After transforming into An Lingrong, he became the King of Juan and was crowned the Sixth Palace.

Huanbi knelt there for several hours, which was like being tortured on her knees.

In order to ask Zhen Huan and An Lingrong to help her, Huanbi had to tell the story about her rushing to the queen and wearing inappropriate clothes.

Liu Zhu looked at An Lingrong and Jin Xi standing beside her little master, knowing that the matter could no longer be hidden, so she told them everything that had just happened.

Hearing this, Zhen Huan was angry, hateful and distressed. Her heart was filled with complicated emotions, but she didn't want to show it in front of An Lingrong.

He had no choice but to put aside her hand and said angrily: "Now that you know how to beg me, who else can come to save you now! Just kneel down!"

Not far away, there was a faint sound of wind swirling close to the ground, and a strange smell of dust flew in the wind.

Thick rain clouds gathered and covered the sky with darkness. Every gust of wind blew up large green leaves and residual flowers that fell from nowhere.

Falling under the red walls and green tiles, there is a faint gloomy smell.

The raindrops fell suddenly, creating a choking smell of dust.

Zhen Huan, who had just finished speaking, couldn't bear it when she saw this scene. She had to lower her voice and said to Huichun: "Huanbi is just kneeling here. It's just about to rain. I'll leave these two umbrellas for you and Huanbi." Biba, lest you get soaked."

Huichun, who was left to watch the people, was also very angry. When she heard that Zhen Huan had no intention of giving any reward, she said with a smile: "I don't dare to take it seriously. My slave has rough skin and thick flesh, so she is not afraid of raindrops, but Huan Bi Well, since you are being punished, you don’t have to take care of me like this.

"Are you afraid that one day her troublesome mouth will drag her to be beheaded? Are you still afraid that the knife will cut her off too quickly? Well, please come back too. There is no need to pile it up with the slaves."

As she said that, she glanced at An Lingrong, who was silent, and stood aside without speaking.

Zhen Huan is just a favored nobleman, not as good as Concubine An who has Si Age by her side.

Therefore, as long as An Lingrong didn't ask her to help, she didn't have to be afraid of the little nobleman.

After all, the person who instigated her was the master of the harem, the emperor's wife!

There was lightning and thunder in the dark sky, and the vigorous thunder rolled past almost close to the scalp. The wind with water vapor came in bursts, blowing the corners of An Lingrong and Zhen Huan's skirts like wings.

Zhen Huan really had no choice but to shake her head and leave.

An Lingrong looked back at Huanbi who was kneeling on the ground, smiled, and left with her good sister.

It didn't take long.

The cold wind carried the rain and pattered against the windows outside the house, sweeping away the smell of soil and vegetation being beaten by the rain and spreading unbridled into the palace.

The sudden gust of wind made the windows snap and almost blew out the four cloisonné enamel table lamps covered with white gauze cages.

Baojuan and Baoping, who had taken their mother-in-law out to do errands, came back.

Baojuan was the first to speak: "My Lady, your guess is indeed correct. Wan Gui really sent Xiao Yunzi to secretly deliver something to Miss Huanbi, but the slave reminded Huichun first and beat him back."

An Lingrong was being massaged on the head by Jin Xi without opening her eyes.

"Did you give Eharu hush money?"

Baojuan smiled and said, "I gave it."

"Since she dares to accept it, she won't tell Jianqiu about it again."

Seeing An Lingrong nodded and seemed very satisfied, Baoping next to her immediately answered: "I followed your instructions and quietly visited Miss Huanbi. I took advantage of Huichun to stop Xiao Yunzi and find a place to hide. When I paid the bill, I had already stuffed the body-warming soup, hot pastries, and a small soup woman into her arms."

"It's just your Majesty, this servant is stupid. I don't know what your Majesty's intention is to help Miss Huanbi and win over the noble man like this..."

It can't be that my wife has taken a liking to the stupid and arrogant Huanbi and is planning to drag him over to be a one-time scapegoat for Yongshou Palace, right?

That would be too high a view of Huanbi...

An Lingrong smiled and said: "Huanbi's ambition is greater than you think. Since our sister Wan can't compete with the rich and noble people, and she is pregnant, the sister will naturally help her. Help her." Huanbi."

Hearing this, the three smart palace ladies understood and immediately understood the purpose of An Lingrong's move.

At the same time, inside Broken Jade Pavilion.

Xiao Yunzi wiped the rain off her face and told Zhen Huan with a dejected expression that not only had the umbrella not been delivered, but she could not even hand the warm white bun in her arms to Huanbi.

As if Eichun knew where he would come out, she held an umbrella and stood there waiting for him.

Hearing this, Zhen Huan's pen trembled and she wrote a word crookedly.

She had no choice but to crumble and throw it on the ground, saying, "You deserve it! I asked her to pay attention to her mouth several times, but she just refused to listen. She relied on force and was unforgiving with her mouth."

