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

The queen looked at the emperor and said cautiously: "Concubine Wan is always cautious, so she won't do this intentionally. Is there some reason?"

She said to Zhen Huan, "Speak for yourself."

Zhen Huan calmly shook her head and said: "When I came to the Queen's Palace, I found that the dress was damaged, so I had no choice but to temporarily borrow it. I don't know the origin of the dress."

A sad smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and the breath in his chest was hard to calm down.

"If not..."

Zhen Huan stared at the emperor, but she couldn't go on. She only said to the queen: "It was my fault, and I am willing to accept the punishment."

In Zhen Huan's heart, why would she want to be someone else in his eyes?

That's it, that's it.

The emperor looked at Zhen Huan with a complicated and distant expression.

Zhen Huan turned her head away and held back the tears in her eyes.

Such cold silence.

For a moment, the queen hesitated and said: "Wan Bi..."

The emperor said expressionlessly: "Concubine? Although I have gone through the canonization ceremony, I haven't listened to your instructions, so it can't be considered as a ceremony."

Zhen Huan's heart was already cold, but she was also shocked.

He couldn't help but smile bitterly, that's all, Zhen Huan was not considered a concubine in his heart, and the person he cared about was not Zhen Huan!

He looked at Zhen Huan, as if he was condescending from afar, and said: "The broken jade pavilion has been renovated with Concubine An's glory. You can just go and think about it."

Zhen Huan fell out of favor overnight.

Everything was completely overturned.

Zhen Huan's tears flowed freely the night she returned to the palace.

On a night when the spring chill was still chilly, the bedding was stained with dampness and coldness by Zhen Huan's tears.

The moonlight silently filtered through the window panes, revealing a pool of pale stagnant water.

Zhen Huan was awake like this, staring from the endless darkness to the faint whiteness in the east, without feeling tired.

My heart, from severe pain and heat, turned into a puddle of cold, dead ashes as the silver charcoal burned out in the charcoal basin all night long.

Such profound shame and grief shattered an already incomplete heart into strands.

Zhen Huan realized that everything was just a trap, starting with the damaged dress.

And in awakening, there is a deeper sadness.

All the affection and honor of the emperor are just because she is a similar shadow!

Wan Wan!

The Zhen Huan in his heart is just a substitute for Queen Chunyuan.

My eyes were dry and stinging after so long of opening them and crying.

After a long period of silence, someone finally pushed open the door and entered. It was Jin Xi beside An Lingrong.

She whispered: "Little Master Wan."

Zhen Huan just sat in shock.

Everyone in Broken Jade Pavilion was imprisoned along with Zhen Huan. The palaces were all frightened and did not dare to disturb Zhen Huan.

Jin Xi bowed and said slowly: "Little Master Wan, please take care of yourself and don't get sad and ruin your health."

Zhen Huan had no tears left. The palace was dark, and her expression looked anxious in the backlight.

Zhen Huan raised her head and looked at Jin Xi long and playfully for the first time, feeling a hoarse pain in her throat.

Zhen Huan suddenly sneered and said: "Jinxi, you are from Concubine An's palace and you are also an old man in the harem. Although we had never met at the time, I also know that I was the one who chose you from the beginning, right? ?”

"Now, can you tell me the reason for choosing me in front of me?"

Jin Xi bit her lip and stood calmly next to Zhen Huan, just silent.

The corners of Zhen Huan's lips slowly opened. In such a sad and resentful mood, the smile must be terrifying.

"Is it because I look like Queen Chunyuan who went there?"

Jin Xi nodded slowly, then shook his head, and said: "My young master is not very similar to Queen Chunyuan."

Zhen Huan chuckled questioningly, not believing it at all, and said, "Really?"

"I didn't understand until now."

Jin Xi said softly: "A three-point similarity and a five-point temperament are enough to make the emperor fall in love."

Zhen Huan smiled sadly and laughed at herself: "Three points of appearance? Five points of temperament?"

Jin Xi stood respectfully and said sincerely: "I am not lucky enough to be able to serve the late empress. It is just by chance that I have received the late empress' mercy once."

Jin Xi looked at Zhen Huan calmly, her eyes as clear as water.

"Only when the young master puts on the clothes of the late empress can he have a more realistic portrait. The former empress was too pure-hearted, and although the empress is soft-hearted, she is also decisive."

Zhen Huan looked at her, unable to suppress the curiosity and unwillingness in her heart.

"Queen Chunyuan, what kind of person is that?"

Jin Xi smiled slightly, but her eye circles were red.

"Queen Chunyuan should not live in this world. There is no kinder or better person than her in the world."

Seeing Zhen Huan's surprise, she simply said: "The late empress is like a banished immortal, and the world's dust will only taint her."

Zhen Huan was astonished beyond words. When she was a child, she heard people talk about Queen Chunyuan. She only knew that she was beautiful, gentle, and womanly. She was good at performing the stunning dance and was loved by the emperor. Everyone in the palace was convinced.

