Legend of Zhen Huan: Zhen Huan is reborn

070 The past is dark and cannot be retrieved, but the future is bright and brilliant

After getting rid of Nian Shilan's constant difficulties and obstruction, the fetus in Zhen Huan's belly gradually entered the sixth month. On the other hand, Fu Cha Peiyun's pregnancy was nearing the end and was about to enter the ninth month.

This made Zhen Huan wonder, was it just a coincidence that Yixiu didn't plot this time, or was she doing something else? This allowed Fucha Peiyun to get through this long pregnancy so smoothly, without any mistakes until now.

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In recent days, Fucha Peiyun has repeatedly invited Yinzhen to her side on the pretext of abdominal discomfort. Her actions seemed to be a joke in the eyes of others, and everyone chose to stay away from her and did not dare to get involved easily.

After all, she was nine months pregnant. If anything unexpected happened at this moment and she was implicated in it for no reason, it would be a troublesome matter that she would have no way to defend herself and would not be worth the loss.

Therefore, although everyone discussed it privately, they all kept a respectful distance.

(Smashed Jade Pavilion)

On this day, Yinzhen finally broke away from Fucha Peiyun's frequent summons and came to Zhen Huan's residence.

At this time, Zhen Huan was playing with the Sixth Prince Hong Yang. She looked at the child tenderly and said softly, "Rong Er, look at Hong Yang. He has really grown up a lot in recent times."

An Lingrong smiled and said, "Yes, children always grow up very fast. When my sister's child is born, he will be able to play with Hongyang. What a warm scene that will be."

Yinzhen walked into the room quietly without notifying anyone in advance. He happened to see this warm scene. The corners of his mouth rose and he chuckled, "It seems that only here can my heart find a moment of peace and joy."

Upon hearing the voice, Zhen Huan and An Lingrong quickly stood up and bowed respectfully: "Your Majesty, your servants pay their respects to you."

Yinzhen waved his hand, signaling them not to greet each other, and then slowly walked towards Zhen Huan, his eyes gently falling on her growing belly, and whispered: "Didn't I tell you to rest more? Look at your belly, it's getting heavier, you have to be very careful."

Zhen Huan felt a warm current in her heart. She was grateful but did not forget to ask, "Thank you for your consideration, Your Majesty. But how did Your Majesty have time to come here today? Don't you need to accompany Noble Lady Fucha?"

Upon hearing this, Yinzhen's eyes flashed with a smile, and he jokingly said, "Why do I feel that there is a faint sour smell in the air here?"

An Lingrong smiled softly with her hands covering her mouth. Zhen Huan suddenly realized what was going on and said coquettishly, "The Emperor loves to make fun of me."

After saying this, she turned around gently, her face filled with a blush of happiness.

Seeing this, An Lingrong couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh, and Yinzhen was also amused by this sudden relaxed atmosphere.

However, this tranquility was soon broken by Su Peisheng's arrival.

"Your Majesty." Su Peisheng bowed, interrupting the joy in the room.

"What's the matter?" Yinzhen restrained his smile and asked.

"Someone from the Yanx Palace came to tell us that Noble Lady Fucha is feeling unwell and they hope you can come over to see her." Su Peisheng reported truthfully.

Upon hearing this, Yinzhen frowned slightly and said impatiently: "I am not an imperial physician, how can I cure her illness? It would be more appropriate to ask the imperial physician to go and treat her."

Su Peisheng seemed to have anticipated Yinzhen's reaction and explained, "Your Majesty is right. I also reported this to you, but Noble Lady Fucha insisted that the fetus in her belly seemed to miss Your Majesty very much. It was really hard for me to refuse."

Seeing this, Zhen Huan gently advised: "Your Majesty, you should go and see her. After all, Noble Lady Fucha is already nine months pregnant. At this last moment, no detail can be taken lightly."

Although Yinzhen frowned and showed his reluctance, he understood that it was his duty and had to agree.

He sighed softly, turned to Zhen Huan and said, "I came here today because I have something to tell you."

"Oh? What makes the emperor so concerned?" Zhen Huan asked curiously.

Yinzhen smiled slightly, with a gentle light in his eyes: "I have decided to give you a new title."

When Zhen Huan heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes, and she humbly replied, "I am all ears."

"The past is dark and cannot be retrieved, but the future is bright and glorious. So I named you 'Xi', which means your future will be like the morning light, full of brightness and hope." Yinzhen said slowly, his words full of expectation.

After hearing this, Zhen Huan felt a surge of warmth in her heart, but she couldn't help wondering, "Why did the emperor suddenly think of changing my title?"

Yinzhen replied casually: "I just think the word 'Guang' may no longer suit you."

He did not elaborate on the reason, and immediately stood up and prepared to leave. "Well, I still need to go to the Yanxi Palace to visit Noble Lady Fucha. You and Noble Lady Rou should have a good rest. I will come to visit you another day."

Zhen Huan and An Lingrong quickly stood up and bowed respectfully, saying, "Your Highness, I respectfully send you off."

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The news that Yinzhen changed Zhen Huan's title spread like a spring breeze, quickly spreading to every corner of the harem and causing private discussions and speculations among many concubines.

They were either curious, jealous, or suspicious, and they all wondered whether there was an unknown secret hidden behind this.

Among all the discussions, Yixiu was the most surprised and uneasy.

Yixiu has always been known for her calmness and restraint, and she always manages to maintain an aloof attitude towards the changes in the harem.

However, this time Zhen Huan's change of title made her feel unprecedentedly threatened.

(Jingren Palace)

Yi Zhengzhen sat upright at her desk, practicing calligraphy with full concentration. On the rice paper, a vigorous and powerful word "静" (quiet) appeared on the paper, as if it was the peaceful place she was pursuing in her heart.

However, this tranquility did not last long. Jianqiu's words were like a sudden storm, breaking the tranquility.

"Your Majesty..." Jianqiu's voice was a little hesitant, but he still spoke.

"Didn't I say that I don't like to be disturbed when practicing calligraphy?" There was a hint of displeasure in Yixiu's voice, but she quickly realized that Jianqiu's tone was unusual, so she stopped the brush in her hand and turned to look at Jianqiu.

"I know I was wrong, but this matter is of great importance." Jianqiu explained quickly.

"Oh? What's so urgent?" Yixiu raised his eyebrows slightly, motioning Jianqiu to continue.

"There's news from Suiyuxuan that the emperor suddenly changed Concubine Wan's title, and said that the original character 'Wan' was not good." Jianqiu lowered her voice and told Yixiu all the news.

Upon hearing this, Yixiu's brush in her hand trembled involuntarily, and a drop of ink dripped down and landed right on the carefully written word "静", instantly destroying it.

She sighed softly and told Huichun to destroy the rice paper, but her eyes were filled with complex emotions.

"Xi... the past is dark and cannot be retrieved, but the future is bright and brilliant." Yixiu murmured to himself, as if he was savoring the deep meaning behind this new title.

She looked up out the window. The sky seemed a little darker than before. "Has the emperor completely fallen in love with Zhen Huan? What about my sister..." There was a subtle hint of loneliness and worry in her voice.

Seeing this, Jianqiu said with endless worry, "Your Majesty, Concubine Nian is under house arrest now, and Concubine Xi is also on the rise. In my opinion, she will be made a concubine without waiting for her to give birth to a child."

Yixiu nodded slightly, but her expression did not relax at all.

"Yes, what should I do then..." She muttered to herself, as if she was asking herself, or as if she was asking Jianqiu.

There was silence between the master and servant for a while. Each of them had his own plans in mind, but was unwilling to speak out easily.