Legend of Zhen Huan: Rebirth of Zhen Huan

"My lady, what happened to you? I will call the imperial physician for you right now!"

The palace maid who had just been scolded by Guarjia Wenyuan was the first to rush in.

Then, the other palace servants also rushed over.

Because of the pain, Guarjia Wenyuan's face turned extremely pale.

This real feeling made her have bad thoughts in her mind!

"Your Majesty, go find your Majesty!"

Guarjia Wenyuan struggled to free one hand, took the palace maid's arm and said:

"Tell the Emperor that I'm not feeling well, and ask him to come and see me!"

"Yes, my lord."

After saying this, the palace maid trotted towards the Yangxin Palace.

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

The emperor has been in a bad mood these days, so he asked Su Peisheng to go to Chengqian Palace and invite Zhen Huan over.

"Hanhuan, I've been having headaches lately. Come over here and rub it for me!"

The emperor saw Zhen Huan come in, closed his eyes, rubbed his temple with one hand, and said to Zhen Huan.

"It's the Emperor."

Zhen Huan walked over with a smile on her face. In order to avoid hurting the emperor, she took off the armor on her hands, pressed the emperor's temple, and rubbed it gently:

"Your Majesty, although you are busy with official duties, you must also take care of yourself."

"If it were just a matter of official business, I wouldn't be so upset!"

The emperor opened his eyes, looked at Zhen Huan meaningfully, and closed his eyes again.

Zhen Huan knew that the Emperor was still unhappy about Concubine Fucha's affairs.

But the matter of Noble Lady Fucha has become a taboo, and it is obviously not appropriate to mention it again!

Zhen Huan knew the pros and cons of this, so she decided to do the opposite and never mention those things!

"After helping the Imperial Concubine with palace affairs recently, I finally understood how complicated and trivial the affairs in the palace are. This also made me better understand the difficulties of the Emperor!"

"Your Majesty is the ruler of a country, and he carries the entire country on his shoulders. It is difficult for him to handle the affairs of one palace, let alone the affairs of the world!"

"In my heart, Your Majesty is the smartest and wisest person in the world. Since he is a smart and wise person, he will naturally not worry about someone who is not worth it."

Zhen Huan's tone when speaking was gentle yet steady. She knew what the emperor was thinking but did not expose it directly.

This not only saved the emperor's face, but also relieved his emotions.

After hearing this, the emperor slowly opened his eyes. From his expression, it seemed that he was thinking about something.

After a long while, the Emperor took Zhen Huan's hand away from his temple and said gently:

"Hanhuan, what you say always makes me feel comfortable!"

Zhen Huan looked at the emperor with a smile and said nothing.

The worry on the emperor's face did not disappear, but his eyes were full of tenderness when he looked at Zhen Huan.

His eyes were deeply imprinted on Zhen Huan, and he said calmly and sincerely:

"You are my blessing!"

Zhen Huan felt the affection conveyed by the emperor, put her other hand on the emperor's hand, and said with a smile:

"Your Majesty, as your concubine, I am blessed to be able to share your worries!"

Zhen Huan's words were like a warm current flowing into the emperor's heart, which made him feel much more comforted.

He pulled Zhen Huan to sit down at the table and asked Su Pei to serve tea.

Zhen Huan sat there, looking at the emperor with a smile on her face.

The emperor blinked his lips, looked at Zhen Huan calmly and said:

"Today, those old men from the previous dynasty kept chattering in front of me, saying that I cannot have a queen but a concubine."

"I shouldn't have locked up the queen just for a piece of clothing!"

"A piece of clothing?"

The emperor's tone became heavier, and at the same time, his hand fell on the table with a "smack":

"In my heart, it's more than just a piece of clothing!"

Seeing the emperor like this, Zhen Huan took his hand with a distressed look on her face and blew gently on it:

"Your Majesty, no matter how angry you are, you must not hurt yourself!"

"I understand that in the emperor's mind, Queen Chunyuan's old clothes represent Queen Chunyuan, and there is evidence that it is..."

Zhen Huan said this and looked at the emperor meaningfully.

Although the words were not finished, both of them knew clearly what they meant.

"I do this not only because of Chun Yuan, but more importantly because of you!"

The emperor said, patting Zhen Huan's hand:

"I will never allow anyone to hurt you. No matter who it is, I will stand up for you!"

"The Queen's actions are simply a betrayal of Chun Yuan's kindness to her before his death..."

"I can't tolerate it, and I don't want to tolerate it anymore!"

"Your Majesty, then you..."

Before Zhen Huan could finish her words, she saw Su Peisheng hurried over, apparently with something urgent to report.

"Your Majesty, the maid in Concubine Qi's palace said she wants to see Your Majesty for an urgent matter."

"What does she want at this hour?"

The emperor glanced at Zhen Huan, then looked at Su Peisheng and said:

"I just woke up. It can't be a nightmare?"

"From the tone of the message, it seems that Lady Qi is not feeling well..."

Su Peisheng lowered his head and said in a gentle voice:

"I didn't have time to ask for details before I hurried over to report to the Emperor."

"If you feel uncomfortable, go to the imperial physician. What's the point of going to me?"

The emperor said impatiently:

"I am not an imperial physician, I cannot cure her illness!"

Yup!

As soon as Concubine Qi returned from Yikun Palace, she sent someone to invite the Emperor. Shouldn't she have called the imperial physician?

Because Zhen Huan was invited to the Yangxin Palace as soon as she arrived at the palace, she didn't know whether Guarjia Wenyuan's illness was real or fake!

After all, ever since Guaerjia entered the palace, the most common way she used to win favor was to say that she had a nightmare or was sick...

Seeing that the emperor didn't speak, Su Peisheng raised his eyes and glanced at Zhen Huan cautiously, hoping that she could speak for him.

Zhen Huan leaned towards the emperor, took his arm, and said softly:

"Your Majesty, Concubine Qi is pregnant. I think there is something urgent..."

"Your Majesty, please send someone in to ask questions so that you can feel more at ease!"

After hearing what Zhen Huan said, the emperor finally said, "Spread it!"

After the palace maid came in, she told the emperor about Guarjia Wenyuan's situation.

When the emperor heard this, he stood up immediately:

"Why do you have a stomachache for no reason?"

"Have you called the doctor?"

"I've already sent someone to invite him. I think the imperial physician should be here by now."

The maid was so frightened by the emperor's majesty that she dared not utter a word and said cautiously:

"The young lady said that she must invite His Majesty to come over... Please ask His Majesty to come over and see my young lady!"

Zhen Huan also wanted to know what was going on with Guarjia Wenyuan, so before the emperor could speak, she spoke:

"Your Majesty, the matter of Concubine Qi is a big deal now, you should go and take a look!"

"I will accompany you!"

"Ok!"

The emperor nodded, and then several people rushed to the Guarjia Wenyuan Palace together.

Is it because of the red musk beads?

Or is Concubine Qi using her illness as an excuse to win favor again?

Zhen Huan was thinking about this in her mind and soon arrived at the entrance of the hall.