In the palace, Zhen Huan only knew a little about her.

Such talent is beyond Zhen Huan's reach.

Zhen Huan softened her temper and said, "She must be very, very good."

Jin Xi remembered An Lingrong's instructions and said softly: "If the noble lady is like a thorny rose, Queen Chunyuan is like a lily in the water. It's a pity that the palace is dusty and muddy, and the lilies cannot bloom well."

Jin Xi spoke frankly and straightforwardly, and Zhen Huan was quite touched.

Zhen Huan looked at her sideways and said sadly: "A rose with thorns? Even if it has thorns, how can it stand up to so many open and hidden arrows? There is no one who can argue in the trap. Now I have fallen out of favor. This time is no better than before, I am afraid it will be difficult to stand up."

"I hope you will tell Sister Lingrong to take care of Sister Mei after you go back, so that Sister Mei will not be killed."

Jin Xi said: "I will definitely bring you the message."

Zhen Huan did not continue, but just sneered: "The queen has put a lot of effort into it!"

Jinxi raised her eyelashes, pondered for a moment, and said, "How can you meet me, noble man?"

"If she didn't mean it, who could have touched Queen Chunyuan's old things, and how could it be such a coincidence?"

Her heart trembled, Zhen Huan was not unaware of the Queen's methods, and she cooperated with her tacitly and appropriately.

She is not blindly virtuous!

Zhen Huan sneered and felt a little palpitated. She had never thought that when a mantis stalks a cicada, the oriole follows behind.

The cunning rabbit is dead, and the lackey is cooked!

Isn't that so?

Jinxi lowered her head, secretly sighing in her heart for her empress's skill in successfully putting the fuse on the empress.

Thinking of this, Jin Xi bit her lip slightly.

"The noble man has no disobedience to the queen. It's just that the noble man has been promoted step by step and gained the favor of the saint. The queen must be afraid of it." Zhen Huan stood up, looked around blankly, and said: "I have lost the king's heart and the queen's wishes. I have committed a crime. The matter also involves the former empress, and is an injury to the emperor and empress dowager."

Jin Xi frowned. She didn't want to see Zhen Huan unable to stand up, so she said, "Today's incident cannot be changed at the moment. You can only wait for the opportunity."

"opportunity?"

Zhen Huan looked around at the exquisite broken jade pavilion after repair. At this moment, what is the difference between it and a real cold palace?

That's all, that's all!

The days passed in silence, and all the generous treatment that Shai Yuxuan once had was cancelled.

People outside didn't know what to make of Zhen Huan's joke. She was demoted on the day of her canonization. Zhen Huan was probably the first one.

The emperor only asked the Ministry of Internal Affairs to give Zhen Huan the treatment of a noble lady.

The people in the Ministry of Internal Affairs were naturally very harsh in every possible way. The food they sent was rough and most of it was rotten and cold.

Naturally, some of the rough-and-tumble eunuchs and maids in Suiyuxuan complained endlessly.

Fortunately, Huanbi and Xiaoyunzi were able to hold back, and everyone tried their best to endure.

Even though Zhen Huan was sad in her heart, she was unwilling to shed tears again.

However, he kept himself in every possible way, and the pain and resentment were oppressed in his heart, choked like a boulder, and gradually moved away from the tea and rice.

At the same time, An Lingrong from Yongshou Palace smelled the fine incense, touched her belly, and whispered to Baojuan and Baoping.

Zhen Huan's confinement was just an appetizer, but An Lingrong wanted to take away all the people around her.

Flowing Zhu...

Thinking of Liu Zhu's tragic death, An Lingrong closed her eyes and sighed in a low voice.

They are all miserable people!

After several days in a row, without Sister Mei and Sui Yuxuan being protected by An Lingrong, life finally became unbearable.

Zhen Huan couldn't bear it any longer, and the three of them couldn't help crying while holding their heads.

Zhen Huan said with tears in her eyes: "In the past, when you were slaves and maids in the house, you have never suffered such suffering, but now you have to suffer such a sin with me."

Huanbi warmed Zhen Huan's feet with her legs and said sadly: "Miss, have you ever worked so hard? Your Majesty is too..."

Liu Zhu wiped away her tears and said angrily: "I beg you in every possible way. I just hope that the Ministry of Internal Affairs can be accommodating and send you some plaster to treat frostbite, or some black charcoal!"

Who would have thought that they would pay no attention to her, let alone let her slaves go out, and would only ridicule her in every possible way outside the door.

How did they try to please us back then? "

Huanbi sighed, glared at Liuzhu and said, "Just calm down, aren't you worried enough?"

Liu Zhuhen said: "One day, Zhen Huan will want them to know how powerful her Aunt Liu Zhu is!"

As he spoke, he put Zhen Huan's hand in her arms.

Her hands were also cold, and only a little warmth in her arms warmed Zhen Huan.

