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

"Hasn't this kind of thing been said enough to myself and Concubine Qi in the mansion?" Nian Shilan complained inwardly.

The emperor took Jiang Ruyin's hand, gently grasped her palm, and leaned over to whisper to her, "You must not have had a good lunch. I'll ask the imperial kitchen to prepare some of your favorite dishes."

Jiang Ruyin looked at him with a smile and whispered in the same voice: "Okay, but I am not feeling well and should not eat cold foods like shrimp and crabs."

The emperor's expression remained unchanged, he just nodded and looked back at the stage.

After a while, the emperor tilted his head again, "I suddenly remembered that Zhang Tingyu said he had something to do in the palace this afternoon. I almost forgot."

"Farewell, Your Majesty." Seeing Jiang Ruyin nod sensibly, the emperor left slowly.

Following the emperor's back, a cold light flashed in Concubine Duan's eyes and her thoughts were in turmoil.

It's Zhen Huan again. Jiang Ruyin couldn't keep the emperor. If she really returns to the palace, wouldn't Longyue be in trouble?

Concubine Duan frowned and unconsciously exerted strength in her hands.

People are all made of flesh and blood. Seeing Longyue grow from a chubby little ball to a considerate baby, from crying while holding her fingers to throwing herself into her arms to be fed, Concubine Duan has truly treated Longyue as her own child.

I felt a gentle and delicate touch on the back of my hand, very slowly, one by one.

Looking down, it was Longyue.

One of her little hands was held by Concubine Duan. She snuggled up to Concubine Duan, and her other hand was stroking Concubine Duan's hand. Her bright dark eyes were looking at Concubine Duan without blinking.

Seeing Concubine Duan come back to her senses, Longyue smiled, put her little hand on the back of Concubine Duan's hand, and continued to watch the show.

In early March, the last shackles of winter were shaken off, and the warm sunshine poured down on the earth.

In the meditation room on Lingyun Peak, the emperor hugged Zhen Huan with a look of contentment on his face, his fingers hooked around a strand of her hair and twirled it.

"Lingyun Peak is elegant and tranquil, and the beauties it nurtures are also well-behaved and peaceful." The emperor rubbed Zhen Huan with his nose with an ambiguous expression.

Zhen Huan couldn't help but shrink back and moved a little, but the emperor thought she was shy, which made him laugh.

Under the quilt, Zhen Huan's hands had changed from stroking her lower abdomen to clenching her fists, her nails deeply embedded in her palms, and the purple veins on the back of her hands were clearly prominent.

Recalling the scene where the Emperor barged in and asked them to leave in front of Pei'er and Cui Jinxi, Zhen Huan almost couldn't help but burst out: "How dare he... defile the love nest of Yunli and me!"

But the slightly bulging belly under her hand and the letter from Ningguta in the bedside table all reminded her to compromise.

Zhen Huan forced a smile and tilted her head towards the emperor. "The Forbidden City is extremely prosperous, and there are countless beautiful concubines. That's why Silang thinks my place is quiet and peaceful."

"The feng shui of the Forbidden City is good for health, but the rules are too strict and uncomfortable." The emperor narrowed his eyes, withdrew his arms from around Zhen Huan and put them behind his head.

Zhen Huan's fingers unconsciously tapped her belly. "It used to be so lively when the sisters were chatting and laughing together. I just don't know how Sister Mei and the others are doing these days."

Seeing that Zhen Huan's tone seemed to be filled with nostalgia, the emperor hesitated for a moment, but still said, "Mei Zhuang is devoted to keeping her quiet and peaceful, very demure. Yong'er, she is still the same, but seems to have become much more stable. I consider that Huanbi is someone close to you, so I let her become an official lady and serve me a cup of tea from time to time."

A hint of sarcasm flashed across her eyes, and Zhen Huan curled her lips. He had specially appointed an official lady just for the sake of drinking tea, and he said it was for her sake. Zhen Huan didn't know how to respond, so she could only say in a soft voice: "Huanbi has been with me since she was a child. It is her blessing to serve the emperor."

