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

A rippling emerald lake surrounds the area. The water is so clear that you can see the bottom. A gentle breeze blows through it, creating ripples that resemble soft silk fluttering in the breeze. Willows sway by the lake, their slender branches gently brushing the water, as if whispering to the water.

Walking along the bluestone path, you'll see a patchwork of pavilions and towers. The towers, with their soaring eaves and angled corners, are exquisite and elegant, while the vermilion pillars and intricately carved doors and windows showcase the craftsmanship of the artisans.

Climbing the pavilion, one can gaze out over the rolling hills in the distance, creating a striking contrast against the blue sky and white clouds. The mountains, shaded by verdant trees, resemble a meticulously crafted green canvas by nature. Nearby, a hundred flowers vie for attention by the lake, each blooming with its own unique charm, enchanting the senses.

The waterscape of the Old Summer Palace is as vast as the shimmering Imperial Lake and as subtle as the winding stream, the gurgling stream emitting a clear and melodious sound. A small and exquisite stone bridge spans the stream, and the bridge is dotted with various rockery shapes, some resembling lions, some resembling fairies, all vivid and lifelike.

The blend of ancient and modern architecture and natural landscapes creates a seamless fusion of ancient and mysterious charm. The sunlight bathes the landscape, gilding everything in a golden glow that creates a dreamlike atmosphere, as if time has stood still.

Jiang Ruyin found a place with thick shade and waited for the emperor.

The lake was as clear as a mirror, reflecting Jiang Ruyin's beautiful face. She gently swung her legs, and the swing swayed slowly. A gentle breeze blew past, ruffling her hair and bringing a refreshing coolness.

The emperor watched quietly from a distance, seeing her sometimes looking at the distant green hills, sometimes looking down at her own figure in the water, immersed in this charming scenery, as if the troubles of the world had nothing to do with her.

The emperor said leisurely, "I thought that since you invited me here once in a while, there would be some surprises."

Jiang Ruyin turned around and smiled, then rushed towards the emperor until the familiar scent of ambergris lingered at the tip of her nose. Jiang Ruyin said softly, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to you."

The emperor simply put his arm around Jiang Ruyin's waist and returned to the stone table.

Jiang Ruyin stood side by side with the emperor by the lake, looking at the scenery before them, and asked, "Your Majesty, what do you think of the scenery here?"

The emperor narrowed his eyes slightly, his mind racing in an instant, and he replied casually, "That's not bad."

Jiang Ruyin has always been a worry-free person for the emperor. But what made Jiang Ruyin hesitate to speak? Could it be that she saw that the Jiang family was exposed?

In the eyes of the emperor, Jiang Ruyin has always been outspoken in front of him, so this is the only thing the emperor can think of.

Jiang Ruyin's eyes suddenly dimmed, and she felt a little aggrieved. "Your Majesty, I specially ordered someone to fix this, just like when we first met."

When the emperor heard this, he was stunned at first, looked around in disbelief, seemed to have some vague memory, and then fell silent.

After a moment, he turned to look at Jiang Ruyin, his eyes full of tenderness, and whispered comfortingly: "Yin'er, I see that you seem to be troubled."

Jiang Ruyin lowered her eyes and opened her red lips slightly: "Your Majesty, I thought that if I waited, Your Majesty would come, but I didn't expect that I would have to wait so long every time."

The emperor's mind moved slightly, and he breathed a sigh of relief. Suddenly realizing what was going on, he jokingly said, "So Yin'er is suffering from lovesickness."

He let out another long, feigned sigh before continuing, "The fighting in the northwest had been quiet for a long time, but two days ago, the bandits suddenly attacked, and the drums of war began to roar again. I've been so busy with government affairs lately that I've been unable to spare any time. It wasn't my intention to neglect you."

After listening to the emperor's explanation, Jiang Ruyin felt a little relieved. She leaned lightly on the emperor's shoulder and said softly, "I know that your majesty cares about the world, and I was ignorant." The emperor patted her hand gently. The two of them looked at the lake and mountains in front of them, and the atmosphere gradually became warm.

That night, the emperor took the opportunity to rest at Rugu Hanjin.

After some tenderness,

The emperor stared at the lilac-colored tent that displayed his many sons and grandsons. Hongxuan was taking such good care of himself that the emperor almost forgot that Jiang Ruyin had had difficulty getting pregnant since the last time.

This time Jiang Ruyin lost her composure, and the emperor, feeling suspicious, began to test her, "I think this tent is quite nice. Fang Qing looks at it every day. Have you ever thought about giving me another princess?"

Jiang Ruyin's body trembled. She hadn't slept well in recent days, and the scene in her dream suddenly filled her mind again.

Sensing Jiang Ruyin's trembling, the emperor's heart darkened. "What's wrong with you? You're not feeling well, and Chen Xun, who came to see you every day, didn't even notice. You were healthy throughout your pregnancy, but suddenly you had a difficult birth. If it weren't for some villain's mischief, I would have killed Chen Xun."

The emperor's words pierced Jiang Ruyin's heart. The scene before the emperor's death was vivid in her mind, and Jiang Ruyin almost couldn't control herself.

After a while, Jiang Ruyin's muffled voice came, "I look at this tent every day, feeling both excited and afraid..."

Jiang Ruyin had no idea whether the emperor believed it or not, but the emperor went to Concubine Hua's palace the next day.

Shu Dong privately comforted Jiang Ruyin, "Your Majesty, you're always busy for the family. I see this and feel sorry for you. Sometimes, when you don't know what to do, it's better to wait a little longer. There's some truth to the saying that things will work out in time. Your Majesty is smart and can adapt to any situation without changing. That's why you won't make any mistakes."

Jiang Ruyin glanced at her lightly, "Aunt, do you think I'm too eager for quick success?"

Shu Dong lowered his eyes and said nothing.

Jiang Ruyin chuckled softly, "Aunt, you've been in the palace for too long. I'm only twenty years old this year, in the prime of my youth. It's normal for me to be sentimental."

Shu Dong pondered for a moment and nodded seriously, "I see, Your Majesty is indeed thoughtful."

In fact, Jiang Ruyin is just as Shu Dong said, responding to all changes with constancy.

It was just that Jiang Ruyin suddenly felt blessed. Since entering the palace, she had not experienced any major events except childbirth. It was fine for her to pretend to be well-behaved on weekdays. If she continued to be so nonchalant in private, Jiang Ruyin herself would not be able to say that she was completely devoted to the emperor.

Concubine Hua sat in the palace, happily waiting for her brother Nian Gengyao to return triumphantly so that she could regain her power.

Her pretty face was full of anticipation, as if she had already seen herself calling the shots in the palace again.

However, nothing happened.

When Concubine Hua learned that it was Zhen Huan who had dissuaded her behind the scenes, her face turned ashen and her beautiful eyes burned with rage. She was furious and smashed the objects around her to pieces.

On the other hand, Zhen Huan already knew that Changchun Fairy House was as leaky as a sieve, and she didn't expect to hide it from Concubine Hua.