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

"This medicine does have a subtle effect. Weichen can also prescribe other medicines, but the medicine is less effective and will take a year and a half to heal."

A year and a half? The emperor cherished her appearance very much. When she recovered, the day lilies were even cold. "Doctor Zhang said that subtle effects have a big impact?"

Zhang Mi thought for a moment, remembered the mission assigned to him by the Queen, and said calmly, "An extra bowl of tonic will be enough to make up for it."

Zhen Huan felt relieved after hearing this. Fortunately, God still favored her.

Lingrong had just woken up, and Xin Guiren had already told her about the matter.

As soon as the emperor walked in, he saw Ling Rong lying weakly in Fang Lan's arms. Fang Lan was still waiting for Ling Rong to drink water.

Zhen Huan was afraid that her brain was broken, and there was no point in speaking out about things without evidence.

Lingrong forced out a smile and said, "Concubine, congratulations to the Emperor."

"Zhen Chang is more than two months pregnant, almost three months old, but she has injuries on her face and wrists. Do you have anything to do today?" the emperor asked with concern.

"I am now a mother. When I saw the cat pounce on the belly of the noble Fu Cha, I was so flustered that I fainted without thinking. It is almost three months since Zhen Chang was here. After careful calculation, I am actually here. Before she gave birth to Hongjing." Zhen Huan was so worried that she didn't notice it.

The emperor silently thought about the time. No, the month is so big? How could you not notice it? Could it be that Zhen Huan really wanted to use the child in her belly to get rid of the rich and noble family's children, as Nian Bing said?

What is wrong with this time? Before giving birth to Hongjing, by the way, Wen Shichu hadn't been given the death penalty at that time. When he looked through the files, Imperial Physician Wen had been to Suiyuxuan many times in the first month, and even came to Suiyuxuan on the day he was given death.

Alarm bells rang in the emperor's heart, and he had a bold guess in his mind. Could this child be Wen Shichu's?

He was stunned thinking that the emperor was still very confident in him. Zhen Huan was not impatient to find Wen Shichu, but she should be vigilant if she had doubts.

Lingrong looked at the emperor's familiar expression, and it seemed that he was having random thoughts again.

"It's fine if nothing happens. I'm just nervous." The emperor held Ling Rong's hand and said slowly, sending the others out. The room was already small, so what should I do if it hindered Rong'er's recovery?

A person's eyes can't lie. Lingrong looked into the emperor's eyes. He didn't seem that happy. Seeing that there was no one in the room, Lingrong murmured in a low voice. Tears fell silently, like broken pearls, "Silang , my concubine has not recommended Zhen to always be here."

"I believe you and have never doubted you." The emperor looked at the pale woman in front of him. How could he not believe it? She was framed, so she only dared to explain to him in person when no one was around. There was a clear innocence in her eyes. She was lucky that others didn't push her.

What's more, Rong'er has little strength, how can he push Zhen Chang Zai.

As soon as the emperor's words were spoken, Lingrong's eyes were covered with mist, which aroused the emperor's protective desire, "Okay, okay, don't cry, I'm right by your side."

"Silang, please go and see the noble Fucha for me. The noble Fucha must be in great pain. Although the imperial doctors are watching, but if Shiro goes, the noble Fucha will feel more at ease."

How could he not like such a mausoleum? Afraid that he would be disgusted, Ruan Nuo Nuo explained to him, her eyes full of nostalgia, unwilling to let him go.

But as a mother, she also took the initiative to bring it up for the sake of the noble Fucha and the child in her belly.

"I'm just going to take a look. You can rest in peace and recover." The emperor covered him with the quilt and walked out in three steps.

Inside Yikun Palace.

"Mr. Cao, you have done an excellent job in this matter. Zhen Chang was not promoted even though she was pregnant. The look on her face makes you feel relieved. I don't even know what to reward you." Concubine Nian was in a mess. With a trembling smile, she was really satisfied this time.

"My sister's titles since entering the palace are all surnames. Now the more I look at them, the more I like them. From my point of view, changing the titles will be even more joyful. I will propose it to the emperor in the future."

The child of noble Fucha has been finalized. Zhen Huan still has two long scars on her face. It will take a lot of time to heal. What's more, she has been blamed for it. How can the Fucha family let it go? Zhen Huan?

The emperor missed his old friendship and had just promoted her to the position. When the emperor is happy one day, maybe her title will come back. Cao Guiren's recent work has made her more and more satisfied.

After Cao Guiren surrendered to Lingrong, the emperor often thought of Wen Yi and rewarded her with a lot of things. These are real things that can be seen. She has been planning for Concubine Nian for so long, and her position has been suppressed again and again. She is the emperor's honor and favor. Never wanted to tell the difference.

"It is a concubine's honor to provide advice to the empress. How dare I ask for a reward? As for a title, I dare not even think about it." Cao Guiren said with a smile.

She has now switched sides and does not want to have any relationship with Concubine Nian. She not only wants to show off to the concubine, but also pretends to be suppressed by Concubine Nian to the emperor.

Inside Broken Jade Pavilion.

The emperor had just learned that the child of noble Fu Cha was gone, so he went to Sui Yuxuan to visit the pregnant Zhen Huan.

Zhen Huan was still sleeping on her side, which just covered the injured side of her face. The remaining half of her face was intact. It was so similar. The emperor looked at Zhen Huan's face greedily.

It was as if Wanwan was by his side and had a child with him.

In my heart, I also sighed at the rich and noble man's child. Although the rich and noble man was so pampered, there was nothing wrong with the child.

Zhen Huan could feel the emperor's presence beside her, remembering his indifferent expression during the day, caressing the child in her belly, and after a long time she pretended to have just woken up.

The emperor sitting aside looked sad. The moment he saw her face, he suddenly realized that he was not Wanwan after all.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, why are you here?" Zhen Huan pretended to be surprised.

"Noble Fucha's child is gone, and I have lost another child. I want to come and see you."

"Your Majesty, don't be too sad. If you're tired, come here to rest." Zhen Huan didn't want to mention Noble Fucha's child. The more she mentioned it, the easier it would be for the emperor to think that she accidentally pushed Noble Fucha.

"It's good for you to raise this child. You must give birth to the child. I have discussed it with the queen. After the child is born, I will promote you to the throne." The emperor stared at her solemnly.

Why didn't the emperor give her a promotion even though she was pregnant?

Concubine Nian returned to the throne in just two months. Chang Zai's status was already low enough, and she had had enough.

Could it be that in the emperor's heart, the child in her belly was inferior to the concubine Nian's ability to please the emperor? The emperor really didn't save any face for her.

After she gave birth to a child, she was just a noble person. Zhen Huan was afraid when she thought about whether the child would be raised in her elder brother's house like Princess Shuhe.

Zhen Huan was really discouraged. She really couldn't figure out why the emperor was still so unkind to her even though she was not as favored as Concubine Nian and Concubine Rou.