Warm my heart

He knew in his heart that Zhen Huan's only wish was to regain his favor.

But at this moment, he did not feel any excitement.

However, Yinzhen still smiled and walked closer to her.

He sat by the spring, gently stroked Zhen Huan's shoulder, and said softly, "You've worked hard. Relax tonight."

Zhen Huan felt a slight sense of relief, her mind reassured by Yinzhen's gentleness. She snuggled up to Yinzhen and said softly, "I just want to make Your Majesty happy. Having Your Majesty by my side is your greatest happiness."

Yinzhen nodded slightly, but there was a hint of alienation in his eyes.

He was not as enthusiastic as Zhen Huan expected. He just comforted her with a few words symbolically and then withdrew his hand.

Although Zhen Huan was a little disappointed, she knew that showing any dissatisfaction at this moment would be of no use.

She continued to maintain her gentle smile and still tried to please Yinzhen with that seductive attitude, hoping to ignite the fire in his heart.

Little did he know that the palace had already been lit with incense.

Zhen Huan successfully served the emperor in a daze.

Zhen Huan had just experienced Yinzhen's "favor" and felt a little comforted.

The next day, the team preparing to return to the palace set off again in a mighty procession.

On the way, Zhen Huan sat alone in a carriage, her heart full of complicated emotions.

She looked forward through the window, and the luxurious carriage that Yinzhen and An Lingrong were riding in was particularly conspicuous.

Zhen Huan couldn't help feeling lost and dissatisfied. She had thought that maybe she could go find Yinzhen and express her feelings, but when she thought of Yinzhen's favoritism and love for An Lingrong that day, her steps stopped involuntarily.

In the end, Zhen Huan did not muster up the courage to go, but sat silently in her carriage, feeling anxious.

She knew that An Lingrong's position in Yinzhen's heart was not something she could easily shake.

No matter how hard she tried, it was difficult for her to regain the position of favor that once belonged to her.

As the convoy slowly moved forward, Zhen Huan's thoughts gradually became heavy.

She was unwilling to be left out like this, but she couldn't find a suitable opportunity to change the status quo.

Helplessly, she could only temporarily suppress her dissatisfaction and plan new things after returning to the palace.

After An Lingrong returned to Yongshou Palace, her heart was filled with relief and joy.

She ordered her servants to pack their luggage quickly, and she sat leisurely on the couch, summoned her trusted palace maid, and asked her about what had happened in Yongshou Palace during this period.

The palace maids reported all the recent events, big and small. An Lingrong listened carefully, secretly thinking about how to respond.

An Lingrong's trusted maidservant whispered, "Don't worry, Your Majesty. We have been watching carefully and there's nothing unusual. However, there seems to be some activity from Concubine Zhen's side recently, so Your Majesty needs to keep an eye on it."

An Lingrong smiled slightly upon hearing this, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes: "Noble Lady Zhen is now just a spent force. No matter how much she struggles, she won't be able to make any waves.

As long as I can keep the Emperor's heart steady, everything else is insignificant."

After saying that, An Lingrong stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the palace wall in the distance.

Yinzhen walked quickly into Yongshou Palace. As soon as he stepped into the palace door, he saw Doctor Liu standing by waiting.

He was extremely anxious and asked anxiously, "How is Rong'er?"

Upon seeing this, Imperial Physician Liu hurried forward and bowed, saying, "Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty! Concubine Zhao is two months pregnant. The fetus is stable and everything is fine."

Hearing this, Yinzhen's originally tense expression relaxed instantly, and an uncontrollable smile broke out on his face.

He looked up and laughed out loud, his joy beyond words.

This was his and An Lingrong's first child, and this surprise made him feel extremely satisfied.

He wanted to cheer loudly and let the entire palace know the good news, but as the emperor, he had to maintain his dignity.

He suppressed his inner excitement, took a deep breath, calmed himself down, and nodded slightly.

"Good, good!" Yinzhen said happily, "Pass on my order to take good care of Concubine Zhao and ensure the safety of mother and child."

She became Empress Zhao Fei, and she became Empress Zhao Fei not long after entering the palace.

After saying this, he turned and walked towards An Lingrong's bedroom, his eyes full of tenderness and affection.

At this moment, all he wanted was to share this joy with An Lingrong.

Walking to An Lingrong's bed, Yinzhen saw her lying on the bed, her face slightly pale, but the brilliance in her eyes could not be concealed.

He held her hand gently, his voice filled with uncontrollable joy: "Rong'er, we are finally going to have a child."

An Lingrong smiled slightly, feeling Yinzhen's deep affection, and her heart was filled with happiness.

She responded softly: "Azhen, we have a child, I will definitely protect him well."

Yinzhen nodded, his eyes full of determination: "As long as I am here, no one will dare to harm you or our child."

He gently stroked An Lingrong's abdomen, his heart filled with anticipation for this new life.

An atmosphere of joy permeated the entire Yongshou Palace. At this moment, even the night in the palace seemed to become gentle.

When the Queen heard the news that Concubine Zhao An Lingrong was pregnant, she was so angry that her headache came back.

She threw the teacup in her hand to the ground, her face turned pale instantly, her brows furrowed, she covered her forehead, and leaned back in pain.

The maid hurried forward to support the queen and carefully comforted her, "Your Majesty, please take care of yourself. Don't let these things make you angry and hurt yourself."

The Queen gnashed her teeth and said coldly, "That bitch An Lingrong actually got pregnant with a dragon fetus! What right did she have?"

She was indignant, but had no choice but to suppress her jealousy.

At the same time, Concubine Hua was in her bedroom, eating pickles and crying.

Concubine Hua: "Look, I vomited. How come I am not pregnant? If my child is still there, what does she have to do with it?"

Song Zhi comforted her, "Your Majesty's favor is unmatched. She will become pregnant sooner or later."

It was all Qi Yuebin's fault. Concubine Hua said angrily, "Let's go find her."

Then Concubine Hua went to find Concubine Duan in a mighty manner and beat and scolded her again.

No one was allowed to treat Concubine Duan, so she had no choice but to endure it.

The emperor felt guilty towards both of them for what had happened in the past, so he refused to help either of them.

Over the years, the emperor has secretly asked people to treat Concubine Duan and keep her alive.

An Lingrong still remembers that Concubine Duan is Zhen Huan's person.

Just when she was worried about where to start, she dragged Yinzhen to her place that night.

Of course, no one went to treat Concubine Duan.

The next day, news of Concubine Duan's death spread. Concubine Duan passed away.

White sails were hoisted in the palace, and the emperor buried her with the ceremony of Concubine Duan.

As time went by, An Lingrong's pregnancy entered the final stage.

Although she was favored by Yinzhen, the undercurrent in the harem was still turbulent, and jealousy and scheming never stopped.