After Hua Fei was reborn, she became the white moonlight of Pangju

Looking at the letters written by Concubine Hua, in which she talked to herself, the Emperor slowly closed his eyes and felt a dull pain in his chest.

He pressed the envelopes against his chest and sobbed.

In his mind, the scenes of himself taking advantage of Concubine Hua time and time again emerged.

He always thought that he had done it perfectly.

But I didn’t expect that Concubine Hua knew everything.

That silly woman actually knew all of this.

The emperor's heart felt like it was pierced by millions of sharp arrows, and it hurt so much that he could hardly breathe.

"Shilan, why are you so stupid!"

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In the eighth year of Yongzheng's reign, there was a festive atmosphere in Suiyuxuan.

Zhen Huan was sitting in front of the dressing table, having already put on her makeup.

At this time, the eunuchs from the Imperial Household Department brought over the gorgeous clothes that had been given to her.

Huanbi, Jinxi and others gathered around happily and opened the gorgeous clothes for the enthronement.

"Ah, why is there such a big cut here?"

Huanbi pointed at the hole in her clothes in shock and questioned the eunuch from the Imperial Household Department.

The eunuchs from the Imperial Household Department knelt on the ground in fear and kowtowed to apologize.

"My dear, I don't know why this happened!"

Zhen Huan stood up and looked at the gorgeous clothes carefully, her brows furrowed.

"Is it too late to repair it now?"

Jin Xi shook her head, "It's too late. Your canonization ceremony is less than half an hour away."

Liuzhu said worriedly, "What should I do? The young lady must not wear this tattered dress to her enthronement ceremony."

Zhen Huan also had a headache.

The etiquette of the Qing Dynasty harem was very strict, and the clothes to be worn on different occasions were very particular.

If she went there wearing these rags, the emperor would surely be furious.

At this time, a little palace maid came up with an idea.

"I did see a dress that fits the dress of an imperial concubine."

Everyone hurriedly asked where the clothes were.

The young palace maid said she was in the Clothing Department.

Jinxi hurriedly asked the eunuch of the Imperial Household Department if she could borrow the dress.

The young eunuch thought about it and said that the clothes were unused and could certainly be borrowed.

Zhen Huan breathed a sigh of relief and immediately asked the eunuch to get it.

The young eunuch was very quick and brought the dress over immediately.

After Zhen Huan got dressed, she arrived at the Yangxin Palace at just the right time.

The queen couldn't help but sneer when she saw her wearing her sister Queen Chunyuan's old clothes.

"Empress Xi, you look really good in this dress."

The Queen joked with Zhen Huan hypocritically.

Although Zhen Huan is not on good terms with the Queen, she still has to act in this situation.

She knelt and saluted the Queen.

"Thank you for the compliment, Queen."

The queen rolled her eyes at her, snorted, and turned to call the emperor.

The emperor had also changed into his dragon robe, but his complexion did not look very well.

After learning that Zhen Huan had arrived, he lazily got up from the dragon throne and walked out.

The queen followed behind, waiting to watch the show.

As the curtains were opened layer by layer, the emperor saw Zhen Huan, dressed in a dark green dress, standing gracefully in front of him.

His expression paused and he stopped.

The queen was standing aside, and when she saw the emperor's expression, she immediately felt a surge of excitement and gloating in her heart.

Because what Zhen Huan was wearing was the favorite dress of the late Queen Chun Yuan.

Over the years, the Emperor has always asked the Empress to keep it well and to go to the Clothing Bureau regularly for washing and maintenance.

But now, the dress that belonged to Queen Chunyuan was actually worn by Zhen Huan!

Since the Emperor loves Queen Chun Yuan so much, he will definitely punish Zhen Huan severely.

The Queen smiled secretly in her heart, looking forward to Zhen Huan falling out of favor.

"The clothes you are wearing..."

The emperor spoke, and cast a numb and cold gaze at Zhen Huan.

Zhen Huan's heart trembled, and she quickly knelt down to apologize.

"Your Majesty, my original dress was destroyed, so I had no choice but to wear this one. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"Empress Xi?" The emperor took a step forward and his thoughts returned to reality.

Zhen Huan raised her eyes and saw that the emperor looked a little dazed.

However, there was no anger on his face.

It seemed that no one would blame her too much for changing her dress at the last minute.

"Your Majesty, I'm here." Zhen Huan responded gently.

"Come to me." The emperor waved at Zhen Huan.

Zhen Huan stood up and walked over carefully.

The queen stood behind them, waiting to watch the show.

However, when she saw that the emperor actually gently put his arms around Zhen Huan's slender waist, her eyes almost popped out.

How can it be?

When the Emperor saw Zhen Huan wearing the dress of the late Queen Chun Yuan, he didn't get furious?

Why is this happening?

The queen was unwilling.

She looked at Zhen Huan's smiling face and became angrier the more she thought about it.

Suddenly, an idea came to her mind.

Perhaps, because so many years have passed, the emperor has forgotten what Queen Chunyuan's dress looked like.

Then, the Queen has the obligation to remind the Emperor.

She walked over with a smile and calmly touched the fabric of Zhen Huan's clothes.

"Your Majesty, this dress looks very familiar to me. How come it is so similar to the one my sister wore when she was canonized as the legitimate wife?"

"Oh, is it so?"

The emperor's gaze moved from Zhen Huan's face to her dress, and then he frowned.

When the Queen saw the Emperor's expression, she knew that he was probably going to be angry.

She widened her eyes, waiting for Zhen Huan to be reprimanded by the Emperor.

"This fabric... this dress should be what Queen Chunyuan wore when she was canonized as the legitimate wife."

The emperor sighed slowly, but his eyes were still numb.

Anyone could hear that there was only sadness and no anger in the emperor's tone.

There was a flash of surprise in the queen's eyes.

The Emperor actually recognized that the dress Zhen Huan was wearing was Queen Chun Yuan's. Why wasn't he angry? !

In the past, in the palace, if anyone mentioned the four words "Empress Chunyuan" in front of him, the emperor would be furious and would punish them severely.

Now, why is it so peaceful?

"Your Majesty, this is really what my sister wore. How come it is on Concubine Xi?"

The Queen is still trying to provoke the Emperor's anger.

The emperor smiled tiredly.

"Just now, Concubine Xi told me that her custom-made dress was cut by someone, so she borrowed Chunyuan's old dress. This matter is harmless."

"But, this is my sister's..."

"I believe that if your sister were still alive, she would definitely forgive Concubine Xi."

The emperor interrupted the queen directly, and his originally gentle eyes suddenly became sharp and cold.

The queen had been under house arrest for a period of time, and she was afraid of this look.

No matter how much doubt and reluctance she had, she still had to keep her mouth shut.

"It's getting late, let's start the canonization ceremony."

The emperor looked at the sky. The sun had already risen to halfway in the sky. The auspicious time had arrived.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The Queen and Zhen Huan knelt down and saluted him together.

Outside, the concubines in the harem had already taken their positions according to their ranks.

Su Peisheng slowly opened the golden imperial edict with both hands.

"The Emperor, in compliance with the Will of Heaven, proclaims: Only by supporting the court and bringing prosperity can one rely on gentleness and kindness. Niu Hulu Zhen Huan, of noble family, gentle and respectful, is honored by the Empress Dowager's benevolent decree and is canonized as Xi Guifei. I decree this."