Variety Film and Television: Starting from the Legend of Zhen Huan

Chapter 108 The Legend of Zhen Huan An Lingrong 108

"My lord, are you okay?" Liu Zhu hurried over and saw Zhen Huan's miserable look and asked with concern.

"How do you serve your mistress? How can you dance in the winter when you haven't recovered from the miscarriage?" The queen looked at Liu Zhu, "Go to the Shenxing Department to receive your punishment."

"It has nothing to do with Liu Zhu. It's all my fault. I didn't stand firm and disturbed the emperor's interest in admiring the plum blossoms." Zhen Huan was still trembling as she spoke. The big cloak on her body did not bring any warmth at all, but made it worse. It's getting colder.

Zhen Huan's hand touched the snow without leaving any trace. It was fine when she was dancing. Why is the ground here so slippery? Does this feel like lard? If she can't control herself and slide down, someone is trying to harm her!

But the only people who knew about this were her and Concubine Duan. Zhen Huan's face was ashen. Apart from Concubine Duan, she really didn't know who else could harm her like this. Why did they give her advice and put oil on the ground to harm her?

It hurt, her legs were bruised, and she felt dense stones and warm liquid on her back. Was she bleeding from being pricked? Zhen Huan did not dare to raise her head to look into the emperor's eyes, nor to look at the mocking eyes of the concubines.

After Zhen Huan was carried away, the emperor lost all interest and said, "You all go back first, I will look at it alone."

In the corner, "When the emperor leaves, quietly wipe off the lard on the ground. As long as the stasis is there, it won't be discovered." Lingrong said close to Ziling's ear.

Zhen Huan actually didn't say anything about this matter, but let someone handle it. If the queen found out about it, she would make a fuss again.

After the concubines left, Lingrong ran over and handed the Tang Pozi in his hand to the emperor, "Your Majesty, it's cold, so take care of yourself." He turned around and wanted to leave.

The emperor took Lingrong's frozen red hand. His fingers were clean and delicate, with clear joints. He felt slightly cold. He suddenly thought of the light plum fragrance on Lingrong's body, "Let's go and take a look."

Broken Yuxuan.

The black charcoal burned in bursts, making people uncomfortable. "No matter how long the little master endures, the servants of the Ministry of Internal Affairs will look down on others and refuse to give the broken Yuxuan silver charcoal. However, the imperial doctor said that the little master has caught a cold and the room is too cold. When it got cold, the slave girl and Sister Liu Zhu moved the black charcoal into the house."

"I am following the rules of others, otherwise how could I still use black charcoal." Zhen Huan lay on the bed and slowly muttered a few words.

"The young master is talking about Empress Duan Fei. Yimei Garden is the place specifically pointed out by Empress Duan Fei. Sister Liu Zhu has also seen the place and said there is no problem, but she didn't expect the place to be so slippery." Shuisu gave Zhen Huan the medicine. Down.

"And the mistress also asked the slave to look at the place where he fell. There was no lard. Did the mistress feel wrong?"

"Whether it was Concubine Duan's trick or not, I don't have the intention to investigate. Fortunately, the emperor is not angry yet. The emperor still has me in his heart. I must take good care of myself."

No lard? No, the thing on her hands must be lard. Zhen Huan suddenly remembered that the dance dress that embarrassed her was also chosen by Concubine Duan herself. Even if she was frozen for so long, it also hurt her back. Could it be true? It's Concubine Duan, she's also here today.

Zhen Huan knew that no one could compare with her now, so instead of confronting Concubine Duan, she would rather take good care of herself and gain the emperor's favor.

Although there are scars on her face, they are invisible if she covers them. She still has great confidence in her face. Even if she makes a mistake, the emperor will definitely forgive her when he sees this face.

What's more, she also lowered her head. She was so stubborn that the emperor had no reason not to understand what she meant.

After more than ten days, Zhen Huan's illness was cured. The emperor came to see Zhen Huan on the second day after she recovered.

Zhen Huan still claimed to be ill and met the emperor only through a veil. However, after saying a few words, Zhen Huan began to shirk the situation.

The emperor only felt that Zhen Huan in front of the veil was very artificial. Since she had compromised a few days ago, and now he had come to Suiyuxuan, why did she drive him out.

Before the emperor came out for a while, Lingrong heard the noise coming from Suiyuxuan.

Play hard to get? Are you still planning to use this trick? But how much does the current emperor still take Zhen Huan into his heart? This "manipulative" emperor's heart and people were completely let go.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is coming to Chuxiu Palace." Aunt Fanglan reported.

This is because Zhen Huan didn't want to see the emperor, so she came to see her.

"Auntie, please close the door, put out the candles, and let everyone in the palace go out."

"Why are you bothering me?" Fang Lan has been with Ling Rong for more than a year. She knows Ling Rong's infatuation. Even though the emperor came from another palace, he is here anyway.

"Auntie, you don't understand." Lingrong then lowered his head in loneliness.

"Slave, go now." Forget it, the empress is her master now, so why not do it according to her temper.

In the dark night, the emperor felt his way onto Ling Rong's bed, "Why did Rong'er go to bed so early today? Why didn't you even light the candle?"

The emperor knew that Ling Rong was not sleeping, so he lit the candles. If he had known that Rong'er would be jealous, he would not go to see Zhen Huan, and even make her look disgusting.

The resentment against Zhen Huan in my heart has increased. It seems that my temper has not changed at all, so it is better not to see her.

"It's been freezing recently, so I'm naturally a little tired." The emperor's body was so hot that he turned around and hugged Lingrong, "Why is it still so cold? I'll warm you up."

"Even if your hands are cold, you also need to keep them warm." Lingrong handed her hand over, and her words were waxy.

He was really soft-hearted, but he was coaxed over with just two words, "Since you're sleepy, let's go to sleep first."

Lai King Heen.

"My concubine is preparing a dowry for Princess Chaogui today, so she is very disappointed. The princess is really pitiful. She is lonely and cold when she gets married, and no one visits her." Cao Guiren sighed.

A few days ago, Minghe coughed a few times to say hello. Lingrong was worried and did not go. He told the queen that he did not expect this to happen.

Cao Qinmo told the whole story one by one, "The Junggars were originally a border tribe of the Qing Dynasty. They were willing to marry a princess. They had given enough face to them, but they actually wanted to marry the princess by their direct relatives!"

"Moreover, Yingge Khan of Junger is already over sixty years old. The poor princess is still in her prime. She is old enough to be his grandfather, so how can she get married?" Lingrong's face didn't look good either. She looked at the woman in her arms. Minghe hugged him tighter.