Warm my heart

From a distance, Yinzhen saw a palace concubine in Manchu clothing kneeling at the door of An Lingrong.

As his dragon chariot approached, a tense atmosphere filled the quiet air around him.

Zhen Huan originally lowered her head and knelt quietly on the ground, but when she saw the familiar dragon chariot slowly approaching, complex emotions suddenly arose in her heart.

Seeing that Yinzhen was about to get off the dragon chariot, she became anxious and wanted to take the opportunity to gain sympathy, so she decided to faint in an instant.

Her body went limp and she fell directly to the ground.

When Huanbi saw Zhen Huan fall, she burst into tears anxiously. Tears welled up in her eyes, and her voice was shrill and sad: "Your Majesty! How could Concubine Zhao be so heartless! Concubine Wan just came to pay her respects, how could she treat Your Majesty like this!"

Yinzhen watched this scene coldly. He knew all about Zhen Huan's intentions in his heart, but he remained expressionless.

He stepped down from the dragon chariot, his eyes icy, his voice devoid of emotion as he said, "Noble Lady Wan has committed treason by disturbing Concubine Zhao's rest and taking away her title."

When Zhen Huan heard this, she was furious and almost jumped up to refute, but reason made her suppress her emotions. She could only continue to pretend to be unconscious, her face pale and weak.

After saying these words, Yinzhen didn't even look at Zhen Huan again and walked straight into An Lingrong's room.

He was so preoccupied with his little girl that he had no time to care about Zhen Huan's schemes and tricks.

His steps were firm and quick, and he only wanted to see An Lingrong as soon as possible to confirm whether she was affected.

Seeing this scene, Su Peisheng could only sigh inwardly and immediately ordered his servants to deal with the aftermath.

He arranged for people to carry the "fainted" Zhen Huan back to her residence, and at the same time carefully cleaned up the mess, trying not to let the incident escalate further.

The palace servants handled Zhen Huan's "fainting" in an orderly manner, while Yinzhen had already walked into An Lingrong's room, gently searching for the tenderness in his heart.

An Lingrong was leaning leisurely on the couch in the room, holding a book in her hands, slightly lost in thought.

She knew everything that happened outside the door, but she didn't care and let Zhen Huan suffer the consequences.

Just as she was immersed in the book, she heard familiar footsteps outside the door. She looked up and saw Yinzhen walking into the room.

"Azhen, you're here." When An Lingrong saw Yinzhen, a gentle smile immediately appeared on her face. She quickly put down the book, walked forward lightly, her eyes full of tenderness.

Yinzhen relaxed when he saw that she looked normal and was not affected at all by the noise outside.

He stroked her hair lovingly and chuckled, "Of course you come to see my girl."

An Lingrong smiled softly at his words, with a glint of happiness in her eyes.

She snuggled up to Yinzhen carefully, feeling the warmth coming from him and a sense of peace in her heart.

The night in the palace became increasingly quiet, as if the whole world was sleeping in this tranquility.

Only in An Lingrong's room was there a warm atmosphere, as if it was isolated from the outside world, with only the two of them sharing this sweet moment.

During the five days in Tangquan Palace, Zhen Huan became increasingly anxious.

Seeing Yinzhen and An Lingrong getting along well with each other every day, the jealousy and anxiety in her heart kept entangling her like a poisonous snake.

She was unable to sleep with the emperor for a single day, which was an unprecedented humiliation for her, who had always been full of confidence.

Zhen Huan sat in her bedroom, holding a teacup in her hand, but her mind was no longer on the tea.

She knew that the eyes of the harem were all on her, waiting for her to make a mistake.

If she returns from this trip and fails to serve the emperor in bed, she will definitely become a laughing stock among the concubines.

She thought for a long time, repeatedly thinking about how to turn the situation around.

Zhen Huan has always been good at observing people's words and expressions, but now Yinzhen's mind seems to be all on An Lingrong, which leaves her helpless.

"Huanbi," Zhen Huan suddenly spoke, a hint of anxiety in her voice, "Go find out what's going on with Concubine Zhao and see if she's been doing anything lately."

Seeing Zhen Huan so anxious, Huanbi felt uneasy: "Yes, I will go right away."

Zhen Huan looked at Huanbi's departing back, her heart full of contradictions.

She was unwilling to fail, but she also felt helpless that she was being ignored by Yinzhen step by step.

If she doesn't find a solution in this palace, she will have to face endless ridicule when she returns to the palace.

"We can't go on like this," Zhen Huan murmured to herself, her eyes gradually becoming firm.

She could not allow herself to be marginalized, and no matter what, she had to regain a place in Yinzhen's heart.

When Zhen Huan learned that Yinzhen was resting alone in the palace, hope suddenly ignited in her heart.

She hurriedly ordered the palace maids to dress her up carefully, not wanting to miss this fleeting opportunity.

This may be the only opportunity for her to get close to Yinzhen in the past few days.

After dressing up, Zhen Huan took Huanbi and a group of palace maids to Yinzhen's bedroom.

She was full of anticipation, thinking that she would be able to meet the emperor this time and attract his attention again.

However, when she arrived at the door of the bedroom, she was stopped by the guards.

Even though she begged repeatedly, she was unable to make any progress.

Just when she was feeling discouraged, she received an unexpected good news - Yinzhen would go to her bedroom tonight.

Zhen Huan secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Although she failed to see the emperor as she wished, her efforts were not in vain because of the "favor" she received tonight.

She suppressed the disappointment and resentment in her heart and began to think about how to regain Yinzhen's favor in the nightclub.

Meanwhile, Yinzhen's thoughts raced through his chambers. He had spent the past few days with An Lingrong in the hot springs, and he was exhausted both physically and mentally.

Although he doted on An Lingrong in his heart, he also understood that Zhen Huan had not been favored since she accompanied him, and the balance in the harem needed to be maintained.

Thinking that Zhen Huan must be anxious these days, Yinzhen couldn't help feeling helpless.

After all, she is also a noble lady accompanying us. Giving her some favor tonight can help balance the situation in the harem.

Zhen Huan looked at herself in the mirror, confirming that her makeup was flawless, and then ordered Huanbi to prepare everything to ensure that the emperor spent a wonderful night with her.

Zhen Huan sat gently soaking in the warm spring water, the mist making her skin look as smooth as jade.

She was filled with anxiety, yet she also held a reluctance to give in, thinking that she must have Yinzhen's favor tonight no matter what.

As the palace gate slowly opened, Yinzhen stepped into the hot spring. The scene before him startled him slightly.

Zhen Huan had already struck a seductive pose, with her arms gently raised and her hair fluttering in the breeze, making her look particularly charming.

There was a hint of shyness in her eyes, a delicate blush appeared on her face, and her whole body exuded endless temptation.

Yinzhen looked at her, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes.