Legend of Zhen Huan: Rebirth of Zhen Huan

For a time, the epidemic broke out inside and outside the palace, and people were in panic.

An Lingrong was worried about her mother An and Aunt Xiao who were outside the palace.

So I thought about going to Sui Yuxuan to find Zhen Huan to ask about the situation.

As soon as I reached the door, I saw Zhen Huan, who was rushing over with a medicine sachet made by the Imperial Hospital.

"Sister, you're here. I was just about to go look for you!"

As An Lingrong spoke, she took Zhen Huan's hand and walked to the couch in the hall and sat down.

"With the outbreak of the epidemic, I'm sure my sister must be very concerned about our mother and Aunt Xiao who are outside the palace."

"I came here today to tell my sister the news that my father sent someone to bring this morning."

Zhen Huan told her that Mother An and Aunt Xiao were doing fine outside the palace.

Zhen's father sent someone to take care of it early in the morning.

An Lingrong was very grateful after hearing this.

No one has ever treated her so well since she was a child.

So she cherishes this rare sisterhood very much in her heart.

They talked about Liu Zhu's current situation again.

Zhen Huan told her what Wen Shichu had said.

What it means is that because Liu Zhu was discovered early, his condition was not very serious.

Let them not worry too much.

Zhen Huan thought about how Shen Meizhuang was so seriously ill in her previous life;

After Wen Shichu's careful medical care, all the patients have recovered.

She believed that Liu Zhu would get better.

Just as the two sisters were chatting, the voice of Noble Lady Fucha was suddenly heard outside the palace.

After listening carefully, it turned out that the Imperial Hospital sent someone to deliver the Cangshu, saying that it would be more effective in driving away the epidemic if burned together with mugwort leaves.

"Send them all to me!"

Noble Lady Fucha spoke the same way as in her previous life.

After hearing this, Juqing hurried out.

She first bowed to Noble Lady Fucha:

"Lady Fucha, isn't this for the Yanxi Palace?"

"If they all go to your place, what should our young master do?"

Noble Lady Fucha said to Juqing arrogantly:

"Mr. An is strong and healthy, so he naturally doesn't need these."

"I just gave birth not long ago and my body is weak, so I naturally need to be more cautious."

"Can……"

Juqing wanted to continue arguing with Noble Lady Fucha.

"Juqing." An Lingrong stood at the entrance of the palace and called softly:

"Go and take Princess Yirou to the Yangxin Palace and tell her that she misses the emperor."

When Noble Lady Fucha heard this, her expression changed immediately:

"How dare you, Lady An, use the Emperor to threaten me!"

"Sister Fucha, I don't have a sister."

As An Lingrong spoke, she glanced at Zhen Huan and walked towards Noble Lady Fucha with a smile.

There was no fear in her eyes, she looked very comfortable:

"It is natural for the princess to miss the emperor."

"How can you tell, sister, that this is a threat?"

"If you say so, I won't dare to let the princess see the emperor anymore."

"If the emperor asks, I will have no choice but to tell the truth."

"You..." Noble Lady Fucha's face turned red instantly.

She didn't expect that An Lingrong, who used to allow her to bully her, dared not fight back, and swallowed her anger.

How dare you refute her like this!

But if An Lingrong really took the princess to the Yangxin Palace.

The emperor will inevitably blame her.

After weighing the pros and cons, she had no choice but to give up.

Since she couldn't get any good out of her actions, she could only ridicule An Lingrong with words.

She snorted lightly, looked at An Lingrong with disdain and said:

"Noble Lady An, don't take advantage of the fact that you gave birth to a princess for the Emperor and were promoted to a noble lady."

"You can ignore me."

"Things change, and there are still many days to come in the palace!"

“Who knows, who will have the last laugh?”

"Sang'er, take the copy of Cangshu from our palace and go back to the palace!"

After saying that, he turned and left angrily.

Zhen Huan didn't say a word the whole time.

She saw that An Lingrong was no longer inferior and cowardly;

I'm very happy for her because she dares to stand up for herself when something happens.

"Lingrong, have you noticed that you are a little different from before?"

Back in the palace again, Zhen Huan held An Lingrong's hand and said with a smile.

"Sister, you mean me..."

An Lingrong lowered her head and smiled shyly.

She understood what Zhen Huan meant, and in fact she could feel these changes herself.

But compared to the past, she likes herself more now.

"Sister, Lingrong used to feel very inferior because of her family background."

“I always feel inferior to others.”

“So even when I look at others, there is timidity in my eyes.”

An Lingrong looked at Zhen Huan and spoke her mind:

"I'm just afraid that if I don't do something right, it will annoy others."

"So I'm always worried about gains and losses, and when something happens, I always think more than others do."

"And the reason why Lingrong has changed today."

"It's all because of the help from the sisters that Lingrong has seen some things clearly and understood a lot."

Zhen Huan was deeply touched by what An Lingrong said.

But I feel more touched and relieved in my heart.

Because An Lingrong finally tried to step out from the shadow of the past.

On the way back with Jinxi, Zhen Huan saw many corpses being carried out.

The palace maids all looked panicked.

The Emperor was also worried about the epidemic, so he summoned ministers to the palace to discuss the matter for several days in a row. He was so worried that he lost a lot of weight.

The palace was also filled with the sour smell of vinegar.

It smells so unpleasant.

Yikun Palace.

Concubine Hua had just returned from praying in Baohua Palace. She had been kneeling and moving so much that her legs and neck were sore.

"Songzhi, come here quickly and give me a massage."

Concubine Hua twisted her neck uncomfortably and looked extremely uncomfortable.

Song Zhi heard the voice and hurried over:

"My lady, you have been gone for several days in a row. It is really hard work."

"Why don't you talk to the Queen Mother tomorrow and not go."

"How can that be done!"

Hua Fei found a comfortable position to lie down, closed her eyes and said to Song Zhi:

"That old lady, the Queen, is worried that she can't find any fault with me!"

"How can I just give it to her?"

"Ouch, Songzhi, be gentle."

The pain from her legs made Hua Fei scream out.

Songzhi is usually the best at giving massage to Concubine Hua.

But today, Concubine Hua cried out in pain before she even exerted any strength, probably because she had been kneeling on her knees for too long.

How pitiful!

Songzhi thought about it and eased the strength in her hands a little.

Only then did Concubine Hua close her eyes with a look of enjoyment.

"Your Majesty, I heard that the Emperor has been worried about the epidemic these days and has lost weight..."

Hua Fei immediately interrupted Song Zhi's words:

"Your Majesty has lost weight, so go ask the chef in the imperial kitchen. I can't cook!"

Then he stood up and touched his legs, saying with a distressed look on his face:

"My legs are still hurting!"

"Who can I talk to?"

Songzhi was very surprised by the change in Concubine Hua.

In her heart, her own queen is the one who loves the emperor the most!

She hated to see the emperor anxious!

But now he seems like a different person.

Just as Songzhi was thinking, Hua Fei's voice rang in her ears again:

"Songzhi, I'm telling you, don't worry about things you shouldn't worry about in the future, just serve me well!"

"By the way, go ask around and see how Sister Huan and Sister Shen are doing."

"This damn epidemic is really killing me!"

“I really don’t know when this will end!”

Hua Fei said a lot of things, but none of them were related to the emperor...