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

In February, the gentiana trees in Yonghe Palace have not yet opened their clusters of flowers with white petals and yellow interiors.

The Queen's Jingren Palace is located in the core area of ​​the floor heating system, so all kinds of potted flowers are in full bloom.

Yixiu stood on the bookshelf and slowly took out a book of poetry with beautiful small characters on it.

The signature at the bottom is Rouze.

The exquisite armor slowly stroked the name, and hatred flashed across Yixiu's face.

She called out to Jianqiu and said, "The flowers in Jingren Palace are all in bloom. I would like to invite all the concubines in the palace."

Day two.

"Hey, isn't this Consort Wan? Why aren't you wearing your Shu brocade jade shoes?"

Zhen Huan ignored Noble Lady Fucha, and she walked away in boredom.

Feeling the slightly cool breeze, she opened a peep show and began to apply scented powder.

The queen's hand, wearing Buddhist beads, gently touched a pink peony flower and picked it.

Look at it carefully in front of your eyes.

The Concubine Hua next to her curled her lips and rolled her eyes elegantly.

With a "whoosh", he picked the largest and reddest peony from the peony bush next to the queen.

Moreover, she gestured above her head and said to Yixiu, "I think this peony is quite good. Its bright red and vivid red are the colors used for the main wife.

Although it is not a pure color, it is bright red and eye-catching.

Then he looked at Liu Hua and said, "What do you think, Sister Xuanpin? Is this peony beautiful?"

Liu Hua was in a state of mental collapse and screaming, but because he was thick-skinned and had good expression control,

Her face remained calm and she quickly and naturally replied, "I don't like peonies or peonies, and I don't like red or even pink."

After he finished speaking, he cautiously glanced at An Lingrong, who was wearing a peach-pink Mandarin dress with a pattern of lotus flowers and stars.

I saw a beautiful woman caressing the blooming lily with a faint smile on her lips.

Jingpin said casually, "Yes, everyone knows that Xuanpin likes the simple and elegant jade white and the misty sky blue of Jiangnan."

"That's right, it's still the season when the peach blossoms haven't bloomed yet.

This peach blossom, I also have my dislike and my hate.

But in fact, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Those who like it say it is perfect for their home, while those who don’t like it discard it like it is drifting away in the water.

The long-ill Concubine Duan stood behind Liu Hua like a ghost. When Liu Hua turned around, he saw Concubine Duan's weak smile.

Liu Hua noticed Concubine Hua quickly and stroked her belly sadly.

Then he looked at Noble Lady Fucha, turned his head and stared at Concubine Duan.

There was murderous intent and hatred in his eyes: “I know what you are saying here, bitch.

You entered the palace when the peach blossoms were in full bloom in spring, and my child was conceived when the peach blossoms were in full bloom in spring.

Liu Hua looked at the two women who had never spoken to each other for a long time and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "The prince is really amazing. A woman had a miscarriage because of him, so she is called Hua Fei.

The other woman was called Concubine Duan because she was in charge of medicine. The titles of the two women seemed to remind them of the deep blood feud between them all the time.

"They are all daughters of generals. It's just a way of checks and balances."

Concubine Qi picked a few pink peonies and put them in her hair. She said to Yixiu, "Your Majesty, what do you think of me?"

Concubine Hua came over, looked at Concubine Qi and said, "Ah, among all of us old people in the palace, you are the only one who is the same age as the Queen.

Pink and tender, how old are you now, Concubine Qi?

Concubine Qi said angrily: "When I was young, the emperor thought I looked good in pink, so he didn't need Concubine Hua's advice."

Concubine Duan coughed a few times, and her lips became paler, and Liu Hua became more suspicious of her.

Liu Hua pondered carefully in his heart: "It is impossible for An Lingrong to give the Queen perfume powder in her own team to cause Noble Lady Fucha to miscarry.

Furthermore, Zhen Huan was already pregnant in advance, and she must have known about the Wan Zi Fu Shou Quilt.

What is Concubine Duan's purpose? Or what does she lack the most?

The Concubine Hua on the side was full of impatience: "Why are you here, you sickling? Why haven't you recovered yet? Aren't you afraid that the disease will be passed on to the emperor's heir?"

Then he glanced at Noble Lady Fucha.

"Noble Lady Fucha, you should pray to the Bodhisattva to bless you with a prince this time, otherwise it would be unfair to you to be so pampered."

Yixiu tried to smooth things over with a smile, saying, "Noble Lady Fucha, the baby is almost four months old. In three months, it will be stable."

Liu Hua's attention was always on Concubine Duan's face, and he accurately caught the strange look in her eyes.

An Lingrong, who was standing next to her, carefully discovered that the blue color under the corners of Fucha Guiren's eyes had disappeared.

Her complexion was also very rosy, and she didn't look thin or have a big belly at all.

“The medicine has taken effect.”

An Lingrong had already confirmed it in her heart.

Noble Lady Fucha snorted, picking on the weak.

"Although Lady Wan is wearing Shu brocade jade shoes, my cosmetics were also personally mixed and given by the Emperor.

Although we are all sisters in the palace, I can’t bear to give a box to Concubine Wan.

When Liu Hua saw the most powerful mouth in the harem, Wei Xin, smacking his lips with an impatient look on his face, he knew it was time for him to be sarcastic.

"This is a gift from the Emperor, so please keep it well, and it would be best if you could set up an altar for offerings.

Don't let the emperor's kindness melt away if you put it on your face and expose it to the wind and sun."

Fu Cha Guiren was so angry that she curled her lips. At this moment.

Many butterflies of various colors swarmed towards the flowers, and all the concubines were startled.

But most of them are full of curiosity, for example, Chun Changzai happily chases butterflies with a fan.

Concubine Qi even complimented Yixiu: "Your Majesty is a model mother to the country, and the world is blessed with good fortune. That's why you have attracted so many auspicious signs. Look at how beautiful this butterfly is."

Liu Hua himself has claustrophobia, so he quickly stepped back.

An Lingrong, who cared about Liu Hua, stood beside her and comforted her with her hands.

After a while, butterflies continued to fly in.

An Lingrong sensed something was wrong and secretly pulled Liu Hua into the house.

He asked Dongli and Youran to protect Liu Hua, and he asked Xiao Yunzi to bring the candlestick.

The outside is already full of butterflies.

Liu Hua wanted to go out and make the announcement, but An Lingrong grabbed her hand and said, "Sister, if there's no problem, wouldn't it ruin everyone's fun?"

Just as Liu Hua hesitated, screams and exclamations were heard outside.

"Where do all these wasps come from?"

Fu Cha Guiren's screams reached her ears, and her face was instantly swarmed with wasps.

His face became red and swollen, and the blood instantly attracted more than ten orange-yellow butterflies.

Those butterflies were sucking the blood of Noble Lady Fucha.

Noble Lady Fucha was so frightened that she fainted from the pain.

Zhen Huan was protected by Shen Meizhuang, and the two of them were close to the Queen and Concubine Hua.

There were many maids there, so she was not seriously hurt, except for a few wasp stings on her hands and legs.

But Noble Lady Fucha, who was sitting on a stone bench in the distance, was not so lucky. Blood immediately flowed from under her body.

Sonny cried out in horror, "It's blood!"