The more Zhen Huan talks, the more she hates it, "If you want to be the best at everything, you have to have the best skills. If you are like this, you deserve to have a long memory!"

Liu Zhu didn't dare to say anything anymore, so he had to carefully add water and grind the ink.

Zhen Huan was worried, but after a while, she became worried again and listened to the sound of rain.

It was like thousands of whips whipping the earth hard, whipping up countless snow-white water splashes.

She listened carefully and sighed: "They say thunderstorms are easy to stop, but why is this rain getting heavier and heavier?"

Liu Zhu knew that she was still worried about Huanbi, so she said, "God loves to tease people. Even though it's hot when I get up early, it's cold when it rains. Huanbi is kneeling in the heavy rain. I don't know what's going on when I get back?"

The rain beat against the eaves and tiles, making the iron horses on the eaves jingle in shock, making Zhen Huan even more irritable. She suppressed her worries and said, "How many hours have Huanbi been kneeling?"

Xiao Yunzi said hurriedly: "It's almost four hours."

Zhen Huan nodded and sighed: "Go to the Taiyuan Hospital and ask Dr. Wen to come over. Just tell him that I don't feel very relaxed and ask him to prepare some dispersing medicine to dispel wind and cold."

Xiao Yunzi agreed and went out quickly, and An Lingrong ordered Liu Zhu: "Go and boil more hot water. Huanbi will come back and give her a hot bath to take away the cold, and then put two thick quilts in her room." Cover her with it, and prepare ginger soup."

Liu Zhu agreed repeatedly, and then said with a smile: "My master still feels sorry for Huan Bi."

Zhen Huan shook her head: "She has been with me all these years, so naturally I feel sorry for her, but she is too disappointed."

Zhen Huan stood in the corridor, watching Xiao Yunzi holding an umbrella and going out. The wet and heavy water vapor around her was chilling through her clothes, as if it was soaking her body.

The sky was as dark as late at night, and dozens of palace lanterns in the corridor and courtyard were swaying in the rain, like will-o'-the-wisps that flickered far and near, erratic.

Zhen Huan stood with her clothes on, watching the edges and corners of the palace gradually turn into dark but blurry thin silhouettes under the wash of rain, and she felt endless worry and confusion in her heart.

She was deep in thought when she saw a soaked man suddenly burst into the palace door and knelt down in the rain exhausted.

Zhen Huan was startled, and immediately recognized that the figure that looked like it was fished out of the water was Huanbi.

Zhen Huan quickly asked several maids to help her into her room. Liu Zhu had just heated up the hot water and came in. She quickly poured the water into the cypress tub. She and Zhen Huan took off her soaked clothes and moved her whole body into the tub to soak.

But for some reason, she took out a dark warm woman filled with cold water from Huanbi's arms.

Seeing that Mrs. Nuan's appearance looked like something used by a palace maid, Liu Zhu didn't take it to heart, thinking that it was because Huanbi was afraid of the cold when she went out, so she took things with her that she didn't take out in advance.

Not long after, Huanbi felt the hot water around her and woke up with a groan.

As soon as he saw Zhen Huan beside him, tears immediately fell down and he called: "Miss."

Zhen Huan ordered Liu Zhu to add ginger slices, calamus and rice wine to promote blood circulation and dispel cold. She reached into the water and rubbed her arms. Fang said, "Didn't it take five hours? Why are you back so soon?"

Huanbi's face couldn't tell whether it was water or tears, she just cried and said: "The emperor went to have dinner with Concubine An. He heard Concubine An say that he felt pitiful for the slave kneeling there, so he mentioned to the emperor, The emperor was merciful and let this slave come back."

Zhen Huan sighed in her heart that An Lingrong was still kind to Huanbi, just like her, she had a sharp mouth but a stupid heart.

So, she said calmly: "Stop crying now, warm yourself up quickly, and I'll put some medicine on your legs. Your legs must be very painful after kneeling for so long."

With that said, she got up and returned to the hall, silently lighting the wick, listening to the rain and wind blowing outside, her face looking sad.

Just as she was thinking about how to get rid of Huanbi's bad habits, Xiao Yunzi had already brought Dr. Wen over.

Huanbi also changed into clean clothes and was helped over by Liu Zhu, tremblingly.

Zhen Huan's eyes were full of heartache and she said anxiously: "Excuse me, Doctor Wen, please take a look at Huanbi's knees for me."

Doctor Wen agreed, took Huanbi's pulse, and quickly said: "The girl was caught in the heavy rain and caught the wind and cold. Fortunately, her body showed no signs of fever, but she still needs to be nursed back to health carefully. Weichen will prescribe a good prescription for her." Now that the medicine has arrived, please ask the people in the palace to prepare the medicine for the girl and take it."

