperor looked at Yong Jing, whose face was slightly red on the bed, and slowly rubbed the chrysoprase red gold finger ring on his thumb.

He is carefully taken care of every day. Could it be that someone in his harem wants to harm Yongjue?

His tone was full of anger and his brows were full of hostility, and he asked Li Yu to take all the nannies and eunuchs who had served Yongjuan for torture.

Those nuns and eunuchs really had no orders from anyone, so naturally they couldn't say anything.

The only thing is that the queen often asked Lian Xin to beat them, so that they would not allow the third elder brother to play and only allow him to study.

So after Yongjun recovered from his illness, he spent half an hour longer studying than his eldest brother.

When the emperor heard this, he understood everything. He trembled all over and stumbled all the way to the Changchun Palace. He collapsed beside the bed where the third brother had been lying and touched the changed quilt.

I couldn't hold back my tears anymore, and my heart was full of doubts.

It turns out that his child was forced to death by the queen?

The queen heard the movement in the side hall and lit a candle to see. It was the emperor. She was stunned for a moment, tears overflowed from her eyes, and her tone was almost questioning.

"Your Majesty, why are you so cruel to my concubine! Yongjuan has passed away, and you didn't let me, the mother-in-law, take a look at her?"

The emperor was even more furious after hearing the queen's words. He raised his hand in the air but stopped again, and couldn't help but ask.

"Fucha Langya, is Yongjie's life or his future more important?"

"What are you saying, Your Majesty? I am Yongjuan's mother-in-law. How can I not value Yongjuan?"

The emperor seemed not to hear the queen's words and continued to talk to himself.

"I hope to have a legitimate son, Cheng Huan, in my life. I know that Yongjuan is weak and I never force him. I just hope that he can grow up safely. But you, a vicious woman, are eyeing the position of the prince and only care about Yongjuan. He is a good boy who studies, and knows that only by studying hard can he be satisfied with you, but do you know that it was because of this that Yongjue fell ill from the cold...and passed away!"

The emperor could no longer restrain his anger, grabbed the queen's neck, and pushed her to kneel down in front of the Buddhist niche dedicated to Yong Lian, as if forcing her.

The queen's neck was strangled by the emperor. The queen raised her head and looked at the Buddha. He was obviously so kind, but she felt desolate in her heart.

Could it be that...she really harmed her own child? She was just afraid that someone would raise her child to death.

"You are so vicious, not even the Buddha can protect you in the slightest."

"Open your eyes and take a good look. If Yong Lian is still alive... I'm afraid he will be forced to death by you."

"In the future, you will not only worship Yonglian, but also Yongjue, Concubine Zhe, and the princess in Concubine Zhe's belly! Going into details, there are two children. If you can't remember them all, I will do it for you. remember!"

After the emperor finished speaking, he was unable to let go of his hands. The queen's mouth was open but no sound came out. After a long time, she slowly spoke.

"Your Majesty... I acknowledge Concubine Zhe's affairs, but I really don't know anything about those two children."

Before the queen could finish her words, the emperor pushed the queen away and walked out indifferently.

He has been disappointed enough. What has been left after more than ten years of marriage?

The suppressed anger deep inside now spreads like a raging flame.

The queen's eyes were fixed on the emperor's back, and for a moment she felt that this man was very hypocritical.

She watched Yongjue grow up little by little. Whenever he was seriously ill, she stayed by his side and even fed him the decoction herself.

But...the emperor just gave Qi Ru a few words and went to another palace.

What qualifications does such a person have to say such a thing for Yongjuan?

Still posthumously named Crown Prince? What is the use of mourning after death?

Hypocrisy to the extreme, such a person is really a good match for me.

Hot tears fell silently, so hot that her heart suddenly contracted.

It’s not just sadness, but behind the sadness is more profound despair.

The desolate dark clouds cover up the bright moon, and the dim stars cannot be seen.

Due to the death of Prince Duanhui, white palace lanterns were hung in the palace, and the number was even less than half of usual.

The queen was seriously ill and could not leave the Changchun Palace, so Xiyue took charge of all matters, and everything was meticulous and thorough.

The concubines took turns to mourn in the palace. Shun Guiren stared at the memorial tablet in front of her, feeling desolate in her heart. She had not yet avenged her child.

The queen was so ill that she couldn't get out of bed, and the third elder brother... no, Prince Duanhui accidentally caught a cold and passed away.

He raised his head and glanced at the spiritual position, and the hatred in his heart slowly disappeared...

After the funeral was over, the emperor gradually recovered from his grief, and his face no longer showed how sad he was.

However, the queen seemed to be really ill. Amidst the pain and shock of losing her parent and child, she became seriously ill day after day.