Legend of Zhen Huan: Rebirth of Zhen Huan

"My lady, this is the ointment you requested."

After Juqing finished her greetings, she stood up and handed the ointment to An Lingrong.

After An Lingrong took the ointment, she smiled and twisted the lid to open it.

When it was fully opened, she held up the ointment, looked at the emperor and then at Zhen Huan and introduced:

"Sister Wan, this ointment was prepared by Doctor Zhang."

"Since that fall, I have had many abrasions on my body. Thanks to the Queen's compassion, she asked Imperial Doctor Zhang to prescribe this..."

"It can reduce swelling and relieve pain, and it also has a strong healing effect. I'm sure your wound will get better after applying it."

After hearing An Lingrong's words, Zhen Huan took the ointment from her hand with a smile, looked at the emperor and said:

"Lingrong is really thoughtful. When she saw that my hand was injured, she thought of sending me something good she used."

As she spoke, she put the ointment to her nose and smelled it:

"It smells so good!"

Seeing the deep sisterly love between Zhen Huan and An Lingrong, the emperor was also very happy. He looked at An Lingrong and praised:

"Rong'er's sincerity is truly rare!"

An Lingrong said modestly:

"Your Majesty, I am so ashamed to accept your praise."

"I said you deserve it, so you deserve it!"

After saying this, the Emperor took the ointment from Zhen Huan, slowly raised his eyes to look at her, and said in an unquestionable tone:

"Put your hand here, I'll apply medicine to you!"

Zhen Huan obediently stretched out her hand.

Just as the emperor was about to apply the ointment on the back of Zhen Huan's hand, Wen Shichu walked in quickly:

"Your humble servant greets His Majesty, Concubine Wan, and Noble Lady An..."

"Get up!"

The emperor was so focused on applying medicine to Zhen Huan that he didn't even raise his head:

"Doctor Wen, please come over here and take a look at Wanpin's hands. Is there anything dirty on them?"

"Otherwise, how could it itch like this!"

Looking at Zhen Huan's scratched hand, the emperor felt heartbroken.

"Yes!" After hearing the emperor's order, Wen Shichu quickly took a few steps forward.

When he saw the ointment the emperor was holding, his expression suddenly became serious:

"Your Majesty, could you please show me the ointment in your hand?"

The emperor subconsciously glanced at the ointment, then looked at Wen Shichu and asked:

"Doctor Wen, is there anything wrong with this?"

After hearing this, Zhen Huan and An Lingrong were also surprised and stood up to look at Wen Shichu.

While bowing, Wen Shichu secretly raised his eyes to glance at Zhen Huan, and he already knew what was going on.

But he pretended to be ignorant, looked at the emperor and said:

"I can't put it into words right now, but I just feel that the taste is a little off."

"But what exactly is wrong..."

When Wen Shichu spoke, his tone paused:

"You will know only after I have smelled it carefully."

The emperor sensed the seriousness of the matter from Wen Shichu's expression.

There was a hint of coldness in his eyes as he looked at An Lingrong.

At this moment, the hall was unusually quiet, and everyone was waiting for Wen Shichu to give an answer.

The emperor immediately handed the ointment to Wen Shichu and ordered Huanbi to wash off all the ointment applied to Zhen Huan's wound.

Wen Shichu first put the ointment on the tip of his nose and smelled it carefully, then took some with his fingers and rubbed it back and forth between his fingers.

After getting the answer, he put the ointment on the table with a panicked look on his face, and hurriedly knelt on the ground and bowed:

"Your Majesty, there is indeed something wrong with this ointment!"

After hearing this, Zhen Huan and An Lingrong covered their mouths with handkerchiefs in surprise.

The emperor's face was terribly gloomy at this moment.

An Lingrong was so shocked that she stood up from her chair.

She looked at Wen Shichu in disbelief:

"Doctor Wen, I've used several boxes of this ointment and haven't found any problems."

"Doctor Wen, why don't you take a closer look? Maybe you've made a mistake!"

"Mr. An, I have been practicing medicine for many years, so I am sure of this!"

Wen Shichu looked at An Lingrong humbly, then looked at the emperor and said:

"There is indeed something added to this ointment..."

"Musky?"

Zhen Huan stood up tremblingly with the help of Huanbi. She looked as if she was extremely frightened.

"My Lord, your guess is correct."

Wen Shichu nodded with an embarrassed look on his face:

"Fortunately, the amount of musk in this ointment is not very high. If you just start using it, it won't have any effect on your body."

"It's just that... Miss An just said that you have used several boxes. I wonder where this ointment came from?"

Wen Shichu's seemingly casual question actually hit the nail on the head.

"This...this..." An Lingrong looked at the emperor, hesitating and unable to speak.

But the emperor already knew that the ointment was prepared by Zhang Mi at the request of the queen.

So he didn't wait for An Lingrong to finish, he looked at Su Peisheng with dark eyes and said:

"Su Peisheng, go call the Queen and Judge Zhang over..."

The emperor's tone was extremely stern.

Seeing that the emperor seemed hesitant to speak, Su Peisheng knew that he still had something to say, so he stood there with his body hunched and his hands clasped, waiting.

The emperor was silent for a while, then slowly spoke:

"Don't tell them what happened here."

"It's the Emperor."

After saying that, Su Peisheng hurried out to do his errands.

After Su Peisheng left, An Lingrong knelt on the ground:

"Your Majesty, this is all my fault. If I hadn't brought the ointment to Sister Wan, she wouldn't have..."

As An Lingrong spoke, her tears were so anxious that they were about to fall.

Seeing this, Zhen Huan also hurriedly stood up and tried to explain for An Lingrong:

"Your Majesty, Lingrong also has good intentions..."

"Well, the matter has not been investigated yet, Mr. An, please stop apologizing."

The emperor was silent for a moment, his anger had been suppressed. He looked at An Lingrong and said:

"Get up quickly and let Doctor Wen take a look at you to see if there is anything wrong with your body."

Upon hearing this, Wen Shichu hurried over, picked up a handkerchief and covered An Lingrong's hand.

After a moment, Wen Shichu stood up and said to the emperor:

"Reporting to the Emperor, there are signs that Lady An has used musk."

"How ridiculous!" Upon hearing this, the emperor slammed the table.

Zhen Huan asked with concern: "Doctor Wen, what about Concubine An..."

"Don't worry, my lady. Fortunately, the musk has not yet penetrated into your skin."

"I will just prescribe some conditioning medicine for you, Miss An, to take for a period of time, and the toxins in your body will be removed."

"But this ointment can never be used again."

Zhen Huan and An Lingrong both nodded.

The emperor told Wen Shichu:

"Doctor Wen, I will leave Lady An's body to you to take care of."

"Yes, Your Majesty. I will go down and prepare medicine for Lady An right away."

The emperor nodded, then he looked at Zhen Huan and said softly:

"Hanhuan, if Imperial Doctor Wen hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid our child would have been killed."

"Your Majesty, how can you be blamed for this?"

Zhen Huan looked at the emperor and comforted him:

"You are also concerned about me. If it weren't for Doctor Wen coming here, who would have known that there was such a filthy thing in this ointment."

"It's just...it's just that I still feel a little scared in my heart."

"Okay, I'm here, you don't have to be afraid!"

The emperor looked at Zhen Huan and said comfortingly:

"I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter and give you an explanation!"