Warm my heart

Zhen Huan's eyes were fixed on the sea of ​​flowers. Her heart was filled with romantic imaginations and she didn't notice anything unusual around her.

When she saw the Royal Guards lined up in neat rows surrounding a certain place in the distance, her doubts gradually deepened, but curiosity prompted her to get off the carriage involuntarily and walk slowly towards the surrounded area.

Her steps were graceful and firm, and each one carried an unquestionable aura.

Just as she was approaching the area, ready to investigate, a sword-wielding guard suddenly stepped forward, blocking her way and saying respectfully but firmly, "Your Majesty, please stay."

Zhen Huan was stunned, not expecting to be stopped.

Her brows furrowed slightly, but she was not angry. She just turned her head and glanced at Huanbi beside her.

Although that look did not contain anger, it was full of majesty and suggestion.

Huanbi immediately understood, stepped forward, and coldly scolded: "How dare you! This is the emperor's concubine, and you, a slave, are going to stop her?"

Her words were full of reproach, her voice was clear and loud, and immediately made the air around them tense.

The guard was shocked by the sudden scolding and looked a little hesitant.

Although he knew his duty, he couldn't help but feel panicked when faced with the momentum of Zhen Huan and Huanbi.

She stood there quietly, her eyes slightly lowered, waiting for the result, but she felt a little uneasy in her heart, not knowing what was happening ahead.

Su Peisheng was originally standing in the distance, observing the interaction between Yinzhen and An Lingrong, secretly sighing at this favor in his heart, but was suddenly attracted by the movement on Zhen Huan's side.

He recognized Zhen Huan at a glance and couldn't help feeling uneasy.

He stepped forward quickly, holding his voice, and said respectfully, "Your servant greets the noble lady Wan."

Zhen Huan nodded slightly. Although she felt uneasy, she maintained a calm expression. "Thank you for your courtesy, Eunuch Su. I just want to see the Emperor."

Upon hearing this, Su Peisheng showed a hint of difficulty on his face.

He lowered his head and smiled, explaining cautiously, "Lady Wan, it's not that we didn't inform you, it's that the Emperor is busy right now."

Zhen Huan followed Su Peisheng's gaze, passing over the guards and the sea of ​​flowers, and finally stopping at the scene in the distance.

She saw Emperor Yinzhen standing in the sea of ​​flowers, with a gentle expression, weaving a wreath for An Lingrong with his own hands.

The scene was as harmonious as that of a couple from heaven, and against the backdrop of the fragrance of flowers, it looked like a beautiful painting.

At that moment, Zhen Huan felt as if her heart was hit hard. She had always been proud of herself and always thought that she was the most unique and would definitely be favored by the emperor.

However, the scene before her instantly shattered her confidence.

Her heart was beating violently in her chest, her face turned slightly pale, and she was even a little unsteady on her feet.

Everything before her made her feel extremely painful, and the defenses she thought were strong seemed to collapse at this moment.

Zhen Huan's figure swayed slightly, and her expression was dazed. She bit her lip, trying hard to control her inner emotions, not wanting others to see her vulnerability.

She turned to Huanbi and whispered, "Huanbi, let's go back first."

After that, she turned around without saying anything else, as if she didn't want to look at the glaring scene any longer.

I always feel that things shouldn't be like this. The emperor should be impressed by her. It shouldn't be like this.

Huanbi and Cui Jinxi looked at each other, full of worry, but they could only follow Zhen Huan silently, not daring to say much.

An Lingrong wore a wreath that Yinzhen had just woven on her head, her eyes sparkling with anticipation and joy. She gently turned around, looked up at Yinzhen, and asked in a gentle voice, "Ah Zhen, am I beautiful?"

Yinzhen looked at her. The wreath on her head set off her beautiful face, as if bathing her whole body in the glory of spring.

An indescribable tenderness surged in his heart, and he nodded involuntarily, his voice low and gentle: "Rong'er, you are so beautiful."

When An Lingrong heard this, a blush appeared on her face and she lowered her eyes shyly, but there was a sweet smile in the corner of her eyes.

She glared at Yinzhen gently, her eyes as watery and shy, as if telling of the sweetness and throbbing in her heart.

Yinzhen's heart was warmed by her glance and he could no longer suppress his emotions.

He gently pulled An Lingrong over and held her tightly in his strong arms.

An Lingrong looked up at him, her eyes full of attachment and tenderness. Yinzhen lowered his head and gazed at her seductive lips, and the burning emotions in his heart reached its peak at this moment.

Without another word, he leaned down and kissed her soft lips passionately.

An Lingrong trembled slightly, but did not struggle. Instead, she gently closed her eyes and indulged in this passionate kiss.

At that moment, everything in the sea of ​​flowers seemed to be still. There were only the two of them, their breaths blending together, as if they were the only ones left in the world.

This kiss was affectionate and passionate, as if they wanted to put all their feelings into it.

An Lingrong felt Yinzhen's passionate emotions and her heart was filled with sweetness, as if the world existed only for the two of them.

After arriving at the Tangquan Palace, Yinzhen immediately started handling government affairs as usual.

Although An Lingrong was a little reluctant, she also understood his responsibility and had to go back to her room to rest.

After the bumpy ride, she felt a little tired and was about to lie down and rest for a while.

However, just as she was about to close her eyes, a maid's announcement came from outside the door: "Empress Zhaopin and Aunt Huanbi come to pay their respects."

An Lingrong frowned slightly. She wanted to have a good rest, but she didn't expect Zhen Huan to come and disturb her at this time.

She felt a little unhappy and didn't want to have much dealings with Zhen Huan.

She said calmly, "I'm tired and don't want to see anyone. Tell her I'm not feeling well and I'll come back another day."

The maids took the order and went out to pass on the message.

However, Zhen Huan did not seem to intend to leave so easily.

When she heard that An Lingrong refused to see her, she was so anxious that she knelt down outside the door and said that she just wanted to pay her respects and express her feelings, and had no other intentions.

After hearing the maids' panicked report in the house, An Lingrong just sneered and didn't pay much attention.

She thought, since Zhen Huan is so determined, let her kneel.

Why should I disturb my peace because of her stubbornness?

The news quickly spread throughout the palace, and many palace people were whispering, discussing the fact that Concubine Zhao was refused entry and had to kneel down to pay her respects.

Some people began to make up stories and even spread rumors that An Lingrong was bullying others and deliberately making things difficult for Zhen Huan.

These rumors soon reached the ears of the emperor.

Yinzhen had just finished dealing with government affairs and was about to go to An Lingrong for dinner.

Upon hearing this, his heart tightened. Thinking about whether his beloved An Lingrong had been wronged, his face suddenly became gloomy.

Yinzhen felt somewhat unhappy and decided to go and see the situation himself to prevent An Lingrong from being bullied.

He walked quickly towards An Lingrong's residence, secretly calculating in his mind that if he found anything wrong, he would not let off those who tried to bully her easily.