The Legend of Zhen Huan: Year after year, we share the spring breeze

Chapter 488: Taking Out Anger

In the Hall of Nourishing Heart.

Yongzheng looked haggard as he leaned on the couch, holding a book in his hand, but his eyes were somewhat distracted, and it was obvious that his mind was not on the pages.

The flickering candlelight in the hall made his face look even paler.

Suddenly, there was a sound of light footsteps.

Yongzheng put down the book in his hand, rubbed his swollen and painful temples, and looked up.

Zhen Huan walked closer to Yongzheng and massaged his shoulders and neck. Her technique was gentle, and Yongzheng felt his tense nerves relax a little and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Your Majesty, I see that you don't look well. Did you not get enough rest?" Zhen Huan asked softly while massaging.

Yongzheng closed his eyes slightly and said in a low voice, "As soon as I closed my eyes, I thought of what happened that day. I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly heard a groaning sound beside me. At first I didn't pay much attention to it, but then I felt something was wrong. I got up and saw that Shunpin was covered in blood... She didn't want to disturb my rest, so she kept silent. Alas... I am sorry for her and this child."

Zhen Huan stood behind Yongzheng and massaged him, listening to him quietly.

An Lingrong had already explained the whole story to her clearly. Now looking at the emperor's expression, a barely perceptible sneer appeared on her face.

This is more than one child you've let down.

After he finished speaking, Zhen Huan softly comforted him, "Your Majesty, this matter has passed, and Sister Shunpin is now well again. Please stop blaming yourself. Taking care of your health is the most important thing."

Yongzheng sighed and slowly opened his eyes, his gaze filled with guilt. "She has always been sensible. I feel really bad for the injustice she has endured this time. I intend to promote her to the rank of consort as a small form of compensation for her."

Zhen Huan smiled slightly and nodded in response, "Your Majesty is so kind. If Concubine Shun knew about this, she would be filled with gratitude. I will discuss this with Sister Mei and make good preparations for the enthronement ceremony. Your Majesty can rest assured."

Yongzheng nodded, his expression softening a bit: "I'm naturally relieved when you guys do the work."

As the two were talking, Su Peisheng walked into the hall and bowed to report: "Your Majesty, Concubine Zhen is here."

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A moment later, Concubine Zhen walked slowly into the hall, bowed gracefully, and said softly, "I pay my respects to the Emperor and to the Imperial Noble Concubine."

Yongzheng still lowered his head to read, without even raising his eyelids, and just replied lazily: "Get up."

Concubine Zhen stood up with a faint smile on her face: "I know that Your Majesty is diligent and tired, so I made some cakes with my own hands, please taste them."

As she spoke, she took the food box handed to her by the maid behind her, opened it gently, brought out several plates of exquisite pastries, and carefully placed them on the small table between Yongzheng and Zhen Huan.

Yongzheng then glanced up, his expression softened a bit, and his tone became a bit gentler: "Thank you for your thoughtfulness."

However, when his eyes turned to Concubine Zhen, his expression suddenly changed, his brows furrowed, and his tone suddenly became cold and stern: "You heartless thing! Concubine Shun just lost a child, and you are dressing up like this for everyone to see!"

After saying that, he waved his sleeves and swept the pastries on the small table to the ground.

"Bang--" Cakes and broken porcelain pieces rolled all over the floor, and the hall was instantly in a mess.

Concubine Zhen was frightened by this sudden anger and turned pale. She knelt down hurriedly and said in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, please calm down. I dare not..."

Zhen Huan sat aside, looking at Concubine Zhen's panic-stricken appearance, and sighed secretly.

No matter how precious Shunpin's child is, there is no reason for the concubines in the harem to mourn for him!

Moreover, Concubine Zhen only wore a red begonia in her hair today, which was an unintentional act, but it happened to happen when Yongzheng was in a bad mood.

At this time, I'm afraid that even if a dog passed by, Yongzheng would kick it twice.

Zhen Huan stood up, walked over to Concubine Zhen, reached out and took the begonia from her hair, and said softly, "Your Majesty, Concubine Zhen only saw that you were in a bad mood and wanted to cheer you up. How could she not be worried about Concubine Shun's child? Yesterday, she even specially copied scriptures and sent them to the Fahua Hall to pray for Concubine Shun's child. I am grateful for her sincerity."

After hearing what Zhen Huan said, Yongzheng's expression softened slightly, and the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated: "Get up, I have wronged you."

Concubine Zhen then stood up tremblingly, tears still on her face. She raised her head quietly and cast a grateful look at Zhen Huan.

She had never copied any scriptures. It was just that the Imperial Noble Consort was helping her out. If it weren't for these words, she would have really angered the Emperor today.

Zhen Huan gently patted Concubine Zhen's shoulder and said in a gentle tone, "Sister, I really like this crabapple flower. Please leave it here. I'll have someone send you a crabapple hairpin later. Consider it the emperor's reward for the snacks you made today."

Concubine Zhen quickly bowed her head, her voice still trembling a little: "Thank you, Your Majesty the Imperial Concubine."

Yongzheng waved his hand and said calmly: "Okay, go back and rest. If you have time, go and talk to Shunpin more often."

"Yes, I'll take my leave." Concubine Zhen bowed again and then left the hall.

After Concubine Zhen left, Yongzheng turned to look at Zhen Huan and said, "You treated her well."

"Your Majesty, Sister Zhenpin is a straightforward person and may not think things through thoroughly. Since I am in charge of the harem on your behalf, I naturally have to take good care of them."

"You did very well."

In reality, to Zhen Huan, Concubine Zhen was nothing more than a nobody. As long as she didn't cause trouble, Zhen Huan was willing to let her live a peaceful life in the harem. She couldn't let an innocent person become a laughingstock just because of the emperor's momentary anger.

After having dinner with Yongzheng, Zhen Huan returned to Yongshou Palace.

The twins were already two years old, at the age when they were lively and active. They ran happily in the yard. Zhen Huan played with them for a while, and when she saw that they were a little tired, she asked the nanny to take them downstairs and coax them to sleep.

She raised her hand to rub her aching waist, a trace of fatigue on her face. Seeing this, Jin Xi hurried forward to support her and asked softly, "My Lady, are you tired? Let me rub it for you."

Zhen Huan nodded and sat down on the stone bench. She took the teacup handed to her by Jin Xi, took a sip, and said with a smile, "Playing with children is really not an easy task. These two little guys are very energetic. After tossing around for so long, my body is a little exhausted."

Jin Xi gently rubbed Zhen Huan's shoulders and said with a smile, "Your Majesty, with you here with them, the prince and princess will naturally want to play a little longer."

Zhen Huan looked up at the moon and asked, "What day is today?"

"Your Majesty, today is September 29th, the ninth year of the Yongzheng reign."

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(It’s finally nine o’clock today, and I’m adding another chapter. Thank you for your support, fellow readers.

Starting tomorrow, we'll get to the point. Book lovers can guess what's going on, as it's related to the time mentioned above!)