Time travel to be the emperor

"Your younger sister... has a handsome appearance and a heroic spirit like a concubine Shu. If you don't want to...be careful."

Back at Fanying Pavilion, Xuan Qing's words echoed in Zhen Huan's ears from time to time, and the emperor's various behaviors since Yu Rao entered the palace to accompany her kept flashing in front of her eyes.

That's right, if you don't want Yurao to enter the palace, don't you have to be careful!

"Based on today's situation, I'm afraid we don't have much time." Jinxi knew what Zhen Huan was thinking, so she couldn't help reminding.

"Yeah, time is running out." Zhen Huan nodded thoughtfully, "It's just that the concubines in the palace are all selected into the palace in the early years, and there are quite a few who are out of favor. The draft will also be next year. At this time, it cannot be held in advance. The emperor's eyes are always fixed on Yu Rao now, so we have to find a way to get rid of the emperor's thoughts."

Zhen Huan pondered for a moment, and finally asked Jinxi to bring a letter to Xuanqing.

After all, I still have to trouble him...

At the end of June in the 20th year of Qianyuan, Xuanqing contacted the princes of each family and offered a young woman to the palace.Since they were recommended by various palaces, they could not be treated lightly, so Zhu Yixiu named all four of them as permanent members of the seventh rank, and the Ministry of Internal Affairs drafted the titles for all of them.Luo Xixi, who was elected by the Qishan Prince's Mansion, was given the permanent residence of Yuzhao Palace, and Yin Yining, who was recommended by the Runan Palace, was given the permanent residence of Yuzhao Palace, and Zhu Hanzhi, who was recommended by the Qinghe Palace, was given the permanent residence of Yuzhao Palace In the Yuying Pavilion of Chang'an Palace, Jiang Qinshui was recommended by the Prince of Pingyang as Ying's constant presence, and bestowed a residence in Chengxiang Pavilion of Weiyang Palace.

On the third day of August in the 20th year of Qianyuan, An Lingrong gave birth and gave birth to the tenth daughter of the emperor.

By the time Xuan Ling led everyone back to the palace, the four permanent members had all been promoted to the sixth-rank nobles.Xuan Ling had no preference for them, and only regarded them as entertainment in their spare time. Since they each had their own specialties, such as rhythm or dancing, Xuan Ling often called them to perform.

"The emperor doesn't seem to care much about these four newcomers." Standing behind Zhen Huan, Jinxi rubbed her shoulders.

"That's right, it's just that the emperor's gaze has moved away from Yurao's body." Zhen Huan closed her eyes, covered her face with the fairy jade powder sent by Wen Shichu, and stretched out her hands to let Peier and Juqing apply it on her nails. Impatiens.

"I'm afraid the servant is not strong enough, the emperor still..." Jinxi said worriedly.

Zhen Huan was silent for a while, then hesitated and said, "If the emperor sees Yu Rao and the Nine Kings for once... what do you think?"

"This...is a way. But, I'm afraid the emperor will misunderstand the young master." Jinxi thought carefully, and looked at Zhen Huan worriedly.

"Misunderstanding?" Zhen Huan sneered, "Is this concubine still afraid of misunderstanding? Have you experienced ups and downs in these years? The matter of Yu Rao is not a big deal, and the emperor has never said that he wants to accept Yu Rao. , let’s just pretend we don’t know anything.”

"Yes, the servant knows." Jinxi replied in a low voice, while Pei'er and Ju Qing, who dyed Zhen Huan's nails, secretly exchanged a knowing look.

Within two days, when Xuan Ling and Zhen Huan were strolling in Taiye Pond, they bumped into Zhen Yuluo and Xuan Fen talking and laughing together.Xuan Fen gently brushed off the falling flowers on Zhen Yurao's body, Zhen Yurao smiled shyly at Xuan Fen, it was really a beautiful picture.

Xuan Ling already knew about this in his heart, but now he pretended to be annoyed, turned around and stared at Zhen Huan's exquisitely made-up eyes, "You let me see you on purpose."

It was supposed to be an interrogative sentence, but Xuan Ling abruptly said it into a declarative sentence.

Zhen Huan looked back at Xuan Ling calmly, and said with a slight smile, "There is no need to be intentional, this kind of thing happens every day, it's just that I just ran into it today."

"Wanyi, you have always been smart, you should be able to see that I am interested in Yurao."

"The emperor is a hundred times smarter than the concubines, so it is natural to see that King Xiang has a dream, and the goddess has no intentions." Zhen Huan looked directly at Xuan Ling, with a bit of complacency in her tone.

"I will find a way." Xuan Ling didn't care.

Zhen Huan snorted, "Even if the emperor has a way, he still has to ask Yu Rao what he means. Otherwise, what's the use of reluctance? What's more, the Nine Kings are the emperor's younger brother."

Xuan Ling stared at Zhen Huan for a long time, with a vague expression in his eyes, and finally left without saying a word.

Jinxi looked terrified, "The emperor walked away with a flick of his sleeves, what do you mean?"

"No matter what it means, I have to do it." Zhen Huan waved her hands indifferently, looked at Zhen Yuluo and Xuan Fen, and smiled enviously, "It's kind of them to do this."

