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

As autumn turns to summer, there is a sense of desolation. The maple trees in the Yiku Palace are dyed with warm colors, and there is a faint sense of warm colors spreading out from the palace walls.

The palace maids of Shoukang Palace came into the six palaces with endless rewards. Even Jiang Ruyin received several pieces of the best leather.

On September 7, Lou Yong'er caught a cold and was bedridden.

Shen Meizhuang brought Wei Lin to see the Queen Mother, and the Queen Mother personally appointed Wen Shichu to be responsible for Shen Meizhuang's pregnancy.

Chuxiu Palace,

Shen Meizhuang and Wei Lin entered the west hall one after another.

Lou Yong'er was swallowing the bitter black juice from Lan Li's hand.

Shen Meizhuang stopped three steps in front of the bed and said hesitantly, "Yong'er, I was really panicked when I realized I might be pregnant. Wen Shichu and Master Wei Lin were the only people I could trust in the Imperial Hospital, so I hurriedly invited Doctor Wei to come. It's all my fault that you're suffering from this illness. I, I don't have much to give you right now, but if you need anything in the future, please feel free to come to me."

Lou Yong'er frowned, pushed away Lan Li's hand that was offering her the candied fruit, and let out a long sigh as if she had just recovered from the pain.

"The imperial physician serves the concubines, not just me. What's wrong with Sister Mei?" Lou Yong'er forced a smile, looking somewhat pitiful against her pale face.

Shen Meizhuang turned around to pour tea, took a few steps forward and brought it to Lou Yonger's mouth.

Lou Yong'er drank it, and her frown immediately relaxed. She then covered her mouth with a handkerchief and coughed a few times. "It was Wan Changzai who recommended Wei Lin to me. I'm not feeling well, and I could easily catch a cold and spread it to others. Thank you, Sister Mei, for coming to see me."

At the mention of Zhen Huan, Shen Meizhuang's brows knitted into a knot, and she sighed, "You and her... well, let's not talk about it. The Emperor plans to go to Ganlu Temple to pray for blessings in seven days, and I will accompany him. If you have any wishes, I can help you pray to the Buddha."

Although he said that, he was actually afraid to ask Lou Yong'er if she had any message to convey to Zhen Huan.

Lou Yong'er laughed at herself, her face calm, "Some things can't be forced. Why don't you do your bit for me, Sister Mei? I pray that the Buddha will bless Sister Mei and her child with safety."

Shen Meizhuang smiled softly, "You are so thoughtful. I will go back first and come to see you when the pregnancy is stable."

Shen Meizhuang came and left in a hurry.

Lou Yong'er turned to look at Wei Lin who was still kneeling on the ground, "Why don't you get up? Aren't you afraid of hurting your knees?"

Wei Lin didn't dare to speak, and stood up silently. Thinking back to his master's instructions, he still felt frightened.

He quietly raised his eyes to look at Lou Yong'er, and saw that she was looking at him helplessly. "Thank you for your help, my lord. In the future, please give me your orders, and I will do my best to obey you."

Lou Yong'er just found it funny. He had kept silent about all the kindnesses he had shown to others before, but now Shen Meizhuang and Wen Shichu had scared him to death.

"I just came up with an idea. It's all thanks to Concubine Hui that it succeeded. I just don't know how the Empress Dowager agreed to it."

This time, Wei Lin spoke without hesitation, "After entering Shoukang Palace, Concubine Hui asked me to wait at the door. After about an incense stick of time, Aunt Zhuxi came out and called me aside. She then had someone serve me tea and asked about the health of the young lady and Concubine Hui. About half an hour later, when I saw the Empress Dowager, she was already in high spirits and instructed me to take good care of the young lady, Concubine Jing, and the young master."

Lou Yong'er closed her eyes, her thoughts racing, "Then, do you see any difference in the Queen Mother?"

Wei Lin pondered, "At the beginning of last month, the imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital gathered at Shoukang Palace to examine the Empress Dowager. At that time, she was already terminally ill, but not yet to the point where medicine and food were ineffective. Now she looks much better. However, when Lady Hui came out, she looked unwell and worried."

Lou Yong'er narrowed her eyes, "I didn't know you were such a talkative person before."

Wei Lin smiled bitterly, "Only now do I realize your wise thoughts, my lord. They are all beautiful on the outside, but they are all beautiful on the inside. I was wrong before."

"Lan Li."

Lou Yonger called out softly.

Lan Li understood and took out a bulging purse.

Lan Li handed it steadily to Wei Lin, who looked up in surprise.

"We can't compare to other people in the palace in terms of family background, so we should naturally help each other. We are all ordinary people, and it is inevitable that we need to spend money." Lou Yong'er said.

Wei Lin bowed solemnly.

Previously, when he was diagnosing Lou Yong'er's pulse, he had always declined all kinds of rewards except for the rewards during the New Year and other festivals. He had been busy with Shen Meizhuang's pregnancy for most of the last month, and his master had not mentioned the reward, so he dared not mention it either. Wen Shichu was born in a medical family, but Wei Lin actually passed the exam and became Wen Shichu's disciple. He had previously become Wen Shichu's disciple to avoid the factional disputes in the Imperial Hospital, but later he was dragged down and dared not say a word. Once a teacher, always a father, not to mention it, didn't you see that the two young ladies, Zhen and Shen, took turns sending people to visit?

And...there are indeed expenses at home.

Wei Lin was still in a daze until he left Chuxiu Palace. He secretly clutched the purse in his sleeve. Wei Lin couldn't help but sigh that things are really different now.

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When the order to go to Ganlu Temple to pray for blessings came, Hongxuan was clamoring to be fed by Jiang Ruyin.

Su Peisheng always acted very friendly towards the gods. Jiang Ruyin couldn't see anything wrong, so she asked Shu Dong to give him some money and send him away.

She scooped a spoonful of shrimp soup and brought it to Hongxuan's mouth, but Hongxuan refused to eat it. "Mother, in the past, it was the Emperor who told you everything."

Jiang Ruyin calmly picked up a large piece of soft and delicious fish maw cooked in soup with chopsticks, mixed it with the rice porridge and fed it to Hongxuan.

Hongxuan looked at the red fish meat covering the shiny and sticky rice grains, then looked at his mother, and then swallowed it in one gulp.

"Oh," Jiang Ruyin chuckled, then replied, "Your Royal Father is the Son of Heaven. He has many things to do, so naturally he can't accompany us all the time. You are the Son of Heaven's child, and everyone in the world is your subject. So you must learn from your Royal Father and not blindly rely on him. Do you understand?"

Hongxuan lay quietly in Jiang Ruyin's arms, watching her lips open and close.

Suddenly, he opened his arms and hugged Jiang Ruyin, "Father is the emperor, and the emperor has many concubines and children. Hongxuan only has mother, and mother only has Hongxuan."

Jiang Ruyin was slightly startled, and immediately hugged Hongxuan back. In a place where Hongxuan couldn't see, Jiang Ruyin's eyes were shining with tears, and she was sighing in her heart:

No wonder in the Forbidden City, all princes and princesses had to enter the Imperial Study to study when they turned six years old, and the prince even moved into the South Three Buildings that year.

It was no wonder this inhumane order was issued. Hongxuan, at such a young age, already understood the difference between the emperor and his mother. If he had stayed with his biological mother for a long time, he would have felt a rift between them and the emperor before even entering the court. Although they were father and son, under imperial power, the relationship between emperor and subject came first, and father and son second. If even father and son had grudges, how much more so between emperor and subject?