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

"They are all damn bitches!"

Concubine Hua was so angry that her eyes turned red. She had never been carried back to the palace by the Emperor, but this honor was given to such a bitch.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor was only bewitched for a moment. Besides, how can this noble lady Wan compare to your majesty's beauty and grace?"

Songzhi quickly spoke to comfort her.

"I want to see what kind of vixen this Wan Guiren is. She has been named a Guiren before she even receives the emperor's favor."

Concubine Hua stared at the door fiercely. She was determined to drive away all the women who had snatched away the emperor.

Gyeongin Palace

"Miss."

Jianqiu walked quietly into the study and knelt down to salute the queen.

"Don't you know the rules of this palace?"

The queen paused, then frowned with some dissatisfaction as she looked at her own flawed handwriting.

"I know that you don't like to be disturbed when you are writing, but this news is so shocking that I have to tell you in time."

Jianqiu quickly explained.

"Your Majesty, I promised to be punished by the Emperor and demoted to a court lady."

"Was it the Emperor who punished me personally?"

"Yes, Madam. The Emperor caught me committing an insubordination to Lady Wan."

"Mr. Wan?"

Hearing the word "Wan", the queen's brows couldn't help but move.

Sister, sister, do you know that your nickname has now become the title of your substitute?

I wonder if this news will make you happy that the emperor still remembers you, or will make you jealous that this woman has gained the emperor's favor because of your face.

The queen snorted in her heart and thought about her sister's reaction with interest.

Either way, it made her feel extremely good.

"Find someone to keep an eye on her. She is useless now. Now that the emperor has spoken, Yu Shi can no longer make any waves."

"Yes, my dear."

"Your Majesty, this promotion is against palace rules. I'm afraid this is not a good idea."

Jianqiu spoke tentatively.

"The palace rules were set by our ancestors, but the emperor is not within their jurisdiction. He can do whatever he wants."

The Queen said meaningfully.

"Besides, Jinling is not an ordinary person. I guessed this when I saw her face."

"She is just a noble lady. I won't tolerate her."

The queen reached out and picked up the calligraphy with some flaws, took a look at it, and then threw it to Jianqiu.

The drama in the harem is becoming more and more interesting. Now all the protagonists who are supposed to appear on stage have come on stage, and the drama is slowly reaching its climax.

"Your Majesty, this thing has been delivered. Chengqian Palace replied that Concubine Xiang has made it into a Manchu costume and seems to like it very much."

Jianqiu said meaningfully.

"What I want is that she likes it."

"There weren't any mistakes in the subsequent cleanup."

The queen snorted coldly and looked at Jianqiu with cold eyes and asked.

"Don't worry, Madam. They can't find anything about us. At most, they can find Concubine Hua."

Jianqiu said with a smug smile on his face.

"Only when her face is completely ruined can I really feel at ease."

The position of queen can only belong to their Ulanala clan. The Fucha clan can forget about it. She wants to completely cut off the Fucha clan's thoughts.

As for Fucha's anger afterwards, let Concubine Hua bear it.

What she would like to see most is to let the two people who pose the greatest threat to her in the harem fight each other.

"Your Majesty will surely get what you wish for."

Jianqiu smiled and bowed to the queen.

Cheng Qiangong

Fu Cha Zhixi sat on the couch, looking out the window with indifferent eyes. In order to create a desolate atmosphere, she deliberately wore a jade-white Manchu dress and combed her hair into a very simple hairstyle. With the monotonous white jade decorations, she looked particularly fragile.

"What's going on here?"

As soon as the emperor came out of court, he saw Fu Cha Zhixi's personal maid Su Qin waiting outside to ask for an audience. When he heard that something had happened in Chengqian Palace, he hurried to Chengqian Palace without even having time to change out of his court clothes.

But as soon as he entered the room, he saw this scene. Fu Cha Zhixi, who was sitting by the window, looked broken, as if he would disappear in front of him with the wind in the next second.

"What happened?"

The emperor looked sternly at the servants standing beside him, and they all lowered their heads in fear and dared not speak.

"Xi'er, what happened? Tell me."

"With me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

The emperor hugged the person from behind with a loving look on his face. Feeling the coldness coming from the other person's body, his brows immediately frowned.

"All of you slaves are serving the young master, take them away and beat them."

"No, it's none of their business."

This time, Fu Cha Zhixi seemed to have just woken up from a dream. The moment she turned around and looked at the emperor, her eyes quickly filled with tears, which quietly slid down her cheeks like pearls from a broken string. The look she gave the emperor reflected endless fear, which made people feel pity for her.

"Okay, okay, I won't care about them. Xier, tell me what happened."

The emperor didn't care about anything else when he saw this and hugged the person even tighter, fearing that the person in his arms would disappear from his sight if he let go.

Su Peisheng waved his hand at the crowd very tactfully and cleared them out.

The only ones left were him, the two palace maids who served Concubine Xiang personally, and Aunt Fangqiu.

"Your Majesty, I am afraid."

Fu Cha Zhixi grasped the corner of the emperor's clothes tightly and raised her chin slightly to make sure that the other party could clearly see the fragility in her eyes.

This is the perfect angle that I found after practicing secretly in front of a bronze mirror for a long time.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The emperor looked at Fu Cha Zhixi, who had a slightly frown on her brows, and after reaching out his hand to gently smooth out the wrinkles, he spoke softly to comfort her.

Although I was a little curious as to why the other party wore a white veil to cover her face, this was not the right time to ask.

"Tell me, what on earth happened to your master?"

The emperor looked at Yuhu who was standing nearby and asked.

"When I woke up this morning, I found a small red spot on my face. I thought I had accidentally pressed something while sleeping, but I didn't expect that this small red spot would grow bigger and bigger. I was so scared that I had to ask the emperor to come over."

"Erythema? Why would there be erythema on a perfectly healthy body?"

The emperor frowned in confusion.

"Xi'er, let me see what's going on."

As he said this, the emperor wanted to take off the white veil on the other person's face, but Fucha Zhixi dodged him.

"Your Majesty, it's very ugly. I don't want you to see it. If you see it, you won't like me anymore."

Fu Cha Zhixi had tears in her eyes, and her peach blossom eyes looked at the emperor fearfully, which made the emperor's heart soften.

"How could that be? I am not a superficial man. I like you and pamper you not just because of your beauty."

The emperor did not feel guilty at all when he said this.

After all, if Fu Cha Zhi Xi was just a beautiful person, he would not take her to heart and pamper her like this.