Zhen Huan Reborn as Langya to Cure Yi Syndrome

The Jiuhan Soup cut off all possibilities for Han Xiang, putting an end to it once and for all.

Zhen Huan told Balin Meiruo, "Meiruo, keep an eye on Ruyi and don't let her serve the Jiuhan soup to Hanxiang. Chunxi in her palace is my servant and will help you."

Balin Meiruo looked at Zhen Huan pitifully and said, "Why didn't your Majesty ask Concubine Yu to keep an eye on her? I haven't played with Jinghuan for a long time."

Zhen Huan comforted her, "Ling Fei and Yu Guiren have no memories of their past lives, so it's always hard to talk about these things that need to be prevented. Jia Fei and Shu Fei have no memories of Han Xiang, so it's inevitable that they don't know the details as well as you do."

"Mei Ruo, thank you for your hard work. When this is over, I will allow you to take Jing Hua back to stay for a few days, okay?"

Balin Meiruo said happily: "Okay, Your Majesty's errand, I dare not neglect it, I will definitely do it well."

"Han Xiang didn't sleep with you, so there shouldn't be any problems for the time being. Just relax for two days."

Hai Lan remembered something and asked again: "Madam, in the previous life, the emperor asked Xian to promise to persuade Han Xiang to sleep with him. I wonder how Madam is going to deal with it?"

Zhen Huan said: "How should we deal with this? Tell the emperor directly. I am an old woman and I don't have the face to persuade a young girl to do these things."

If he has the nerve, he can speak out.

That night, just as Zhen Huan fell asleep, a palace maid from Chuxiu Palace came to ask for a meeting.

The maid said, "Excuse me, Queen, my master said that this matter should not be publicized."

Zhen Huan nodded and moved closer to the little palace maid, who whispered, "Rong Chang used the hands of a western clock and scratched her face, and there is a commotion in Chuxiu Palace."

Zhen Huan asked, "Is the emperor injured?"

"Never."

Fortunately, the nine clans of Hanxiang were saved.

Zhen Huan quickly redressed her makeup and rushed to Chuxiu Palace.

When I walked into the door of Hanxiang Palace, I saw Yihuan already hugging Hanxiang and comforting her. The wound on her face was roughly coated with medicine, and the blood had already dried.

Bao Shanglu lowered his head and stood far away respectfully, fearing that he would be affected.

Ye Tianshi was in the palace, but the news was not spread. It turned out that he knew that he was not glorious and did not want Ye Tianshi to know.

Hongli looked up and saw Zhen Huan, and broke the vase closest to him.

"Who asked the Queen to come?"

Zhen Huan approached Hongli and persuaded him, "Your Majesty, Rong Changzai is still young and doesn't understand the rules of the palace. Give her some more time."

Hongli left with a wave of his sleeves, leaving behind one sentence: "Don't let the Empress Dowager know."

Zhen Huan ordered the other palace servants not to spread what happened today, and ordered Bao Shanglu to treat Han Xiang's injuries well, and then prepared to take Yi Huan away.

Han Xiang suddenly called out to Zhen Huan, "I have something to ask the Queen."

Zhen Huan motioned for everyone else to go down and stay alone with Han Xiang.

"Princess Hanxiang, please speak."

"Does the queen have a lover?"

"Had."

"Is it the Emperor?"

"No."

"How did the queen forget her lover and live here peacefully?"

There was no sarcasm in Han Xiang's expression and tone today, only pain and confusion. She asked the question sincerely.

"Of course it hurts to be unable to be with the one you love, and it feels like my internal organs are burning, but what can I do? There is a saying in the Central Plains that the situation is stronger than the person. I am too insignificant. I can't resist the will of heaven, nor can I resist the supremacy of the emperor."

"In life, there are other things besides love. I choose to shoulder my responsibilities and compromise for the sake of my family and children."

Han Xiang held her head in pain: "How is this compromise different from being a prostitute?"

Zhen Huan smiled bitterly: "So what if they are prostitutes? How many prostitutes are willing to sell themselves? Aren't they forced to do so? They just want to survive, what's wrong with that?"

Zhen Huan looked at Han Xiang and said, "Princess, you are very beautiful, you are very smart and you are not tainted by worldly things. Your father treats you very well, right?"

Han Xiang smiled self-deprecatingly: "I used to think he was very good to me."

Zhen Huan said, "But Han Qi persuaded him to attach himself to Huo Jizhan, and from then on you fell from heaven to hell, right?"

Hanxiang said nothing, tears streaming down her face.

"Princess, do you know? Once people have capital, they will fight for power and profit. Today, the Han tribe failed, so you came here. If the Qing Dynasty failed, there would be a Qing woman who would leave her homeland and go to the Han tribe."

"You have come all the way here and seen the power and prosperity of the Qing Dynasty. You should know that your father did not make the wrong choice this time. He sent you here in the hope of calming the hearts of the emperor and the people of Han tribe, hoping that you can always rely on the strong and prevent another woman in Han tribe from following your path."

"As a king respected by the people of Han, he must give up something."

Han Xiang was in tears, the hot tears stinging the wound on her cheek, but she was unaware and the wound in her heart hurt even more.

Zhen Huan handed Han Xiang a handkerchief and waited quietly for her next words.

"If we don't rely on the Qing Dynasty, will the emperor really exterminate our clan?"

"Perhaps they won't massacre the elderly, women and children, but the Han tribe stands between the Qing Dynasty and the Hezhuo territories, blocking the emperor's territory. Sending troops to suppress them is absolutely unavoidable."

Han Xiang closed her eyes, and the pure white snow-capped mountains in her mind turned into a sea of ​​corpses and blood. Her father and Han Qi died in the battle together, and her mother also came here to be a slave.

"Thank you Queen, I'll think it over."

"Okay, I promise you that no one will bother you these days except Doctor Bao."

Baoyue Tower was completed, and the scars on Hanxiang's face became very faint marks. If you didn't look closely, you couldn't see them at all, and if you looked closely, they didn't affect her beauty.

During this period, no one disturbed her, including Hongli, who had never stepped into the Chuxiu Palace.

Yihuan asked the palace servants to help Hanxiang move to the palace.

Although Han Xiang is not enthusiastic, she is not as cold and arrogant as before.

"Thank you for taking care of me during this period. When my new palace is ready, I welcome you to visit me."

Yihuan nodded and sent her away with a smile.

The other concubines didn't know how to react. The owner of Baoyue Tower didn't like to interact with them. Going there would be dislike, but not going to congratulate him on his new house would also be unreasonable.

Hongli directly issued an edict to invite everyone to visit, which avoided embarrassment. They went to visit with gifts, without eating or drinking, and just looked around and made a few praises before leaving.

Baoyue Tower is three stories high and is far away from the Qifu Temple in the capital. Its interior design is in a style that the concubines have never seen before.

All the concubines were obsessed with the beauty of Baoyue Tower and couldn't extricate themselves.

E Yinzhu sighed: "This place is so beautiful, and we can also see other buildings in the capital. It's a pity that we only have this one chance to come here."

Gao Xiyue smiled and said, "It's the same when we go to Jingshan. You can have fun there."

Hanxiang just stood quietly by the window, staring at the Qifu Temple in the distance, imagining that she was still in Hanbu.

Others did not dare to disturb her and visited in silence.

Just as everyone was about to leave, Hongli arrived and happily showed off his financial resources.