Zhen Huan Reborn as Langya to Cure Yi Syndrome

Princess Hengchu was the child of the most astute couple in the previous dynasty.

If Ruyi dares to make trouble, I will make her regret coming into this world.

Zhen Huan once asked Heng Chui if she was willing to go to Mulan Hunting Ground together, and Heng Chui said that she didn't miss the grassland at all. She decided to stay to accompany the Empress Dowager and take care of the princes and princesses who went hunting separately.

Vast grasslands, vast stars, bonfire parties, here we come.

In the previous life, during this autumn hunt, there was an assassin. Although it was done by Wei Yanwan and E Yinzhu, it was inevitable that the power of the plot would send some more monsters and demons.

Therefore, Zhen Huan advised Hongli to double the guards, using the excuse that many concubines were leaving this time.

The huge procession headed towards Mulan Paddock. From the moment they got on the carriage, the concubines put aside their usual elegance and sat leisurely in the carriage, looking at the beautiful scenery outside the window.

Under the blue sky, with white clouds, early autumn has dispelled the summer heat, but has not taken away the vitality of all things.

It is a tradition for Mongolian princes to accompany their daughters on autumn hunts. This year, Hanti has also come with his attendants, so he can take the opportunity to give his daughter some local specialties.

Although Han Xiang became the favorite concubine as expected, people are shaped by the land and water they live in, and no treasure, no matter how good, can be as good as the local specialties.

She had to pay her respects to Hongli, report on her work, attend various banquets, and accompany him hunting every day before she had the chance to see her daughter secretly.

While Hongli was entertaining princes and ministers, Zhen Huan and her concubines found a large area and had a bonfire party.

When the sky was filled with sunset glow, everyone started to get ready, and the special delicacies like water were brought up by the palace servants.

Not to mention roasted whole lamb, pot tea, and steamed lamb, Huang Qiying also prepared a few pastries that she learned during the southern tour.

Eating rice cakes, golden cakes, and sea bass sashimi on the grassland is a pleasure that can only be enjoyed in later times when transportation is well-connected.

Han Xiang asked Ha Li to prepare the Han tribe's eight-treasure tea, which was made from eight delicious ingredients including sand date, longan, sesame, wolfberry, etc., and added with rich and sweet rose jam.

Jin Yuyan took a sip and exclaimed, "Does palace fighting still require the use of brains?"

When she is reborn next time, she will conquer all her competitors with delicious food.

As night fell and the sky was clear with stars, Zhen Huan lit a bonfire herself, and the flames illuminated pairs of expectant eyes.

After eating and drinking, the concubines danced around the bonfire. E Yinzhu's dance seemed a little funny in the Forbidden City, but it was particularly cool and handsome under the bonfire under the starry sky on the grassland.

Han Xiang was shy. Under the pull of the Mongolian trio, she slowly took a step forward and shook her shoulders following E Yinzhu.

The same movements, but her arms and legs are long, and her dance is so graceful and light like a fairy.

The Mongolian maid played the horse-head fiddle and sang, and everyone held hands and danced in circles.

In this kind of atmosphere, coupled with a few glasses of mare's milk, even an introvert like Chen Wanyin let loose and started to sing and dance with her sisters, drinking poetry and drinking.

Jin Yuyan and Bai Ruiji were having even more fun. Under the vast grassland, the music drowned out their voices and they could laugh and scream to their heart's content.

Gao Xiyue holds a pipa and joins the performing army, letting you witness the murderous power of the pipa.

Su Lujun said, "Oh my god, is this what the young people in later generations call folk music disco?"

After getting tired of dancing, everyone had a midnight snack and chatted.

Balin Meiruo sang a homesick tune in Mongolian; her voice was particularly melodious and ethereal in the night breeze.

Concubine Ke put her arm around her shoulders and rested her head on them. She thought that in her lifetime, perhaps she would be buried in the capital after her death and would never be able to return to the grassland.

Balin Meiruo was even more sad. The third princess brought her father specially, but she didn't know how to face her father.

Yihuan understood Mongolian and couldn't help but sing along with Meiruo.

Even though the other concubines didn't understand the songs, they still shed tears along with their singing. The infectious power of music transcends nationality and language.

E Yinzhu sat in front of Han Xiang and said, "Han Xiang, do you know that I have had three dead fiancés?"

Han Xiang looked at the E Yin Pearl in shock.

E Yinzhu smiled calmly: "I was engaged three times, but each time, my fiancé died in battle before the wedding. So I waited until I was thirty before entering the palace."

Han Xiang's voice was filled with sadness as she asked, "Is there anyone here that you truly like?"

"Of course there are. How could there not be? But life is a long journey. After being sad and crying, you always have to wipe away your tears and move forward."

E Yinzhu asked again: "You were so sad at the beginning, was it really just because of that man?"

Han Xiang said: "At the beginning, he died in front of me, and I was really heartbroken. Now that I have passed the most difficult time, I think my sadness at the time was also because I left my hometown and was away from my parents."

"So I want to go back. I can't accept marrying a stranger from so far away and never seeing my parents again."

E Yinzhu smiled with satisfaction: "That's right, love is important, parents and friends are also important, and oneself is the most important."

"Can you please be happy? Compared to those who died in the war, we are already very happy living in the peace they protect."

E Yinzhu patted his chest and said, "Willn't that man take you to ride a horse? I can do that too. I'll take you there tomorrow."

Han Xiang lay in E Yinzhu's arms and cried bitterly. Tonight was the last time for her to cry freely.

Gao Xiyue shed tears of happiness. The old man promised her that he would live a few more years and wait for the opportunity for them to meet again.

Hai Lan asked Zhen Huan if she missed her family and loved ones?

Zhen Huan knew what she meant, she was asking Zhen Huan, not Empress Fucha.

She has always carried the memories of her past life with her, and cannot recognize her relatives when she meets them, and watches others reunite alone.

Zhen Huan's tears rolled down her cheeks. She had lived for more than a hundred years and she thought she would forget the past events, but she could not. They were just briefly sealed in the deepest part of her memory.

Hai Lan hugged Zhen Huan tightly and said, "Thank you. You will be rewarded. We will have a chance to reunite in the future."

After playing all night, everyone dragged their tired bodies back to the tent.

The next day, Zhen Huan took a deep breath and led the concubines to see Hongli off and go hunting.

Hongli looked at the queen, with dark circles under her eyes, a forced smile, and a hoarse voice. He couldn't help but ask, "Is the queen feeling unwell? Is it because of the climate?"

Zhen Huan shook her head slightly and said, "This is my first time to arrive at the enclosure. I was a little excited to see the beautiful scenery, so I went to bed late yesterday."

When Hongli saw his concubines all in this state, Yu Yingke was unwilling to accompany him hunting.

Hongli looked at Wei Yanwan aggrievedly. Wei Yanwan was so unsteady when she walked that she was really unable to do it.

Wei Yanwan had the happiest time. She resolved the knot between her and her mother that had lasted for many years. Her mother received an imperial decree and she could enter the palace in the future. She had no regrets in her life.

While everyone else was choking with tears, she was eating, drinking and dancing happily.

Hongli was speechless for a moment. These women ate and drank his food and always had fun behind his back. His concubines in the harem all became the queen's.

Zhen Huan: Doesn’t the harem belong to the Queen?

The concubines: We earn money from working, we don’t eat for free, why does the boss care who the employees hang out with after get off work?