"Think about it carefully. If she hadn't grown up with you, how could we be so similar? She kept your books and clothes in great condition."

Zhen Huan was silent for a moment, feeling a little chilled.

The emperor was happily talking to himself and somehow mentioned Concubine Duan.

Zhen Huan looked at him expectantly. The emperor coughed awkwardly and said, "Concubine Duan has taken very good care of Longyue. She even reopened the stage at Suiyuxuan for Longyue's birthday a few days ago."

Zhen Huan's eyes were filled with tears. She sobbed without saying a word, saying only, "That's good... That's good..."

The emperor felt bad and coaxed her in a low voice, "If you had been half as docile as you are now, Longyue would still be your daughter, my most beloved daughter."

The trembling of her shoulders slowly stopped. Zhen Huan wiped her eyes and looked at the emperor seriously, saying, "If it weren't for my temperament in the past, how could I know the happiness of reconciliation and make me understand my feelings?"

"If it weren't for my pride, how could I have met someone as sincere and enthusiastic as Yunli?"

Zhen Huan hated Jiang Ruyin even more, hating her for making her father suffer so much.

The emperor sighed, "If you had been like this for a long time, how could I bear to let you go?"

"But it's not too late now. I can still see the emperor." Zhen Huan looked at the emperor, as if hinting at something.

The emperor was speechless and just stroked Zhen Huan's thin shoulders.

When I returned to the palace, Huanbi was already waiting in the tea room.

The emperor was in a good mood. He took the teacup and savored it carefully. "Your cooking skills are getting better and better. When will it rain?"

Huanbi smiled shyly, "My heart and soul are tied to the emperor. It rained a little this afternoon, and I was eager to see the rainy day, so I took the risk and gave it a try. I hope the emperor likes it."

"What kind of tea do you like?" the emperor asked suddenly.

Huanbi was delighted, "Of course it's Pu'er, Pu'er,"

"Hanhuan also likes Pu'er. It has a mellow taste and can aid digestion. It is most suitable for afternoon tea." The emperor said to himself.

Huanbi shut up all of a sudden and mumbled, "Your Majesty is right."

As she said this, Huanbi felt a little flustered.

After several rounds of conversation, the words were unclear and some of the language was incoherent.

The emperor looked at her and asked, "Are you feeling unwell?"

Huanbi was torn between her conscience and her conscience for a long time, but finally she calmed down.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. It was Princess Longyue's birthday a few days ago, and the scene brought back memories, so I was a little distracted." Huanbi lowered her eyes and bowed.

The emperor nodded. "It's not your fault. After all... didn't you go?"

"Uh, I, your concubine, was thinking about you all the time. Although I was not there, I was always thinking about the princess. Just hearing about the scene that day is enough to imagine." Huanbi was stunned and hurriedly explained.

"Indeed, you've been serving me while still thinking about Longyue and Huanhuan. It's truly hard work." The emperor pinched his chin and said, "I understand your hard work, so I will promote you to the rank of concubine."

"..." Huanbi opened her mouth wide and expressed her gratitude happily.

At first she was full of joy, but on the way back to the palace, passing through Yongshou Gate and Qixiang Gate, Huanbi was holding her breath all the time. She returned to her palace, impatiently lifted the curtain, and held the teacup angrily.

"My young lady has been promoted, so why wouldn't you be happy?" Cui'er brought a plate of fresh fruit. "My young lady often serves in the Yangxin Palace. These cherries were sent by Baba from the Imperial Tea and Kitchen. They are so beautiful. It's a pity that most of the mandarin oranges are in Jingren Palace, a small part went to Yanxi Palace, and the rest were divided among the other palaces. We didn't get much."

Huanbi glanced at her listlessly, "They are just some fruits, what's so good about them? Can they be more important than the emperor's favor?"