Traveling through the Legend of Zhen Huan: My Queen, please love me!

【Taohuawu】

Yixiu took out a rosewood box from the dressing table, inside of which was a jade ring that was bluish-white with a hint of pink.

Yixiu looked at the jade ring and put it on her hand.

I remembered Yinzhen when he was young.

"Xiao Yi and I wish to be like this, seeing each other day and night."

Jianqiu brought a bowl of old duck soup and placed it on the table, completing the table of dishes.

As usual, Yinzhen arrived on time, neither late nor early, and went about his business as usual.

Yinzhen was no different from before, and the pajamas he wore were still the old ones made by Queen Chunyuan.

Yixiu leaned against him tightly, holding his hand with one hand and snuggling.

But Yinzhen turned his back.

Qingliang Hall

“Bang!”, “Snap!”

"A palace maid dares to climb up. I think she is really bold."

Concubine Hua threw away two fine Ru kiln porcelains, and all the crape myrtle flowers on them were broken.

Concubine Cao personally fanned Concubine Hua and advised, "Alas, Your Majesty, why are you so angry? This is Your Majesty's world now."

Only then did Concubine Hua smile triumphantly, and Songzhi took out a mirror from the inner room.

He handed it to Concubine Cao and explained, "This is a peep show that General Nian specially brought here, and our queen only got three.

Lady Cao is truly blessed!"

Concubine Cao thanked her repeatedly, holding the mirror in both hands and giving instructions to her maid, Yinxiu.

"Hurry up and put it away! This thing is fragile. Don't ruin the queen's kindness."

Concubine Hua became more and more proud, and boasted to Concubine Cao, "If it breaks, just tell me, and I'll give you another one.

After all, what good things does this palace not have? "

Concubine Cao agreed with a smile: "Yes, thank you for your consideration, Your Majesty."

Concubine Hua thought of Liu Hua again and ordered Zhou Ninghai: "Send the other one to Concubine Xuan. Oh, and ask for the all-white one, she likes light colors."

Concubine Hua played with her silver-gilt filigree armor, and then fumbled with the gold-inlaid kingfisher earrings on her ears.

"In my opinion, making clothes is like being a person, it should be colorful and grand.

I don’t understand why Concubine Xuan likes white and green things so much?

I wear sky blue and moon white every day and never feel cold.

Concubine Hua paused, then thought of Huanbi again.

"It's just an ugly imitation. Her voice isn't even half as good as An Changzai's."

Concubine Cao asked curiously, "Your Majesty, have you ever heard An Changzai sing? I've only heard it, and it sounds like heavenly music.

It's a pity that An Changzai is like a transparent person and won't even come near the Emperor."

Hua Fei blew away the non-existent dust on the armor and said with some surprise.

"Indeed, it seems like she and Concubine Xuan are a couple, sticking together every day."

"Your Majesty, let's get going quickly. It wouldn't be good to be late paying respects to the Empress Dowager, since she's right beside us."

【Taohuawu】

The dark shadows on Yixiu's eyes dissipated a little. Last night was the fifteenth day of the lunar month, a rare good day for her.

Look at Huanbi coming in and standing there, no one paying any attention to her.

Raising an eyebrow in surprise, Huanbi tried to find someone easy to talk to.

"Xin Changzai, do you know where I should sit?"

Noble Lady Fucha mocked, "What do you mean by you and me? You have no respect for your elders."

Huanbi blushed and said dissatisfiedly, "Noble Lady Fucha, I am also a concubine appointed by the Emperor himself.

I haven't offended you, and I haven't asked you anything. Who are you getting angry at so early in the morning?"

Concubine Qi is also not afraid of trouble.

"Alas, in my opinion, it is the servants who are not worthy of shame, but the servants who are arrogant and good for nothing bring shame to us."

After all, Zhen Huan took into consideration the sisterhood, since Huanbi was her half-sister.

It's not like Shen Meizhuang's sisterly love, but blood is thicker than water.

After all, in this feudal era, blood ties represent a community of interests.

Zhen Huan was also afraid that Huanbi would accidentally let it slip and tell her that her mother was the daughter of a criminal.

At that time, she and her father were in big trouble.

"Alright, washerwoman, according to etiquette, you should stand behind the concubines."

Huanbi grumbled, "How did I become a concubine? There's no place to sit."

Yixiu was having a headache, frowning and saying, "Okay, let's not cause any trouble today."

Then he showed a loving smile to Huanbi,

"The washerwomen must serve the emperor well. After serving him in bed, they can be given the title of concubine."

Just as Yixiu was still saying "keep the trouble to a minimum", Noble Lady Fucha finally couldn't hold it in any longer and she started to dry heave with an exaggerated expression.

Liu Huadu said that her acting skills are still questionable.

However, An Lingrong, who was sitting behind her, smelled a strange fragrance from the sour water vomited by Noble Lady Fucha.

"It's ylang-ylang, the strongest aphrodisiac."

Concubine Qi said foolishly, "What happened to Noble Lady Fucha? Did she eat something bad? Why does she feel like Concubine Xuan? But Concubine Xuan never vomits."

"Who is the same as her? She is not as lucky as me. I am pregnant."

Noble Lady Fucha spoke carelessly.

Liu Hua was very impressed by his straightforwardness.

Although An Lingrong didn't show it on her face, she was alert in her heart.

After all, she knew very well that if she got pregnant with the fragrance of ylang-ylang, the chances of miscarriage would be almost 100%.

So when Noble Lady Fucha was arguing with Liu Hua, a hint of mockery flashed in An Lingrong's eyes.

Huanbi, who was standing behind the crowd, looked at the triumphant Noble Lady Fucha with envy.

In Liu Hua's eyes, it seemed as if Noble Lady Fucha had grown a huge tail behind her, sticking up high.

This attitude made Hua Fei extremely dissatisfied. She rarely drank the tea from the Queen and slapped the tea bowl with the tea lid.

Yixiu's eyes first looked at Liu Hua, then at Noble Lady Fucha, with a hint of deep meaning flashing across them.

After all, she has now seen through her husband, and it is impossible for her to love him, so she can only maintain power and influence.

Yixiu never cared who the next emperor would be, she only cared whether she was the empress dowager.

Is she the legitimate mother, the Empress Dowager?

Yixiu's love for Yinzhen gradually turned cold in the face of his irritable eyes.