Comprehensive film and television: The cool life of the female supporting role after the cross-dress

The guards outside the Yangxin Palace pricked up their ears.

'It has been spread that An Guiren's father was kidnapped from a brothel by a group of beggars and his clothes were in disarray. It is suspected that he suffered inhumane treatment.'

'Mrs. An's father was treated inhumanely by a group of beggars in a brothel.'

'Mrs. An's father was abused by a beggar.'

'Shocked, the imperial official An Bihuai was actually tangling with several beggars in public, his clothes were disheveled, what on earth was going on? XX will track it exclusively for you.'

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The Emperor was still unaware of the fabricated story that had been told about An Bihuai by a few guards. He was only shocked by the ruthlessness and recklessness of the mastermind behind this incident.

What made him even angrier was that he didn't even need to investigate the matter to know it was definitely the work of Old Fourteen.

But the Fourteenth Prince and An Bihuai did not have a deep hatred, it could only be said that they had nothing in common, and it was obvious that they were instructed by the Queen.

What does the Queen want to do?

The harem was not enough for her to cause trouble, and she even extended her hands to officials from the previous dynasty.

Can't you just say it nicely if you have something to say? If you can't stand the fact that he has been doting on An Lingrong too much, you can sit down and talk to him. Why would you just beat someone's father to the point where he is inhumane and paralyzed?

They also drag people onto the streets for others to watch and laugh at their miserable plight after being bullied by beggars.

The emperor, who was also a man and had been slandered before, felt deeply sympathetic.

Thinking that An Lingrong would come to him for help after knowing this, and thinking about the Queen's increasingly cruel and heartbreaking methods, he felt terrible.

He doesn't want to follow in An Bihuai's footsteps!

At this critical moment, the emperor suddenly had an idea and thought of a perfect delaying tactic. He said, "Su Peisheng, call the imperial physician quickly. I have a headache."

"Whoo."

Su Peisheng quickly invited an imperial physician from the Imperial Medical Bureau. As luck would have it, only Wen Shichu was free.

Wen Shichu was a skilled doctor, proficient in all disciplines. He felt the emperor's pulse and said confidently, "Your Majesty, you are in good health. The headache may be caused by your excessive worrying in recent days."

"I will prescribe a medicine to calm your nerves. After you take it..."

"Doctor Wen." The emperor couldn't listen any longer and interrupted, "I said I'm not feeling well. I can't enter the harem or summon the concubines. I need to rest."

Having said that, I think you should understand what I mean.

Wen Shichu, who had just received Zhen Huan's plea for favor, said: I understand, but no, if you don't enter the harem and summon the concubines, the play can't go on.

For the sake of his half-sister, Wen Shichu insisted, "Your Majesty, you are really fine."

Emperor: “…I am ill.”

Wen Shichu: "You are not sick."

bang——

He was so angry that he smashed an inkstone and glared at Wen Shichu, but saw that Wen Shichu just knelt down calmly, as if he was not afraid of life or death and was determined to speak his mind.

The emperor's determination to kill him to vent his anger wavered again.

This man was young, had superb medical skills, was upright and unafraid of imperial power.

If he was executed for such an absurd reason, wouldn't it be disheartening? Which imperial physician would dare to speak out and give advice in the future?

"Forget it, you can leave now." The emperor said, turning his back.

Wen Shichu felt as if he had been granted amnesty. After he walked out of the Yangxin Palace, his legs and feet were still weak.

Just now, he really thought that he would die for angering the emperor, and he also felt that the sickle that took his life almost cut his throat.

A series of scenes flashed before his eyes, including his parents, his experience of studying medicine for more than ten years, and...

Is he really going to put everything aside for Zhen Huan?

If he died like this, how could he be worthy of his parents who had educated him and raised him, and his family who had placed high hopes on him.

.........

In the blink of an eye, it is midsummer again.

Because of a not-so-beautiful misunderstanding, the emperor has been extra diligent and caring for the people during this period. Apart from visiting the queen frequently and having meals with the queen, the crown prince and others, he rarely sets foot in the harem.

While the six palaces were at peace, it also gave Zhen Huan a perfect opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

The old emperor must have had too good a life and felt that he was missing something. He couldn't help himself when he saw young girls swinging on the swings and playing the flute.

He rushed over and logged into Old Fourteen's account remotely. Yes, Old Fourteen, not Old Seventeen.

The emperor was totally unaware: "Have you heard of the Great General King?"

He is not stupid. He has the Kowloon account but he doesn't use it. Instead, he uses the Old Seventeen account which has no achievements at all. It is simply lowering his status.

"You are the Fourteenth Master, the number one Baturu in Manchuria, and the riding and archery master of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Zhen Huan pretended to believe him and showed a look of admiration and respect.

"Hahaha, it's all just empty reputation."

The emperor laughed out loud with delight, enjoying the girl's calm and natural surprise and flattery, especially since the girl looked so much like his 'dead' first love.

Not far away, Su Peisheng, who was hiding and watching, said: I have never seen such a shameless person.

It's embarrassing to tell others about having a master like this!

An old man and a young man deceived each other, and both thought they had played their roles well and had the other in the palm of their hands. They agreed to meet in the Imperial Garden next time.

Su Peisheng, who saw through everything, was wondering whether he should tell the Empress Dowager or the Queen Mother about this matter.

This really isn't a difficult choice.

Just when he was leisurely and decided to sell out his master for fame and fortune, the emperor, who was keenly aware of the life crisis, suddenly looked at the mouth.

He looked directly at Su Peisheng with a pair of sharp eyes and said, "Don't tell the Queen about this. If it gets out, I will hold you responsible."

"If the Queen hurts me one point, I will ask you to pay ten or one hundred points. The Queen can protect you for a while, but will she protect a servant like you all the time?"

Su Peisheng: You dog.

"Oh, you are my master. I am your dog in life and will still be your dead dog in death. How could I betray you?" Su Peisheng reacted quickly and made the promise immediately.

"Hmph!" The emperor shook his braid, thinking he looked handsome, and strode away swaying from side to side.

Zhen Huan, who returned to Jiaolu Pavilion, also had a happy look on her face.

When Cui Jinxi and Xiao Yunzi saw her like this, they knew that the plan had succeeded, and they all congratulated her, "Congratulations, young lady. Congratulations, young lady."

"No need to be so polite. You have been willing to follow me all this time and it has been hard. This is all thanks to everyone. I should thank you very much."

Zhen Huan was very good at controlling people's hearts. Even though she didn't have any money, she still said, "When this is done, I will definitely pay you back double for what I owe you during this period of time."

"Then I and Xiao Yunzi would like to thank you in advance, young lady." Cui Jinxi replied, once again confirming that her original choice was the right one.

Zhen Huan was in a good mood. She looked around the shabby inner room and smelled the musty odor that could not be removed no matter how hard she tried to clean it. She was not angry anymore.

No matter how calm and indifferent she looked in the past, she still disliked such places in her heart. But now, this place is deserted and remote, and no one visits or pays attention to it, but it has provided her with a protective umbrella.

As long as she handles it properly, the grievances she suffered in the past can become a sharp blade in her hand, cutting the heart of the emperor and making him feel distressed for her.