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

Chen Xun concentrated on feeling her pulse. After a moment, he retracted his handkerchief, stepped back, and knelt. "Your Majesty, the poison hasn't yet been cleared, which is why you often feel weak and drowsy. The poison is very dangerous, and it's a blessing that your Majesty has regained consciousness. All you need to do is follow the previous prescription and you'll be fine. Once your period is on time, you can eat more fish, shrimp, and eggs. It will be beneficial to your health."

Nian Shilan turned her wrist and said worriedly: "Ever since I had a miscarriage in my early years, I have often had irregular periods, this..."

Chen Xun lowered his eyes. "After waking up from the poisoning this time, the Empress is like a new person. She will be fine from now on."

"Okay." Nian Shilan was worried and didn't say anything.

Songzhi understood and handed over two purses, intending to quietly put them into the sleeves of the two men, but the two men simultaneously avoided Songzhi's hands and took them on their own initiative.

"Thank you, Miss Songzhi. The emperor will come over for dinner tonight, so I will take my leave first." Su Peisheng left with Chen Xun with a smile.

After confirming that the two had left the territory of Yiku Palace, Nian Shilan raised her hand, and a note appeared in her palm.

It read: "I know it will only last a year, so be at peace."

Nian Shilan raised her eyebrows. Does she know what I am thinking?

On the long street, Chen Xun lowered his voice and said, "I have something to report to the emperor. Please pass it on, eunuch."

Su Peisheng didn't dare to delay and trotted with Chen Xun to the Yangxin Palace.

The sun was shining brightly, and the clear sunlight dispelled a lot of the coolness in the wind.

The emperor sighed deeply, Chen Xun's words still ringing in his ears: "The poison is dangerous. Strychnos nux vomica and musk conflict with each other. The imperial concubine is already weak, and her life span will be affected."

Henan and Shandong provinces had fully paid their taxes and grain this year, and the joy brought by the news of peace among the people was dashed, and the emperor felt heavy-hearted.

"Su Peisheng! I remember that Concubine Qi mocked Concubine Lou in the street a few days ago?"

"The Emperor has a good memory. It was in the Imperial Garden the afternoon before yesterday."

"Hmm..." The emperor's eyes flashed with coldness. "How can the princess's biological mother allow her to be humiliated? Demote her to a concubine and let her reflect on her mistakes!"

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The next morning, Lou Yong'er took a small bag and went to the cold palace with Lan Li quietly.

The so-called Cold Palace is merely a few rooms in the far corner of the Forbidden City. It's located next to the corner tower in the southeast corner of the Forbidden City, with the Qiandong Sisi to the west. Across the wall in front is the Juanqinzhai mentioned by Nian Shilan.

Even in autumn, after walking for such a long time, I couldn't help feeling anxious and sweating.

After a stick of incense had passed, the legendary cold palace finally appeared before their eyes.

Leaving the inner city of the Forbidden City from Shunzhen Gate is like entering a new world. The Qianxi Wusuo and Qiandong Wusuo cannot be compared with any other house in the inner city. Although they still have red walls and glazed tiles, you can tell from the tiles that they are products of many years ago. The red paint on the walls is as bright as new, but the mottled marks on the walls are difficult to cover up.

Walking to the so-called cold palace was even more depressing. It was hard to imagine how the rubble from the rooftops was still clinging to the red walls. The last time Lou Yonger came, she had felt it was about to fall apart in pieces. This was her second time here, and it was still firmly in place.

After slipping two silver coins to the guard at the door, Lou Yong'er entered smoothly.

Jing agreed and leaned on the stone bed in the innermost room in a daze. Seeing that the mattress under her was quite new, Lou Wan'er understood.

Lan Li opened the bundle, revealing a large package of snacks wrapped in oil paper, and underneath was a brand new cotton coat.

Lou Yong'er sat on the bed, which was already cold and there was no charcoal fire in the room. Lou Yong'er shivered suddenly.

"It was still spring and summer when you left Xianfu Palace. I wonder if you brought any cotton clothes with you. It's always a good idea to bring them. It seems Hanzhu still misses you, her old master, very much."

The fragrance of cakes and pastries spread in the air. Jing Ying's nose twitched slightly, and he looked at Lou Yong'er with lifeless eyes, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Lou. You are the only one who still comes to see me now."

Lou Yong'er smiled and said, "Now that things have come to this, I won't hide it from you anymore."

"I want to ask you a favor."

"...What else can I do in my current state?" Jing agreed, closing his eyes slightly and looking up at the large spider web on the beam in the corner of the house.

"Xinhe is now living in the former house of Prince Suo Shuhe. When I passed by the other side, it was deserted inside. There were no palace maids walking around, and not even a sound. That turned out to be the residence of the eighth prince Hongxi!" Lou Yong'er looked gloomy.

Jing agreed, a clear look of pity flashing in his eyes. "I thought that after all, the Eighth Prince was the heir to the throne, and the palace maids would not treat him harshly, but it turned out to be like this. Xin and she have you visiting her often, so she shouldn't encounter such a thing."

Lou Yong'er's eyes flashed, and she pretended to sigh, "I knew you still missed Xinhe. She's fine, but she's very lonely, living alone in a courtyard. Every time I go there, she sits beside me cautiously, looking at my expression and asking me: Does mother not want me anymore?"

Jing agreed and let out a howl of collapse, then lowered his head and sobbed.

Lou Yong'er sighed, gently patted Jing Da Ying's thin shoulder, and leaned over to stare at her: "Xinhe came to you when she was just a few months old, and didn't leave you until she was three years old. I really hate it, why can't I wait until she grows up, or earlier when she is still young. She is only three years old!"

Lou Yong'er's eyes were filled with hatred, and bloodshot was visible around her pupils.

But Jing agreed and could not refute it. He could only utter a few words with trembling lips, "I, no, I didn't..."

Wiping away tears, Lou Yong'er looked at Jing Da Ying seriously, "Sister Feng, please allow me to call you that. I think you probably don't want me to call you Jing Da Ying now. Please help me, let Xin He come back to me. The emperor has seen Xin He and me several times and knows that we are the closest people to Xin He in this world, Sister Feng..."

Feng Ruozhao's eyes flickered and he opened his mouth.

"From being Concubine Duan before, to being Concubine Jing now, you have been cautious and prudent all your life. Do you really have no complaints? Concubine Duan has lived in the corner of the palace for her whole life, and she still has a son and a daughter. But what about you, sister? Can you really bear to see Xinhe living alone in the prince's house? Oh, forget it, why am I saying all this. Sister Feng, please enjoy some of this. These are all your favorite foods that I learned from Xinhe."

Lou Yong'er sighed deeply and pulled the oil-paper bag over to Feng Ruozhao. "Hurry up and eat some. This place is different from other places. I'll wait until you finish eating and put it away for you before you leave."

"Pah!" Tears wet the oil paper. Feng Ruozhao's tears flowed as she said in a sad voice, "It's all my fault, sister..."

Seeing Feng Ruozhao crying bitterly, Lou Yong'er curled her lips in satisfaction.