Legend of Zhen Huan: Rebirth of Zhen Huan

"Let Eunuch Kang come in."

After An Lingrong calmed down, Zhen Huan said to Xiao Yunzi outside the door.

Soon, the palace door was opened, and Kang Luhai bowed and walked in with a smile on his face:

"My lady, this has just come from outside the palace, it's very informative."

An Lingrong did not answer. She took the letter from Kang Luhai with a serious expression. After looking at Zhen Huan, she hurriedly opened the letter and read it.

Although Yu Ying'er didn't know many words, she couldn't help but put her head forward out of curiosity.

Unexpectedly, after reading the letter, An Lingrong threw it on the table, stood up, and said out of control:

"Just because you gave birth to me and raised me, does that mean you can control me for the rest of my life?"

"I am asked to consider the relationship between father and daughter and speak well of him in front of the emperor and ask for a good official position."

"Who does he think I am? I'm just a little concubine in the harem!"

"I clearly rejected him in his last letter, but he came to me crying this time. What does he want from me?"

"Does he have to let me and my mother go only when I die and give him back all my flesh and bones?"

Yu Ying'er couldn't recognize complete characters, and she was guessing. Just as she saw An Bihuai complaining about his unhappy life, she was frightened by An Lingrong's angry roar.

Although Zhen Huan didn't read the letter, she understood most of it. She gave Yu Ying'er a look, and Yu Ying'er shook her head blankly.

When her eyes fell on the letter thrown on the table, she hurriedly took it and showed it to Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang.

Afterwards, she returned to An Lingrong, pulled her to sit down, and advised her not to be too sad to avoid hurting her body.

At this moment, Kang Luhai stood aside with his head lowered, like a child who had done something wrong, not daring to speak.

It was the first time he saw An Lingrong lose her temper.

"It's absolutely abominable."

After reading the letter, Shen Meizhuang slammed her hand on the table fiercely:

"I really can't imagine what kind of father would say such words to his own daughter, and even use his first wife as a tool to threaten her..."

As she spoke, Shen Meizhuang stood up, walked to An Lingrong and said:

"Lingrong, since you have already made up your mind, don't let your father lead you by the nose. I don't believe that a small county magistrate like him can turn the tables under the emperor's feet."

"If all else fails, let's hand this letter over to the Emperor and let him make the decision. Then I'll see who will be the one to suffer the consequences."

The reason why Shen Meizhuang was so angry was that, in all her years of experience, she had never seen a father who was so indifferent to the lives of his children;

Secondly, I felt unfair for An Lingrong.

At this time, An Lingrong was crying inconsolably because of anger, tension, worry and other emotions, and her hands were shaking uncontrollably.

If it were just about herself, she didn't want to have anything to do with An Bihuai at all, but when she thought of her mother Lin Xiu, she became conflicted again.

When Zhen Huan looked at An Lingrong, her eyes couldn't help but flash back to the various ways An Lingrong had cleaned up the mess for An Bihuai in her previous life, and she couldn't help but feel more distressed.

"Lingrong, don't worry. I have asked Yujiao to send more people to protect your aunt secretly. If there is any disturbance, they will notify the Zhen Mansion immediately."

"But..." Zhen Huan said, and looked at An Lingrong hesitantly.

This glance made An Lingrong, whose mood had slowly calmed down, unconsciously nervous again.

She wiped her tears, walked to Zhen Huan, took her hand and asked:

"Sister Huan, is there something wrong? Tell me quickly, or Lingrong's heart will be in turmoil, as if it's about to jump out."

Zhen Huan did not respond to her immediately, but patted the back of her hand to comfort her, pulled her to sit beside her, and then expressed her concerns:

"If Lord An comes to Beijing in person to take Aunt back, even our Zhen family cannot say no..."

When speaking, Zhen Huan paused:

"After all, my aunt is his first wife. According to etiquette and law, he has the right to take his wife back, unless... my aunt is no longer his wife."

Hearing what Zhen Huan said, An Lingrong raised her head and was about to say something, but swallowed it back.

Zhen Huan understood the conflict in her heart, but she had to analyze the current situation to her.

Otherwise, they may cause greater troubles in the future due to internal and external troubles.

Thinking of this, Zhen Huan continued;

"So, Lingrong, if you want to truly solve this problem, you have to make your own decision. If you ask the emperor to make the decision and hand the letter to him, Lord An will inevitably be convicted. But I can also find a way to get the emperor to agree, so that your aunt can completely escape his control and regain her freedom."

"Only in this way can you and your aunt live a truly peaceful life."

After hearing this, An Lingrong's eyes became redder again.

Shen Meizhuang wanted to say some more words of advice, but seeing her like this, she couldn't bear it, so she patted her back and said a few simple words:

"Yes, Lingrong, Huan'er is right. I know you can't make up your mind right now, but there are some things you still have to think clearly about yourself."

"But no matter what, you must remember that our sisterhood will always be by your side, supporting you and will not let you face it alone."

Yu Ying'er also walked over quickly and said:

"Sister Mei is right, Sister An, we will always be by your side."

At this time, An Lingrong was already moved to tears, and the sisters clasped their hands even more tightly.

This scene brought tears to Kang Luhai's eyes. He thought to himself:

Fortunately, I changed my ways and became a new person, so that I, a wild slave who was not wanted by anyone, could serve such a loyal master...

At this moment, Xiao Yunzi walked in quickly. He first bowed to Zhen Huan, then looked at An Lingrong, cupped his hands and said with a smile:

"Empress An is very happy."

After hearing this, everyone was like a monk who was at a loss - they were confused.

An Lingrong quickly wiped the tears from her eyes and asked:

"Great joy? Why should I be happy right now?"

Xiao Yunzi looked at Zhen Huan and then smiled:

"Lord An has just been promoted by the Emperor, directly from the ninth rank to the fourth rank prefect!"

It has been less than an hour since An Lingrong received the letter, and such a big change has taken place in the previous dynasty. It is really unbelievable.

Could it be that An Bihuai was lucky and had someone to help him?

Zhen Huan thought about it. Based on the development of her previous life, she really couldn't think of any other noble lady besides An Lingrong.

An Lingrong was also surprised. She first glanced at the sisters, then said as if to prove her innocence:

"It's not me. After receiving the letter last time, I didn't..."