Legend of Zhen Huan: Rebirth of Zhen Huan

After dealing with the relevant matters, the emperor was not in the mood to continue the banquet, but came to Yongshou Palace.

As soon as the emperor sat down, he looked at Zhen Huan and said unhappily:

"I don't know what evil spirit I encountered this year. From New Year's Eve to Lantern Festival, there has not been a single peaceful day."

Zhen Huan held the emperor's hand and comforted him:

"Your Majesty, where there are people, there are bound to be disputes. It just happened to be a festival."

"If the emperor is worried, why not ask the shaman lady to perform a few rituals in the palace. Firstly, it can drive away the evil spirits, and secondly, it can also make the emperor feel at ease."

The emperor nodded to Zhen Huan:

"Hanhuan, I'll leave this matter to you."

"Yes, Shiro."

When the emperor heard Zhen Huan call him Si Lang, a smile appeared on his face, but then it disappeared:

"Hanhuan, there is something that has been lingering in my mind, but I have no one to talk to..."

Zhen Huan knew that the Emperor must be worried about the punishment of sending Concubine Duan to the cold palace.

The emperor has always done things like this, and after doing it, he is afraid that others will talk about him being ruthless behind his back.

To put it bluntly, the emperor just wanted to find a reason from Zhen Huan to make him feel at ease.

Zhen Huan realized this, but did not say it out loud. Instead, she put on an understanding expression, looked at the emperor and said softly:

"Silang, Huanhuan knows that you face countless problems every day, and troubles come one after another."

"But Huanhuan still has to comfort you. No matter what worries you, they are not enough to worry the emperor."

"And Huanhuan believes that no matter what Silang does, he must have his own reasons."

The emperor looked at Zhen Huan deeply, and his eyes contained many emotions that could not be expressed in words.

After a long while, the Emperor patted Zhen Huan's hand with satisfaction:

"Hanhuan, you are worthy of being my confidant."

"I know everything you said, but I am a human after all, not a god. As a human, I have my own weaknesses..."

The emperor laid the groundwork for a while, then gave Zhen Huan a meaningful look before speaking out what was weighing on his mind:

"Hanhuan, I once mentioned to you the bowl of 'pregnancy-maintaining medicine' that Concubine Duan gave to Concubine Hua..."

"After all, I asked Concubine Duan to do this. She took on the false reputation for me..."

"Am I being too cruel to her now?"

It’s cruel, it’s really cruel!

However, this cruelty is directed towards Concubine Hua, not Concubine Duan!

But if Concubine Duan didn't know what secret was hidden in that bowl of "pregnancy medicine", then Concubine Duan would also be considered a victim.

However, if that was the case, it was the emperor who was wronged by her, and it could not be blamed on Concubine Hua.

In this matter, Concubine Hua was undoubtedly the biggest victim.

To be fair, if Zhen Huan's most trusted sister had given her a bowl of abortion pills when she was pregnant, causing her to lose the child, Zhen Huan would not have easily let the executioner off.

The pain of losing a child, the feeling of trust, let alone just giving her a bowl of safflower, he even wanted to kill her!

Zhen Huan secretly thought that, based on Concubine Duan's thoughts and calculations, the possibility that there was something wrong with the bowl of medicine was almost zero.

It was just that Concubine Duan chose the Emperor over Concubine Hua because of his favor and her friendship with him.

While thinking this in her heart, Zhen Huan said:

"Shiro was also considering the overall situation at the time and had no choice but to do so."

"But Huanhuan has always had a question in her mind..." Zhen Huan looked at the emperor hesitantly.

The emperor met her eyes and said gently:

"Hanhuan, there is no one else here right now, just ask me."

After hearing what the emperor said, Zhen Huan asked softly:

"When Silang asked Concubine Duan to bring the medicine, did Concubine Duan know what medicine was in the bowl?"

The emperor's eyes paused slightly, as if he was recalling the scene of the past. After a long while, he raised his head and looked at Zhen Huan:

"Although I didn't say it explicitly at the time, I did remind her. I remember that Concubine Duan only lowered her head and hesitated for a moment, then resolutely picked up the medicine."

"That is, not long after Concubine Duan entered Concubine Hua's room, I got the child..."

At this point, the emperor's voice sounded a little hoarse, as if something was choking his throat.

That child is also the emperor's own son. How could the emperor not feel uncomfortable?

Seeing the emperor lowering his head and pursing his lips in pain, Zhen Huan was also touched.

In this huge palace, everyone has his own helplessness. The emperor occupies a high position and holds the power of life and death. He seems to be omnipotent, but in fact he has many constraints.

This means that many times, he cannot act solely based on his personal likes and dislikes.

Throughout the dynasties, any monarch who puts his personal likes and dislikes first will never become a good monarch who benefits the country and the people.

That will only become a breeding ground for treacherous villains.

But in Zhen Huan's heart, the emperor in front of her is a rare good emperor.

He worked diligently and devoted himself to the affairs of the country. When he was busy, he would not even enter the harem for ten days or half a month...

This is also why there is a saying among the people: "It is better for the monarch to be ruthless to his concubines than to be ruthless to the people of the world."

Thinking of this, Zhen Huan squatted in front of the emperor and felt sad with him.

After the emperor calmed down, Zhen Huan slowly spoke:

"Silang, if Concubine Duan really knew about it at the time, it means she did it voluntarily. Silang, there is no need to blame yourself so much."

"No wonder Concubine Hua was so angry at that time..."

"I am sorry for Shilan..."

Zhen Huan raised her eyes and looked at the emperor:

"Silang, the past is gone. Looking back suddenly will inevitably increase sadness."

"Fortunately, Sister Hua Fei is pregnant again now, so there is still time for everything."

"Huanhuan, you are right."

The emperor helped Zhen Huan up and asked her to sit next to him:

"I will definitely compensate Concubine Hua in the future. As for Concubine Duan... I have already reminded her about the "duck soup" matter. She was the one who insisted on doing this. You can't blame others!"

"If she can repent in the future..."

The emperor stopped talking before he finished speaking, because he felt that if he thought of releasing Concubine Duan, it would be too unfair to Concubine Hua.

"Forget it, let's not talk about this matter."

The emperor changed the subject:

"Tomorrow, Prince Guo will go to the border of Junggar with the army. I don't know what surprises he will bring to me."

The emperor's words inevitably reminded Zhen Huan of something. An informant from Ganlu Temple had mentioned to her that Prince Guo once saved a man who was poisoned by a snake outside Ganlu Temple.

Combining her experience in the previous life, Zhen Huan knew that this person must be the new Khan of Dzungar, Mog.

However, the informants were later eliminated by Prince Guo, and Zhen Huan put the matter on hold because of the complicated affairs of the harem.

But nothing has happened yet. If she brings up this matter rashly, regardless of whether the emperor believes it or not, how should she explain to the emperor that she knows Moge?

Prince Guo is aiming for the throne, so he wouldn't be so foolish as to ally with the Dzungars to attack his own country...

Thinking of this, Zhen Huan's anxious heart gradually calmed down.

"I think Prince Guo will not let the emperor down." Zhen Huan said meaningfully.