The Legend of Zhen Huan Reborn: Overthrowing Zhen Huan to Become the Queen Mother

"Is Sister Duanfei not feeling well? Why are you suddenly so anxious to find an adopted son for her?" Jiang Ruyin asked curiously.

The emperor was slightly stunned, "This..."

The emperor couldn't think of the reason for a moment, he only remembered that Zhen Huan suggested giving the child to Concubine Duan to raise.

At first it seemed to be talking about Xinhe, and later Hongli was mentioned.

The emperor's brows were twisted into knots.

Jiang Ruyin was not in a hurry either. She simply grabbed the emperor's hand and covered her lower abdomen with the warm big palm, which made her feel quite comfortable.

The emperor relaxed his brows and thought carefully about what had happened.

First, Zhen Huan mentioned that Lou Yong'er thought Concubine Duan was an excellent adoptive mother. Concubine Duan said that she was in poor health and was afraid of passing her illness on to her son. Then Zhen Huan said that Hongli was already half grown up and Concubine Duan didn't need to worry about him. She thought it made sense, so she told Jiang Ruyin about it.

Yes, there's nothing to worry about.

Zhen Huan's "The Fourth Prince has grown up, and he has his own mother in his heart, so he is not afraid of the mother and son's power in the future." is still ringing in my ears.

Recalling the conversation between Concubine Duan and Hongli that day, I am afraid that even if Hongli was not an adoptive mother and son, he would still be thinking about Concubine Duan in his heart.

The emperor understood the matter and smiled grimly.

"Hongli grew up in the garden, so it's inevitable that he'll have trouble adapting to returning to the palace so suddenly. Let's discuss this matter later."

Jiang Ruyin tilted her head to look at him and said, "Okay then."

The emperor looked at Jiang Ruyin facing the tent book in the winter, and casually let go of the poetry collection in his hand and leaned over.

"I've been putting down my pen for the past few days, and you seem to be busier than me."

"This is already half of the original. Jingpin is very attentive, and I am relieved to give her the other half."

The emperor nodded, and after a while, he suddenly said, "I went to see Concubine Hua a few days ago. She used to do all these things."

Jiang Ruyin acted as if she hadn't noticed. "I saw the Imperial Concubine looked unwell a few days ago. I wonder how she is doing now."

The emperor rubbed his hands. "Shilan has calmed down a lot, and her health has almost recovered. But she's always listless. I think if I hand over some palace affairs to her, maybe she can regain her former decisive and intelligent spirit."

Jiang Ruyin smiled slightly and put down the account book. "The Imperial Concubine is familiar with palace affairs, and with Concubine Wen and Wen Yi by her side, the Emperor will naturally feel more at ease."

"Yin'er feels the same way, right?"

Jiang Ruyin picked up the account book again and glanced at the emperor with a hint of joking. "Since the emperor has made a decision, I can no longer be lazy. I will sort these out and send them to the imperial concubine tomorrow. Would the imperial concubine please divide the palace affairs between me and Jingpin?"

The emperor couldn't help but blush quietly, and leaned in to hug Jiang Ruyin. "Yin'er, tell me, do you feel the same way?"

Jiang Ruyin deliberately didn't answer, and was immediately provoked to the point of being at her wit's end. She quickly said yes, and said helplessly, "I have already thought of how to hand it over to the imperial concubine. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

The emperor then picked up his book again with satisfaction.

By the time Jiang Ruyin had finished sorting out the account books, the moon was already at its zenith. Turning back, she saw the emperor, his head resting on his hand, looking at her with a broad smile on his face.

"I read a line from a poem, 'As long as our hearts shine together, there's nothing wrong with having no lamp or moon.' I'd like to give Yin'er the nickname, Madam Yuezhao. What do you think?"

Jiang Ruyin kept smiling, secretly trying to figure out the emperor's thoughts.

Although Zhou Ziyi and Wu Hufan admired and respected each other, they were each engaged. I wonder if the emperor's words reminded him of the fact that he had several concubines and was already engaged to Ulanara Rouze.

As if noticing her hesitation, the emperor took Jiang Ruyin's cool hand and said with emotion, "No matter what our status is, our hearts will always be connected, as if it were the sun and the moon."

Jiang Ruyin calmed down a little and buried herself in the emperor's arms with a complicated look in her eyes. She had to close her eyes to hide her emotions.

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"Our two hearts shine together, as the sun and the moon never change. The moon shines on Madam..." Zhen Huan was distracted, repeating these words over and over again.

Huanbi's eyes were filled with dissatisfaction. "What Madam Yuezhao? I don't think she has the beauty or wisdom of my elder sister. She's just an actor with some seductive tricks."

Zhen Huan came back to her senses and reprimanded him in a light tone.

"I can't copy any more of this spring poem. I'll burn it."

Huanbi felt bored and said "Oh".

Seeing Huanbi go out, Cui Jinxi came in thoughtfully.

"Is your Majesty thinking about Concubine Fang's title of Madam Yuezhao?"

Zhen Huan forced a smile, "I can't hide it from my aunt."

Cui Jinxi advised with a hint of deep meaning, "I went to see Aunt Fangruo and learned that the Emperor bestowed the title of Madam Yuezhao on her because of the poem 'As long as our hearts shine together, what does it matter if there is no lamp or moon?'"

Zhen Huan was well-read and immediately understood what Cui Jinxi meant. "That's not a very good title."

......

In the Forbidden City in February, the spring chill had not yet dissipated. The sky was gloomy, and the leaden clouds hung heavy.

The stone lions at the palace gate were damp with snow, adding a solemn and majestic air to their majestic figures. The trees in the courtyard remained bare, with only a few hints of fresh green emerging from their treetops. On either side of the stone pavement leading to Yikun Palace, a mixture of remnant snow and mud mingled, creating a sense of desolation and loneliness.

Inside the Yikun Palace, curtains were drawn low, and wisps of soothing incense burned in censers, filling the air with curling green smoke. Consort Hua, Nian Shilan, reclined on a couch, her face pale and her eyes staring blankly ahead. Even her gorgeous brocade attire couldn't hide her haggard appearance after her illness.

Jiang Ruyin walked into the Yikun Palace with steady steps and saw that Nian Shilan had already straightened up. There was no expression on her face, but her arrogance remained unchanged.

Jiang Ruyin leaned forward gently and said, "Greetings, Your Majesty."

After they sat down, Concubine Hua still didn't even glance at her. She smiled nonchalantly and said,

"Although the Imperial Concubine's complexion has improved, she still looks listless. I am deeply worried."

Nian Shilan's gaze shifted from the glaring, cold sunlight outside the door to Jiang Ruyin, and she said expressionlessly, "Whether you're worried or not is not something you can just say."

Jiang Ruyin lowered her head and smiled, then sighed slightly, "Your Highness is right. Your Highness should not be bored in the palace all day. It would be good to go out for a walk and relax your mind."

Nian Shilan leaned back in her chair and shook her head. "Go out? Where in this palace can I feel safe?"

"In that case, as long as Your Majesty can relax a little, it doesn't matter whether you can go out or not." Jiang Ruyin said this and signaled Fu Qiu to hand over three account books.

"The Emperor felt that the Imperial Concubine was decisive and dignified when she was in charge of palace affairs, so he wanted to hand the palace affairs back to the Imperial Concubine, and she would still be in charge."

"These are the account books and keys for the three southern imperial tea and food rooms, the Imperial Hospital, the Imperial Pharmacy, and the Imperial Household Department. I will continue to assist you, but please give your instructions, Your Majesty."

Nian Shilan's eyes fell on the books almost without focus.