Ruyi's Royal Love in the Palace: Spring in the Palace

Yan Wan raised Jin Zhong's chin frivolously, "Eunuch, why are you so distant with me?"

Jinzhong still had a sullen face, but he clenched his teeth, trying to restrain himself from subconsciously pushing her away.

After all, going back to the past is too absurd. If the master who is about to be favored finds out something, it will naturally be uncomfortable.

Although this gorgeous face made his heart beat fast, the great fear of death still lingered in his heart.

He was abandoned like a pawn by his beloved and loyal master, and his throat was pierced with a hairpin.

It hurts.

My body and heart ached.

Jinzhong brushed Yanwan's hand away and tried his best to avoid looking at her, because in Wei Ying's eyes, they were still inseparable allies.

When Jinzhong really touched that delicate jade hand, the warm touch made his heart scream wildly, more and more.

How terrible! He hated her cruelty, but he had to admire her courage to cut off her own arm.

Even seeing her hypocritical smile and the little bit of charity that she didn't give to Ling Yunche but instead gave to him was enough to make him shamefully rekindle his love.

Jinzhong was annoyed with himself for not learning his lesson.

But if this is Yan Wan who knows nothing, does he still have a chance to make other choices and use more gentle means to make her fall in love with him?

Jinzhong suddenly fell into a state of repeated entanglement.

The inexplicable gravity sent people who died at different times back to the same beginning. Yan Wan believed that the moment she agreed was the starting point of their journey to climb up.

It was less than an hour in total. In this short period of time, his mysterious rebirth and the somewhat different Yan Wan had already made Jin Zhong's heart in turmoil.

There was hatred and resentment in his heart, as well as a trace of love that existed out of habit.

He depended on Master Ling, and Master Ling also depended on him, allowing him to drag her further.

This time has been long enough, long enough for both him and her to get used to it. Even though they know clearly in their hearts that it is just an exchange of interests, this false appearance is enough to deceive Jinzhong's heart.

If he put obstacles in Wei's way or used some tricks, no, he only needed to do nothing, then Wei would soon fall out of favor and disappear from the emperor's sight, and he would not be killed again.

However, even if he really got rid of Yan Wan, who could help him achieve his wish?

Ruyi and Hailan already have Li Yu, and everyone else is dead or out of favor.

Even Han Xiangjian, who was so beautiful that the emperor fell in love with her at first sight, was just so-so in the end.

None of them can.

Only Yan Wan was the emperor's long-time favorite concubine.

Imperial Concubine, Imperial Concubine.

As happy as he was when he heard the news, he now feels just as much resentment.

He used his life to buy the Imperial Concubine, and he went to such lengths to use despicable means to win over the Emperor. Wasn't it all for that moment?

And Master Ling hated him so much that he wanted to kill him with his own hands, just because of Ling Yunche.

Why is there no one in such a huge harem who can join hands with him like Wei Yanwan?

But she was actually his only choice.

Jinzhong put away his thoughts and smiled. He had made up his mind to temporarily join forces with Yanwan, and then he would cut off contact with her at that turning point.

By then, even if Yan Wan was a favorite concubine, he was still the emperor's confidant. Because of this, Yan Wan would not be able to do anything.

"Master, what you said makes me panic. You are now the emperor's concubine. How dare I think about you?"

Jinzhong subconsciously stroked the place on his chin where Yanwan had rubbed it. When he realized this action, his hand felt like it was burned by fire and he put it down in panic.

Yan Wan understood in her heart that Jin Zhong's facial expression changes deceived the young palace maid Yan Wan at first, because she didn't care about her, hated him, and didn't understand him.

But for the Imperial Noble Consort, with whom she had worked for many years, Jinzhong's expression was clearly visible, and it was obviously different from what she remembered.

Those emotions that carry resentment, malice and complexity cannot be faked.

An inexplicable guess emerged in Yanwan's mind. Could it be that Jinzhong also went back to the past like her?

Although this is ridiculous, if I can do it, why can't Jinzhong?

I just don’t know whether Jinzhong came back at the same time as she did, or whether Jinzhong died and returned directly to the present.

The two men exchanged a few perfunctory words and then Jinzhong left, each thinking about his own things.

Yan Wan thought, let's put Jin Zhong's matter aside for now. Since he didn't break up with her directly, he must still want to cooperate. There's no rush for this matter.

She pulled out a piece of brocade handkerchief from her arms. It was an embroidered piece with golden auspicious patterns. The material of the handkerchief was also of top quality.

This was the token of trust that Jinzhong gave Yanwan after she agreed to the condition that if he succeeded, she would help him to a successful career, but if he failed, she would marry him.

In her previous life, she hated it so much that she never thought there would be such a day for her to have a consort. But when she heard that the emperor had appointed her as a concubine, she immediately twisted the handkerchief.

Jinzhong never mentioned it again, probably because he knew there was no hope at all.

Yanwan looked at it for a moment and then put the handkerchief back into her arms. Lan Cui, Chun Chan and Wang Chan were all her good helpers.

If she had not suffered losses one after another in the previous life, been too suspicious and too cruel, which chilled their hearts, she would not have betrayed them.

It is always better to use old people who know you well than to have a few slaves who may betray you at any time.

Learn from the lesson, be gentle, and boil the frog in warm water, and everything will be fine.

Yanwan touched her delicate cheek. Now she was young and healthy, and she had plenty of time.

Looking at the face in the bronze mirror that was somewhat similar to Ruyi, Yanwan did not feel unlucky. This was a perfect opportunity to replace her.

She wanted to see if the current Queen Yikun, the future Queen, would panic when she found out that she had been completely replaced by a substitute, looking down at Yan Wan from a high position.

Yanwan closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep, waiting for the night to come.

The old soul was injected into the young body, and her tortured heart could finally rest.

Jinzhong was still feeling uneasy outside Yongshou Palace. He felt something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what it was.

Resurrection and Yan Wan, both made his head dizzy, as if he were in a dream.

It is extremely bizarre that people can come back to life after death.

After being killed by Yan Wan, he became a transparent spirit out of great hatred, invisible and intangible to others. He followed Yan Wan every day and was not allowed to leave.

Before he died, he said that he would not let her go, and that was fulfilled.

When Jinzhong saw the collapse of the Imperial Concubine's tall building, he felt neither happy nor sad.

Among the names of those hurt by Yan Wan on the prayer flags, there was actually the word Jinzhong, and she was forced to kowtow by the emperor. Does this count as a happy marriage?

When this thought came to his mind, Jinzhong, as a soul, felt that he was so infatuated that he had gone crazy.

But from this moment on, the world that Jinzhong could see was suddenly covered with a layer of fog, especially the large amount of white fog entangled around the emperor.