The Legend of Zhen Huan: Entering the Palace to Become the Queen Mother

Yangxindian

"emperor."

"How did you come."

The emperor looked at Fu Cha Zhixi with some concern and asked.

"The emperor is sick, how can I not come to see him?"

Fu Cha Zhixi pursed his lips angrily and said.

"You are not feeling well. I have caught a cold. It would be bad if I infect you."

As he spoke, the emperor's gaze subconsciously moved to Fucha Zhixi's lower abdomen.

"As the emperor's concubine, it is my duty to take care of the emperor's sickness."

"Besides, the emperor is sick, how can I sit still?"

Fu Cha Zhixi ignored the jealous look of Concubine Hua and spoke word by word.

"Your Majesty, I have been here for such a long time, but Your Majesty only talked to Sister Xiang. Did you forget about me?"

She wanted to tear apart Fu Cha Zhixi, who was trying to please the emperor, and at the same time, she hated the queen for arranging the two of them together.

"What are you talking about? How could I forget you? I just asked a few more questions."

The emperor looked at the jealous Concubine Hua with some helplessness.

At the same time, he gave Fu Cha Zhixi a soothing look.

Fu Cha Zhixi naturally would not pretend to be generous. She turned her head away and didn't look at the emperor, perfectly interpreting the word jealousy.

Seeing this, the emperor used words to comfort Concubine Hua while also keeping an eye on Fu Cha Zhixi.

As expected, the emperor is worthy of being the emperor. He can take all of these into consideration at the same time. Fu Cha Zhixi did not show it on his face, but he was complaining madly in his heart.

"Lady Xiang, since you are not feeling well, I will personally serve the Emperor, and you can just go and bring the medicine over."

Concubine Hua gave the order to Fu Cha Zhixi in front of the emperor without any hesitation.

"Empress Hua, I am fine. The emperor is ill, and I will take good care of him."

Fu Cha Zhixi would not be so stupid as to listen to Concubine Hua and do those thankless tasks. What's more, Concubine Hua spoke so domineeringly. If she listened to her orders obediently, wouldn't she naturally be inferior to her?

We are all human beings, and you, Concubine Hua, have no more mouth than herself, so why should she listen to her.

Simply giving in to someone like Concubine Hua is not a good way to deal with her, and of course a head-on confrontation is not advisable either.

After all, although Fu Cha Zhixi did not think that Concubine Hua was more noble than herself, her position in the harem was indeed lower than hers, so if she confronted her head-on, she would be the only one who would suffer.

"you."

Hua Fei was so angry at Fu Cha Zhixi's random response that she almost couldn't keep a straight face in front of the emperor.

The emperor was almost amused by Fu Cha Zhixi's words, and he covered up the smile with a fake cough.

When Concubine Hua heard the emperor coughing, she no longer bothered to argue with Fu Cha Zhixi.

He hurriedly turned around, poured the emperor a cup of tea at the right temperature, and handed it to the emperor.

"Your Majesty is feeling unwell again. Drink some water quickly."

Concubine Hua looked at the emperor with concern and patted him on the back twice.

"It's okay. Sorry to have made you worried."

The emperor looked at Concubine Hua, whose anxiety could not be concealed, and spoke softly in a slower tone.

At this time, Fu Cha Zhixi naturally would not leave the stage to Hua Fei alone, seeing that there was no place for her on the emperor's side.

She turned around and waved to the eunuch standing at the door, and soon Yuhu came in with a cup of loquat juice.

Fu Cha Zhixi took the tray and deliberately exposed the red marks on her fingers to ensure that the emperor could see them at a glance.

The first rule for workers is that when you do something, you must let your boss see it. After all, the boss's eyes are decorations. If you don't take the initiative to show your hard work, the other party will just pretend that they saw nothing.

That's why she wouldn't be so stupid, this thing was indeed made by her herself.

However, this so-called personal effort was just stirring the pot with a spoon.

But who can say that this thing was not made by her?

Even if it’s one percent done by hand, it’s still done by hand.

Even if it's only one percent, she will make the emperor feel her 100 percent contribution.

"Your Majesty, after hearing that Your Majesty had caught a cold, I was worried that Your Majesty would have a severe cough, so I specially made loquat juice myself."

"I have asked the imperial physician who serves the emperor, and this thing is very effective in relieving the emperor's cough. The emperor should try it."

Fu Cha Zhixi looked at the emperor worriedly and said.

"I don't know if this thing of yours will affect the efficacy of the medicine the emperor is taking. If it conflicts with the medicine inside, and the emperor's condition worsens, can this sister take the responsibility?"

Concubine Hua glared at Fu Cha Zhixi, who had once again interrupted her and the emperor's timeless world, and she wished she could scratch his face to vent her anger.

Fu Cha Zhixi was not surprised by Concubine Hua's attack. After all, she wouldn't be herself if she didn't find fault with her.

However, Fu Cha Zhixi was well prepared. She turned to look at Concubine Hua calmly and said.

"Empress Hua, I feel the same as you do. We are all very worried about the emperor's health. Before making the medicine, I naturally consulted the imperial physician who serves the emperor. After confirming that it would not affect the efficacy of the medicine, I made it specially for the emperor."

Fu Cha Zhixi pursed her lips, and her peach blossom eyes slightly widened, revealing a hint of innocence.

This made Concubine Hua seem even more aggressive.

The emperor couldn't help but frown slightly when he saw this. Concubine Hua was so arrogant in front of him. If he was not around, a weak girl like Xier might have been bullied countless times.

At this moment, the emperor had completely forgotten how calm and composed Fu Cha Zhixi had been when dealing with Concubine Hua just now.

"Okay, Concubine Hua, Concubine Xiang is worried about my health, so she came up with a way to make this loquat juice for me."

When the emperor was about to pick up the teacup to drink, he suddenly noticed a red mark on Fucha Zhixi's arm.

A streak of red on the snow-like skin has a unique beauty like red plum blossoms and white snow.

But it was a bit annoying in the eyes of the emperor. He couldn't help but frowning, and grabbed Fu Cha Zhixi's hand that she wanted to avoid and asked.

"What happened to your hand? It seems you got burned while boiling it."

"Su Peisheng, go call the imperial physician over."

"Your Majesty, it's okay. I was just accidentally burned. It's just a minor injury. Your Majesty, please try the loquat juice first."

"This is something I made myself. Your Majesty, please don't let me down."

At times like this, the more the emperor cared about her, the more she wanted to refuse, to let the emperor know that in her heart, she was willing to get hurt for him.

"I will not let you down, but the injury on your hand is more important now."

The emperor looked at Fucha Zhixi's hand worriedly and said.