The Legend of Zhen Huan: Rebirth of An Lingrong: Counterattack to Become the Queen Mother

Soon, preparations for the ceremony of becoming a consort began in full swing. Zhen Huan and An Lingrong both made careful preparations, hoping that the day would go smoothly.

On the day of her enthronement, Zhen Huan was dressed in gorgeous attire, her makeup meticulously applied, and her steps gracefully shone. However, the moment she entered the main hall, the air around her seemed to freeze. The emperor's initially hopeful gaze instantly gave way to shock and anger.

"Zhen Huan! Do you know what you are wearing?" the emperor roared, his voice was like thunder, shaking everyone present.

Zhen Huan looked down anxiously, a sense of foreboding welling up in her heart: "Your Majesty, I didn't know... This is just the auspicious dress prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs..."

The chief eunuch at the side hurried forward, and after cautiously checking, he said in a trembling voice, "Your Majesty, this auspicious dress belonged to the late Empress Chunyuan. I think the Ministry of Internal Affairs was negligent and mistakenly gave it to Concubine Wan."

The emperor's expression grew increasingly gloomy, his eyes widening in anger. "Zhen Huan, how dare you insult Queen Chun Yuan!"

Zhen Huan felt dizzy. She had never imagined such a sudden change would happen. She knelt on her knees, tears welling up in her eyes. "Your Majesty, I truly did not know. I never meant that!"

But the Emperor was furious and refused to listen to her explanation: "From today on, Zhen Huan is confined to the Suiyu Pavilion. Without my permission, you are not allowed to take a single step out!"

Zhen Huan was escorted back to the Suiyuxuan by the guards, her heart filled with despair and helplessness. During her days of house arrest, she gradually learned the truth from the whispers of the palace maids and eunuchs - she was just a substitute for Queen Chunyuan.

One day, the Emperor came to Suiyuxuan and looked at the haggard Zhen Huan. He felt a trace of guilt in his heart: "Huanhuan, I know I have wronged you. I was just blinded by anger for a moment. Come back with me."

Zhen Huan slowly raised her head, her eyes hollow as she spoke coldly, "Your Majesty, you only love the shadow of Queen Chunyuan. I have never truly held a place in your heart. Now, my heart is dead. I only wish to go to Ganlu Temple to practice Buddhism and live out the rest of my life in the presence of the Buddha."

The emperor was stunned. He tried to persuade Zhen Huan to change her mind: "Huan Huan, I really like you. I was confused in the past. I will make amends."

Zhen Huan simply shook her head: "Your Majesty, it is not necessary. Your compensation is meaningless to me."

During Zhen Huan's confinement, An Lingrong was extremely worried. She requested to see the emperor to plead for Zhen Huan many times, but was rejected every time. She could only secretly send people to deliver some daily necessities and words of comfort to Zhen Huan.

"Sister, you must be strong. Lingrong will definitely find a way to rescue you." An Lingrong wrote these words on a piece of paper and quietly handed it into Suiyuxuan.

When Zhen Huan looked at An Lingrong's handwriting, tears blurred her eyes. She knew that in this cold harem, only An Lingrong still truly cared about her.

Ultimately, the Emperor, forced to agree to Zhen Huan's request to cultivate in Ganlu Temple, packed her bags and bid farewell to the palace, once a place filled with both hope and disappointment, embarking on the journey to Ganlu Temple. An Lingrong, standing within the palace walls, watched Zhen Huan retreat, vowing to protect their friendship no matter what, and to forge her own path within the harem. However, she kept the secret of her rebirth locked deep within her heart, never daring to reveal it.