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

Shen Meizhuang brought Zhen Huan back to Xianfu Palace. Amidst the endless resistance of Concubine Guaerjia, Yixingxuan in Qixiang Palace welcomed its third owner after Concubine Wen and Concubine Su.

Inside Cunju Hall, the atmosphere was oppressive and gloomy. Shen Meizhuang's arm was wrapped in gauze. Although the burns were concealed, they seemed like an invisible chasm between her and the emperor.

When the emperor heard that Mei Zhuang was injured, he hurried to visit her. When he entered the palace, he saw that Mei Zhuang looked depressed and no longer as gentle as before.

Mei Zhuang bowed slightly and the emperor hurried forward to support her, his concern evident in his words. However, Mei Zhuang slightly turned sideways and cleverly avoided the emperor's hand. The alienation and grievance in her eyes made the emperor's heart tighten.

Jingpin knew her limits and retreated quietly.

The emperor asked softly, "Mei'er, how is your arm injury?"

Shen Meizhuang lowered her head and said slowly, "Your Majesty, the Imperial Hospital has taken good care of me. Wei Lin is an excellent doctor, and my injuries are no longer serious."

The emperor thought for a moment and then said, "Zhang Mi and Chen Xun are the best doctors in the Imperial Hospital. Would you mind if I had them come and take another look at you?"

Shen Meizhuang shook her head slightly, her tone cold but firm: "Wei Lin is enough, there is no need to trouble other imperial physicians. I thank the emperor for his concern."

The emperor looked at Mei Zhuang, only to see that she was looking elsewhere. Although her figure was still graceful, it seemed to be covered by a layer of frost, and the intimacy and tenderness of the past were completely gone.

After a long while, the emperor sighed softly and said, "In that case, I will go see Concubine Wan. You should take good care of yourself."

The emperor left as soon as he said he would. The candles in the west wing hall were still burning, and the emperor's bright yellow figure approached. Huanbi quickly welcomed him in.

Caiyue looked anxious, "My lady, you have suffered so much. If you just let the emperor go, wouldn't that just give others an advantage?"

Shen Meizhuang looked indifferent as she picked up the scroll and said, "Huan'er is not someone else."

"Didn't you see the look in Huanbi's eyes just now!" Caiyue felt more and more aggrieved as she spoke.

Shen Meizhuang frowned, "Caiyue, what happens to others has nothing to do with us. My arm is still burning. Please quietly ask Doctor Wen to come over tomorrow."

Caiyue twirled her handkerchief and said yes.

In the deep courtyard with red walls, dusk is falling.

Zhen Huan had doubts in her heart when she met the emperor. A cup of tea ago, the emperor came to Xianfu Palace. Sister Mei injured her arm, so it was reasonable for the emperor to see her first.

After all, Sister Mei couldn't sleep with the emperor, so the emperor still had to come to his place.

Thinking of this, he went to greet the emperor with a smile on his face.

Seeing that Zhen Huan was as gentle and obedient as before, the emperor's eyes were filled with concern and tenderness. "I have ordered Concubine Hua to investigate with all her strength. There will be results within half a month."

Zhen Huan's expression froze for a moment, then she smiled and said, "With Your Majesty here, I'm not worried at all."

"Concubine Fang is not energetic enough, and Concubine Duan is also physically weak. Right now, only Concubine Hua can take charge of these things."

"What does the emperor mean? Huanhuan didn't question Silang's intentions."

The emperor smiled with relief, "I was just worried that you would remember the past rift between you and Shilan."

Zhen Huan shook her head. "As the Emperor said, Concubine Hua is lively and outgoing. I have never blamed her. It's just that Sister Mei has always been outspoken, and after what happened, I'm afraid she must be feeling resentful."

The emperor seemed to be lost in thought. "Guarjia has been so lively and lovely these past few days, and Mei'er seems to have grown distant from me. I'm worried about her. Could this be the reason?"

