Zhen Huan Reborn as Langya to Cure Yi Syndrome

After busy year after year, the New Year came unexpectedly. The palace banquet was lively and both the guests and hosts were having a great time, but Zhen Huan was left with only fatigue.

I dragged my heavy body back to Changchun Palace and took off my heavy ceremonial clothes and jewelry. Only then did I feel a little relieved.

In the past, everyone stayed up together to celebrate the New Year, but now time is not forgiving and many people can’t stand it anymore, so they go their separate ways.

Zhen Huan changed into casual clothes and sat on the couch to rest. Suddenly, she saw the lights in the courtyard were on.

She walked out of the bedroom and saw that everyone had arrived.

Gao Xiyue came forward and said, "You have to work hard for everything during the New Year. You are really tired. We couldn't bear to see you continue to stay there, so we said we were tired."

"But it's New Year's Day, and I couldn't bear to let you stay alone in the palace, so I thought of coming here to chat with you. I didn't expect that everyone had the same idea, so when we met on the road, we came together."

Zhen Huan smiled. She was wearing heavy wedding clothes and had a gentle and dignified smile. She was indeed tired. Although she didn't want to be alone in the palace, she really couldn't hold on.

Now that they can get together at Changchun Palace, they immediately feel the festive atmosphere has returned.

Zhen Huan asked the palace maids to quickly clean up the largest warm room in Changchun Palace, because she didn't want her babies to get cold.

Wei Yanwan went to clean up with Lianxin. She brought the occasion decorations she had made herself, including red lanterns, window decorations, and Chinese knots.

Jin Yuyan brought ginseng soup to replenish everyone's energy and spirit. It was warm and a sip of it could drive away the cold and fatigue.

Huang Qiying went into the small kitchen and made some quick snacks to relieve the greasiness.

Chu Ying brought her treasured warm jade mahjong, which feels warm to the touch and is a perfect winter gift.

Everyone went into the warm room and admired Wei Yanwan's skillful hands. The beautiful and intricate lanterns hung on the four corners of the warm room were magnificent.

Wei Yanwan and Lu Muping each lay on a chaise longue with thick cushions, covered with a cashmere mattress.

They are about to give birth after the New Year and are now under key protection, so no one dares to move them.

It’s Chinese New Year, and I want to catch up on some sleep with everyone. Even though it’s noisy, I can still have a peaceful rest.

A few people gathered in groups of three or four to play mahjong, drink tea and chat.

Su Lujun was very lucky today. Jin Yuyan grumbled in dissatisfaction: "Pure Concubine, you are not pure anymore. You are cheating secretly. How come all the good cards go to you?"

Su Lujun was not angry either, and said smugly: "It's past midnight, it looks like this year will be my prosperous year."

When Zhen Huan and Hai Lan heard this, they turned to look at her and smiled at each other.

Yihuan and Chen Wanyin sat together, playing a small game of flying flowers, drinking with those who couldn't come up with a poem. It was New Year's Day, so what was wrong with getting drunk?

Balin Meiruo and Ke Guiren were still young, strong and not afraid of the cold, so they went to the courtyard to watch the stars, playing and laughing.

Balin Meiruo opened the cotton curtain and came in, just in time to hear Yihuan reciting: "There will be a time to ride on the wind and waves, and set sail to cross the vast ocean."

She and Concubine Ke sat on small stools below the two men, with their heads in their hands, listening with fascination.

"My lady, your poetry recitation is so beautiful."

Chen Wanyin said: "Not only does it sound good, but when the queen recites Li Bai, her whole body glows."

Concubine Ke looked at them with starry eyes: "Sisters, you all recite poems beautifully, can you teach me?"

Balin Meiruo leaned on Concubine Ke and whispered, "Can you teach me too?"

Yi Huan was already tipsy, and said loudly: "Okay, everyone, Li Bai is the Immortal Poet, and all that crap imperial poetry, go to hell. I will laugh out loud and go out, I am not a commoner."