Zhen Huan hugged them tightly, feeling even sadder in her heart, and said: "I originally wanted to find a good way out for you, but I'm afraid I can't. I'm afraid that I can't protect myself, but I'm dragging you down."

Zhen Huan felt even more guilty towards Huanbi, "Huanbi, I've caused you more trouble."

Huanbi shook her head gently and just cried silently.

Liu Zhu said with emotion: "Is this slave just following the young lady to enjoy her happiness?

The slave has been with the young lady since she was a child. Not only has she enjoyed the happiness with her, but she is not afraid to share the burden with her.

The slave's whole life belongs to the lady. "

Zhen Huanxunran: "How could I ever regard you as slaves?"

Huanbi's eyes flashed with tears, "Liu Zhu is right.

Miss treats us like slaves, are we still afraid of going through it together? There will be nothing that cannot be overcome. "

The moonlight was dim and faint, like a gray shadow, and the palace became increasingly cold in the middle of the night.

Zhen Huan felt miserable in her heart, and was afraid that turning sideways would wake up Liu Zhu and Huan Bi beside her, so she stayed frozen.

The moonlight fell heavily on the tent, and today was the end of the moon again. The waning moon is as thin as a hook, and it seems to be cutting into the heart.

The moon waxes and wanes, and everything changes day by day.

But when it comes to the fickleness of the human heart, how can the waxing and waning of the moon compare even half a cent?

Zhen Huan sighed secretly in melancholy.

Xu had been eating and drinking erratically for days, and his whole body had lost strength and was mentally exhausted. Perhaps because of this unbearable effort, the delivery date, which has always been inaccurate, is three to five days later than last month.

My body and mind were indescribably sore and sad.

Liu Zhu was so anxious that he tried several times to clear the guards for Zhen Huan and invite the imperial doctor.

However, the guards guarding Broken Yuxuan were extremely brutal and had bad attitudes, and they didn't pay any attention to them.

He was so anxious that he just said: "The emperor has a decree that no one in this palace is allowed to go out. We can't control anything else."

So I watched Zhen Huan become haggard and weak day after day.

Finally, when I got up to change clothes that morning, I was exhausted, my feet felt weak, and I fell unconscious.

When he woke up, Wen Shichu was nearby, and the charcoal fire was lit again in the hall, which was warm and bright.

The warm herbs rolled on the small silver spoon, making it slightly smoky.

The bedding on his body was changed to soft and dry ones, and a copper Tangbaozi was stuffed next to his feet to keep warm.

I raised my hand and was surprised to see it covered with a thick layer of soft cloth.

Huanbi smiled and said to the side: "Miss, don't move. I just applied mink oil to treat frostbite. I'm afraid my clothes will be dirty."

She took a bowl of bird's nest and blew it gently, then scooped it up with a silver spoon and brought it to Zhen Huan's lips.

Zhen Huan was dizzy, her body was limp and weak, and she could only stare at all the doubts around her.

How could he be treated with such courtesy in captivity, and Yu Pozi's feet were being heated, which was clearly not an illusion.

Zhen Huan looked at Wen Shichu. When she saw her old friend, her eyes couldn't help but heat up, and she said, "Master Wen."

He responded, with a thin layer of warmth and pity in his eyes. He tried his best to suppress it and saluted, "Congratulations, little master!"

Zhen Huan's consciousness was a little blurry. She touched her abdomen unconsciously and looked at him in confusion and surprise: "Really?"

Huanbi shed tears and gently turned her head to wipe them away. Together with the palace maids and eunuchs, they all knelt down to congratulate her: "Congratulations, little master."

She said: "The imperial doctor said that the young lady is already one month pregnant."

Zhen Huan felt panicked for a moment, but she was also happy, and even more sad in her joy.

She had longed deeply for a child but couldn't, and now she had another child at this time. She didn't know whether she was relying on him or hurting him.

Zhen Huan caressed her lower abdomen and almost shed tears.

After everyone retreated, only Wen Shichu and Huanbi were left.

Huanbi was tending the medicine stove, and Wen Shichu checked Zhen Huan's pulse and said, "My master's mood fluctuates too much, and the fetal energy is unstable. Don't get angry or sad anymore."

Zhen Huan turned her head away, enduring the soreness in her nose, and said, "What do you think, sir?"

He let out a long sigh: "This is the only chance the young master has to turn around."

He comforted and said: "The emperor has decreed that the ministers will take care of the pregnancy of the young master. Although the courtesy that the concubines deserve is not restored, they are still allowed to treat the concubines with the courtesy.

Concubine An and Concubine Hui also ordered people to take special care of the young master's diet and daily life, so the young master should try to relax. "

Zhen Huan smiled sadly and said, "Really? Do you think this is an opportunity for you to turn around?

If this is the case, after all that your Excellency has said just now, how come there is no mention of the order to lift the confinement, nor is there a single word of comfort from the Emperor.

What's more, this so-called concubine courtesy is also for my children, not because of me. "

He was silent and sympathetic.