Zhen Huan bowed her head, paused briefly, and then softly replied, "Silang, Sister Mei has experienced such a thrilling event before, and she must have been quite frightened. Thinking back to what happened back then, Sister Mei was so fragile, yet faced with such a calamity, how could she not be terrified? She may be trying her best to maintain composure, but the shock has probably already taken hold. I beg Your Majesty to understand."

The emperor nodded slightly, as if thinking about something. He looked into the distance, as if recalling what happened that day. After a moment, he returned his gaze to Zhen Huan and said gently, "I will take care of it. I hope you can spend more time with her and help her feel better soon."

Zhen Huan bowed and said, "I will follow Si Lang's advice and do my best."

The emperor nodded and began to look around the west wing hall.

"Hanhuan has always been elegant, and this west wing hall, as a temporary residence, is also elegantly decorated."

Zhen Huan's heart skipped a beat, and she smiled unconsciously. "It was Concubine Jing who took the trouble to arrange this. Concubine Guaerjia stayed here for a few days, and all the necessary utensils were provided. I was lucky to see this opportunity."

The emperor looked at her, and Huanbi ordered the eunuch to bring a basin of freshly burned charcoal.

"It's a gentle breeze and drizzle in March, but Huanhuan is still afraid of the cold."

Huanbi bowed and said crisply, "Your Majesty, you may not know that the West Wing Palace is good in every way. In the morning, we face the rising sun, but it gets a little cold in the afternoon or at sunset. I will light a charcoal brazier and candles early."

Zhen Huan shrank back in cooperation.

The emperor glanced at the dark sky outside and patted Zhen Huan's hand, "Huanbi is very attentive. She is worthy of being your palace maid."

Zhen Huan smiled calmly, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for remembering Huanbi."

The emperor chuckled, "I come here so often, if I don't remember your personal maid, then my eyes must be blurry."

"The Emperor's Holy Might."

Huanbi waited for a long time but the emperor didn't mention her again, so she had to quietly retreat out of the house.

The emperor clenched Zhen Huan's cold fingertips and pointed around, "You are already a concubine. Although these are the six palaces in the east and west, they are not the place for the mistress of a palace."

Zhen Huan blinked, looked at the emperor lovingly, and heard him say:

"The rear hall of Jingyang Palace is filled with ancient books. I will have the main hall and the side halls renovated. Is it okay for you to live there alone?"

Zhen Huan was stunned for a moment, then quickly stood up and saluted. "No matter my status, I am still the emperor's concubine. It doesn't matter where I live. Renovating Jingyang Palace is time-consuming and labor-intensive. How can I bear it?"

The emperor quietly looked at Zhen Huan's simple headdress, which was particularly conspicuous when she lowered her head.

Suddenly said:

"You're dressed too plainly, and you've lost your former beauty. Huanhuan, are you still worried about that child?"

The well-maintained nails dug deep into the palms of the hands, but they were nothing compared to the dull pain in the heart.

Zhen Huan forced a smile with a stiff expression, "Everything is a fait accompli, the Emperor has made his judgment, and I have no complaints."

The emperor sighed, "I miss this child as much as you do. Well, we will have a court meeting tomorrow. You should get some rest early. I will be leaving first."

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Su Xi was already prepared and was determined to hold the emperor tightly in his hands.

Zhen Huan took two steps on her knees without hesitation and grabbed the corner of the emperor's robe.

The emperor stopped and saw Zhen Huan raising her tearful eyes, her voice choked with sobs: "Silang, you are so lonely and cold. I toss and turn in bed late at night, my heart full of longing for you. The scenes from the past few days are still vaguely in front of my eyes. I am really scared..." After saying this, her slightly trembling hands clenched a little tighter, as if she was afraid that if she let go, the only remaining comfort would disappear.

The emperor lowered his eyes, a trace of pity rising in his heart. He reached out and pulled Zhen Huan up, saying softly, "Huan Huan, please don't be like this. I am also concerned about you."