In the next few days, Xuan Ling never set foot in the Yingxin Hall, and Zhen Huan also pretended to be fine, reading and writing every day to pass the time.

"My lord, Imperial Physician Wen has come to ask for Ping An's pulse." Pei'er led Wen Shichu into the inner room.

It was noon at this time, and Zhen Huan had just woken up from a nap, and was leaning on the couch, being fanned by Ju Qing.After seeing Wen Shichu coming, Zhen Huan waved Peier Juqing away, leaving only the two of them in the room.

Wen Shichu took out the pulse pillow from the medicine box, and after Zhen Huan put her hand on it, she covered it with a gauze before putting her hand on Zhen Huan's pulse.

As a result, in less than half a moment, Wen Shichu's sweat slid from his head, his face turned pale, his eyes flicked back and forth, but he refused to look at Zhen Huan, and his pulse-diagnosing hand trembled and slipped off the gauze.

Zhen Huan had never seen Wen Shichu like this before, and she was taken aback for a while, and because he only showed this appearance when he was taking her own pulse, Zhen Huan's heart sank instantly, and her face turned pale.

"Master Wen..." Zhen Huan paused, feeling dryness in her mouth, "Brother Shichu, but what's wrong with Huan'er?"

Wen Shichu lowered his head even more, his whole body trembled a little, "Sister Huan, I, I..."

Zhen Huan was so anxious that she was almost twisted into a knot. Seeing Wen Shichu hesitating, she couldn't help shouting, "What's wrong with my concubine!"

"This..." Wen Shichu raised his head abruptly, seeing Zhen Huan's already pale face, he couldn't bear it even more, but he had to say it after all, "Sister Huan, I, you... you can't, you can't... give birth. "

Wen Shichu said the last three words in a very low voice, but the room was quiet at this moment, so Zhen Huan heard it naturally.Zhen Huan stared wide-eyed, looking at Wen Shichu in disbelief, as if she couldn't believe what she heard, "You, what did you say?"

"Sister Huan, you can't have children anymore!" Wen Shichu looked like he was breaking the pot.

"How could this be, how could this be... Tell me! How could this be happening!" Zhen Huan couldn't accept it at all, and from disbelief at the beginning, she became extremely angry in an instant, picked up the pillow at hand and threw it at Wen Shichu .

Wen Shichu knelt on the spot, not daring to hide at all, let alone hide.Hearing Zhen Huan's stern voice, he just felt uncomfortable in his heart, and the tears kept falling on his face, "Sister Huan, it's all my fault, it's all my fault! If I had worked harder, I would have read more If you read some medical books and ask more seniors, you won’t let sister Huan suffer from what you have suffered today.”

Zhen Huan cried for a while, almost vented her emotions, and gradually suppressed her crying, pulled Wen Shichu up with tears in her eyes, and said softly, "Brother Shichu, Huan'er was too excited just now, Shichu Is your brother not hurt?" She still needs Wen Shichu...

"Sister Huan..." Wen Shichu looked at Zhen Huan reproachfully, "It's all my fault, no matter what you do to me, it's what you should do."

"My lord, what happened?" Fei Wen suddenly pushed open the door and broke into the inner room.

"Who allowed you to come in! Jinxi!" Tears were still streaming down Zhen Huan's face, and Wen Shichu also stood in front of Zhen Huan with a heartbroken expression on his face, "Pull her out and give her twenty slaps!"

Jinxi responded with a low voice, and pulled Feiwen, who was begging for mercy, out of the room.

The room was silent for a long time again, Zhen Huan wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and smiled distressingly, "Brother Shichu, Huan'er's body...what's going on?"

Zhen Huan wiped away her tears, took a deep breath, and smiled painfully, "Brother Shichu, Huan'er's body...what's going on?"

When it came to the topic, Wen Shichu also turned his expression slightly back and said, "Sister Huan's body has been bad since the miscarriage. At that time, we all thought that the miscarriage caused too much damage to the body. After I went back, I also checked the medical books. Although I felt that there was something wrong with the pulse condition, I didn't find anything. Now it seems that I was poisoned."

Zhen Huan had already guessed, but she was still surprised when Wen Shichu said it, and Wen Shichu continued, "I think the pulse condition at the beginning should be only a part of the poison, which does not cause any harm to the body, but it is also undetectable. Now, I am afraid that my younger sister used another part of the poison, and the combination of the two will make my younger sister unable to..." After all, Wen Shichu couldn't bear to say those three words again.

Zhen Huan looked at Wen Shichu sharply, but her voice trembled, "This poison...is it possible to cure it?"

Wen Shichu didn't speak, but shook his head silently.

Zhen Huan collapsed on the couch all of a sudden, tears flowed out again uncontrollably, this time quietly.

"Sister Huan..." Wen Shichu's heart ached, and he wished he could kill this useless imperial physician.

Zhen Huan tried her best to raise her hand and waved it, and told Wen Shichu with sobs not to tell anyone about it, and then let Wen Shichu go out.Although Wen Shichu didn't want to leave, he had no choice but to carry the medicine box out of Yingxintang reluctantly, making up his mind to search through medical books and study medical skills, so as to relieve Zhen Huan's pain.

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