Travel through Shen Meizhuang to open the system and walk sideways in the harem

Looking at Zhen Huan's leaving back, Shen Meimei knew that the rift between her and Zhen Huan was growing deeper and deeper.

Shen Meimei frowned and sighed with a sad face:

"Oh my god, how can we complete the task assigned by the system? There are only three months left! How can we make Zhen Huan and Prince Guo a couple?"

In just a few days, Shen Meimei became the target of criticism from almost all the harem.

In the past, the queen abused her power to bully others and harmed concubines. Many people hated her so much that they wanted to get rid of her as soon as possible.

Now, his revenge plan seemed to be about to succeed, but it was shattered because of Shen Meimei.

In the Sui Yuxuan, Shen Meimei was in a bad mood, so she asked Caixing and Caiyue to bring a pot of good wine, hoping to drink to relieve her sorrow.

The winemaking technology in ancient times was limited, and even the white wine had a relatively low alcohol content and tasted more like beer.

Shen Meimei held the wine glass and drank one cup after another, but the sorrow in her heart did not diminish at all.

Just at this moment, Wen Shichu came in and looked at Shen Meimei with heartache.

When Shen Meimei picked up the wine glass again and wanted to drink it all, Wen Shichu stretched out his hand to stop her. He snatched the wine glass, put it on the table, and said:

"Empress Hui, what's wrong with you? Drinking too much is bad for your health!"

Shen Meimei stretched lazily, and vaguely saw that it was Wen Shichu. She said indifferently:

"You're here! Now Huan'er ignores me, and the entire harem dislikes me. What do you think I should do? Instead of going out and getting bullied, I might as well hide in Suiyuxuan, drink some wine, look after the kids, and kill some boring time!"

When Wen Shichu saw Shen Meimei giving up on herself like this, he said with heartache:

"Empress Huifei, no matter what others do, I will always care about you. Instead of being like this, you should work hard and fight for a good future for Jinghe. I will always care about you and be by your side!"

When Shen Meimei heard Wen Shichu say this, she immediately became energetic.

She stared at Wen Shichu's face and asked seriously:

"Tell me, do you still like Huan'er? Between me and Zhen Huan, who do you like more? Don't lie to me, tell me the truth!"

Shen Meimei drank too much, and the memory of Meizhuang in her brain became clearer.

Wen Shichu was shocked when he heard this. He didn't dare to answer this question. He thought of his crippled body and it was meaningless to ask this question again.

"Your Majesty is drunk. I will prescribe a prescription for you to sober up. Drink one bowl and have a good sleep, and you will be better tomorrow!" Wen Shichu did not answer directly. As he spoke, he took out paper and pen from the medicine box and prepared to write.

And Shen Meimei didn't know why, but she snatched Wen Shichu's pen and threw it to the ground:

"What's wrong with you? I asked you a question just now, but you didn't answer me. I also know that the person you like is Zhen Huan, right? If you hadn't been drunk and had the love potion that day, you wouldn't have..."

Without waiting for Shen Meimei to continue, Wen Shichu stood up and hugged Shen Meimei. He said softly:

"The wine we drank that day was not enough to move me, Mei'er, I really like you! From now on, I only like you! Although my body is imperfect, this imperfect body can stay by your side forever. Mei'er, don't drink anymore!"

As Shen Meimei listened to Wen Shichu's love words, her heart ached slightly. Perhaps it was Shen Meizhuang's memory that was at work.

After an unknown amount of time, Wen Shichu picked up Shen Meimei and gently put her on the bed. He covered her with a quilt and went to the small kitchen to boil medicine.

It was already noon the next day when Shen Meimei woke up. She rubbed her dizzy head and looked at the medicine on the table.

She thought about it carefully, but couldn't remember anything.