Hearing that there was no sign of fever, Huanbi immediately thought of Baoping's kindness to her, and that An Lingrong had previously reminded her that the way she dressed might cause trouble.

In this way, looking at the fake compassionate eldest sister, Huanbi, who has always insisted that she is also a member of the Zhen family, suddenly a fire of jealousy ignited in her heart.

Why, just because her mother is...

"What about the injury on your knee?"

Dr. Wen said respectfully: "It's just a traumatic injury. Just give it some medicine and it'll be fine."

As he spoke, he took out two bottles of medicinal powder from the medicine box and said bluntly: "Take it internally and externally to get better faster."

Zhen Huan thanked her, then asked Xiao Yunzi to send Dr. Wen out, took the medicine he left, and said in a calm tone: "Roll up your trouser legs."

Huanbi rolled up her trouser legs, revealing her knees, which were blue and purple. The most serious parts were torn through the flesh, revealing bright red bloodshot eyes.

Zhen Huan breathed a sigh of relief and applied the powder on her.

Huanbi couldn't stop sobbing and shouted: "Miss, this slave is so wronged!"

Zhen Huan slowly sprinkled the powder on the wound and said calmly: "Why are you aggrieved?"

Huanbi cried: "The queen tortures the slave like this just to damage the face of the young master. It doesn't matter that the slave is wronged, but miss..."

Zhen Huan placed the medicine bottle heavily on the table: "Of course it doesn't matter if you are wronged, because the wrongs you suffer are all caused by yourself, and you deserve it!"

Huanbi was stunned for a moment, as if she couldn't believe it, and cried loudly: "Why do you think I am a slave? In the past, Jianqiu was verbally offensive, and I contradicted my mistress several times. It was neither yin nor yang. I just want to seek justice for the young lady." That’s all, who knew the Queen was actually praying over there?!”

There was a ball of wildfire in her heart, and Zhen Huan scolded with a stern face: "Avenge me, or should you dig a hole for me and jump into it? I have warned you time and time again that the palace is no better than the outside. How can you be so arrogant and willful and talk nonsense like this? This is the harem, if you say the wrong thing you will be beaten to death, how many tongues do you have to fill your own life!"

Huanbi started to cry in frustration. Seeing that she was embarrassed, Xiao Yunzi brought a bowl of ginger soup to Huanbi and said, "Young lady is not feeling well, drink the ginger soup to relax."

Huanbi took Xiao Yunzi's hand and was about to drink, but Zhen Huan became even more unhappy.

"Let her drink it herself!"

Huanbi flattened her mouth and did not dare to cry anymore, so she had to take it and drink it herself.

Zhen Huan said sternly: "Drink the medicine and go to sleep later. This is the last time. If you continue to talk nonsense and act recklessly in everything, I can't protect you."

Huanbi lowered her eyes and went out sobbing silently.

Sure enough, only Concubine An could protect her, ignore the Queen and Huichun, and bring her warmth.

Zhen Huan, who didn't know Huanbi's psychological activities, was very upset. She grabbed a tortoiseshell purple hair pen and started copying Buddhist scriptures.

Little Yunzi said cautiously: "My master must be hungry too, why don't we pass on dinner!"

Zhen Huan didn't even raise her head: "I'm full of anger, no need."

This whole life is a night of sulking.

Zhen Huan stayed late copying Buddhist scriptures, and listened to the cool rain all night, mixed with the sound of rain hitting plantains, which made her feel particularly melancholy, and she did not sleep well that night.

As soon as she got up, she asked, "How was Huanbi last night? Did you have a severe fever?"

Liu Zhu thought for a while and said: "After taking the medicine prescribed by Dr. Wen, there is no movement. I just can't stop crying."

Zhen Huan concentrated for a moment and sighed sadly: "Liu Zhu, do you think I have spoiled Huanbi these years?"

Liu Zhu considered the words and said slowly: "Sister Huanbi is the young master's dowry maid, and it is right for the young master to love her."

Zhen Huan twisted the white chrysanthemum on her fingertips and rubbed it slowly, and the fragrant juice stained her thin white fingers.

She pondered: "Huanbi has reached the age of marriage, I was thinking..."

Liu Zhu smiled sweetly: "Sister Huanbi is so lucky."

Zhen Huan sighed and said decisively: "It's not that I don't want to keep her, it's just that Huanbi's temperament cannot be tolerated in the palace. Why not take advantage of her youth and send her out of the palace to send her lover away."

She thought about it and felt that this was a feasible method.

"Huanbi has followed someone who came out of the house. He must be careful about the marriage and must not do anything wrong. When my mother-in-law enters the palace someday, I have to ask her to go out and find a good family for Huanbi."

Liu Zhu was a little surprised: "Didn't the young master want to point out a guard for Huanbi to serve as an imperial guard?"