E Yinzhu and A Ruo each had a cup and were already drunk. When they heard Yi Huan's words, they said, "What are you talking about? What are you talking about? That's it. Go to hell. Whoever wants to go to work during the New Year can go. I'm not going to work anymore."

Ah Ruo patted the E Yin Zhu and reminded her to toast: "I can do it too. Saints and wise men in ancient times were all lonely. Only drinkers left their names. Come, cheers."

Zhen Huan then thought of the Emperor. While other concubines were taking a break during the New Year, she couldn't.

Call Su Lian to find out.

Su Lian came back to report: "In reply to your Majesty, General Zhaohui led a large army several years ago to completely wipe out the rebellion of the two Hezhuos, and brought the southern foothills of the Tianshan Mountains back into the territory of the Qing Dynasty."

"The emperor was particularly happy today. He returned to the Yangxin Palace and had a few drinks. He is already drunk and fell asleep. Eunuch Jinzhong said that he will take good care of the emperor, so you can rest assured."

Zhen Huan nodded and joined them in complaining about the emperor.

After the New Year, the army is about to return triumphantly, and Hongli will hold a banquet in the palace to reward the troops. Zhen Huan's war against insects will face new challenges.

She shook her head to put aside the disturbing thoughts. No matter how big the problem was, she would solve it tomorrow.

Zhao Hui led his army forward in the freezing cold. The joy of victory and the longing for home inspired the soldiers, and they marched very quickly.

Princess Hanxiang, presented by the Han tribe, was sitting in a carriage, exhausted both physically and mentally.

Regardless of her wishes, her father forcibly broke off her engagement with her childhood sweetheart and gave him to Zhao Hui, asking Zhao Hui to take her to Beijing like a commodity and give her to an old man as a concubine.

The hot tears had just flowed out of my eyes when they were cooled by the strong wind from the snowy mountains, sliding down my cheeks, feeling bone-chillingly cold.

She was reluctant and heartbroken. She was full of worries about her future. Despair and sadness filled her. She hadn't spoken a word for twenty days.

She wanted to end her life countless times before getting on the carriage, and the tribesmen knelt at her feet, begging her for mercy.

The Han tribe once sided with the Dzungars in the Qing-Dzungar War, but later chose Hojizhan over the Qing emperor.

The king's two political investments failed, and Zhao Hui wanted to destroy the Han tribe on the way back. The king had no choice but to hand over power and willingly submit to the Qing Dynasty and become a slave of the Qing court, and she was one of the gifts to show his loyalty.

People in the Central Plains said that those days were their New Year, and they should do some good deeds during the New Year and spare their lives.

Zhao Hui looked at the girl in the carriage. The princess looked very delicate, so out of humanitarian spirit, he slowed down the march a little.

What he didn't know was.

He in his previous life: This princess is so beautiful. If I can capture her and present her to the emperor, I will have made a great contribution.

In his present life: The small Han tribe dares to call itself the Khan and the princess, so he will destroy it and add a dish to it.

Just by slowing down a little, the soldiers almost died in the snow-capped mountains.

Han Xiang's lover Han Qi, with his assassins, chases after Han Xiang, trying to get her back.

The horse galloped along the way. He saw the army in the distance. The intense longing stimulated him. He couldn't help but shouting loudly: "Han Xiang, Han Xiang."

Zhao Hui heard this and spat, "God damn it, I'm so angry, why didn't I poison him to silence him? Doesn't he know that with such a big commotion on the snowy mountain, there could be an avalanche at any time?"

He is a member of the so-called Tianshan Han tribe. Does he want everyone to die together?

The deputy commander asked Zhao Hui for his opinion: "Should we order the officer to shoot him with arrows and end the matter?"

Zhao Hui stopped him, saying, "No, the noise is too loud and we are still far away. Order us to advance at full speed."

Damn it, run.