Warm my heart

Zhen Huan grabbed her again and whispered in her ear, "Tell him I'll ask him if what he said back then still counts."

Huanbi nodded, turned around and ran out, heading towards Wen Shichu's residence.

Zhen Huan looked at her hurried back, and her uneasiness grew stronger, but she suppressed her fear and tried to remain calm.

Wen Shichu was sitting quietly in his study at this time, but he felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, as if something bad was about to happen.

At this moment, Huanbi hurried over and conveyed Zhen Huan's message to him.

The words "Does it still count?" were like a sharp blade, instantly piercing Wen Shichu's heart.

Wen Shichu's expression froze. He understood that Zhen Huan was reminding him of the promise he had made that year.

That was his deepest emotion and vow to her: no matter what happened, he was willing to take on everything for her, even at the cost of his life.

"I understand." Wen Shichu's voice was low and firm, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

He had already prepared for the worst. For Zhen Huan, he was willing to take on everything, even if it meant becoming a scapegoat.

Wen Shichu stood up slowly, without any hesitation in his heart.

After Zhang Mi took Zhen Huan's pulse, his expression gradually became solemn.

His medical skills had already reached perfection, and he detected a hint of abnormality from the pulse.

After a careful investigation, he immediately realized that the situation was not good. Zhang Mi did not dare to delay and immediately reported the discovery to the queen.

When the queen received Zhang Mi's report, her heart was suddenly shocked.

The Queen did not dare to handle the matter on her own and immediately reported it to the Emperor.

When the emperor heard this, his face changed suddenly.

Although his feelings for Zhen Huan had faded, such a scandal would inevitably shake the dignity and reputation of the royal family.

So he quickly ordered a thorough investigation of the matter.

The news quickly spread in the harem like a bombshell, quickly attracting everyone's attention and discussion.

The concubines in the harem discussed the matter and each had their own opinion.

Some people think that Wen Shichu is so bold and presumptuous that he dared to drug the concubines without permission.

Such behavior is simply a capital crime that cannot be redeemed;

Others think that Zhen Huan is very scheming and she directs and acts out her own actions.

Wen Shichu took all the responsibility himself, so he was sentenced to beheading. His entire family was forbidden to practice medicine and could not enter Beijing.

This is already the best result. You must know that this is a serious crime of drugging concubines.

At this point, Zhen Huan lost a capable assistant.

Because of this, Zhen Huan was disheartened and depressed for several days until the emperor ordered her to accompany him to the hot spring palace to bathe.

Originally, the emperor only planned to travel with An Lingrong and symbolically asked for the queen's opinion.

Unexpectedly, the Queen was dissatisfied with An Lingrong being the only one favored, so she deliberately pushed Zhen Huan out.

So, this hot spring trip changed from a trip for two people to a trip for three people.

Amid the clatter of horse hooves, several carriages drove slowly along the official road leading to the outside of the imperial palace.

This hot spring is exclusively for the royal family. The emperor comes here several times a year to enjoy the nourishment and tranquility of the hot springs.

At this moment, the morning mist shrouded the sides of the road, and the wheels of the carriage rolled over the gravel, making a slight noise.

An Lingrong opened her eyes drowsily and found herself not in bed, but in a rocking carriage.

She gently kissed Yinzhen's little face, then buried her head in his chest again, whispering softly, "Azhen, where are we going?"

Yinzhen looked at her adorable appearance and couldn't help but pat her back gently. He said softly, "Be good, go to sleep. I'll call you when it's time."

An Lingrong moaned softly in his arms, found a comfortable position, and fell into a deep sleep again. The only sounds in the carriage were her even breathing and the gentle rocking of the carriage.

It was not until the sun was high in the sky that An Lingrong woke up. She opened her eyes slightly and the sunlight shone on her face through the car curtains.

She stretched lazily, thinking of Yinzhen's gentle persuasion yesterday, but still failed to stop him. She couldn't help but complain in her heart: It's all Azhen's fault. He clearly said he didn't want it anymore.

Although there was a hint of helplessness on her face, she also had a sweet smile on her face.

Seeing An Lingrong finally wake up, Yinzhen put down the book in his hand, looked at her tenderly, his eyes full of doting, and said softly, "Rong'er, are you awake?"

His tone was as warm as the spring breeze, as if every move she made touched his heart, making him involuntarily reveal his deepest love.

An Lingrong was immediately fascinated by Yinzhen, and unconsciously revealed an obsessed look in her eyes.

When Yinzhen looked at An Lingrong like this, the joy in his heart surged like spring water, as if the world became brighter with her smile.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes full of doting, and the smile on the corner of his mouth never faded.

As the carriage reached the outskirts of the city, a hillside covered in blossoms came into view. The colorful flowers swayed gently in the breeze, as if welcoming their arrival. The faint fragrance of the flowers filled the air, bringing a sense of peace and joy.

An Lingrong was attracted by the beautiful scenery, with a hint of surprise and yearning in her eyes.

She couldn't help but pull Yinzhen's sleeve, her voice full of coquettishness: "Azhen, let's go down and rest for a while, okay?"

There was a hint of cuteness in her words, and she leaned gently towards Yinzhen, like a clinging cat.

When Yinzhen looked at her cute appearance, his heart softened.

He smiled slightly, raised his hand and gently stroked her hair, and said softly: "Okay, let's go downstairs for a walk."

After saying this, he ordered someone to stop the carriage, personally helped An Lingrong out of the carriage, held her hand, and walked towards the sea of ​​flowers.

Zhen Huan sat in the carriage at the back, her heart in turmoil, and her plans for tonight kept coming to her mind.

She had imagined it in her mind countless times, thinking about how to show her most charming side in front of the emperor and how to make him fall in love with her again.

With a little anticipation and nervousness in her heart, her fingers involuntarily stroked the ribbon around her waist, as if trying to calm herself down.

Suddenly, the carriage stopped. Zhen Huan felt puzzled, frowning slightly, and a hint of doubt arose in her heart.

Logically speaking, we should go straight to the hot spring at this time, why would we stop here?

She drew aside the curtains, looked outside, and was immediately stunned by the scene before her.

On the distant hillside, a sea of ​​flowers surged like waves, and the flowers competed with each other in beauty, as if showing off their beauty to her.

At that moment, she had a slight illusion in her heart, thinking that this sea of ​​flowers was blooming for her.

Zhen Huan's heartbeat quickened, and a smile involuntarily appeared on her face.

Could it be that the emperor specially arranged to meet her here to give her a surprise?

The thought made her heart beat even more.

She lowered her head, straightened her sleeves, and gently patted her cheeks to keep herself in the best condition. She was secretly thinking about how to face the emperor's affectionate gaze and how to spend a romantic night with him in this sea of ​​flowers.