Legend of Zhen Huan: Zhen Huan is reborn

132 Qi Erha's real-name system frame-up

Zhen Huan has been feeling a little tired these days, and her heart has been beating inexplicably, so she privately tells Huanbi to go quietly and secretly invite the imperial physician Wen Shichu to come and see her.

(Yongshou Palace)

As Wen Shichu stepped into the bedroom, he immediately noticed something strange and frowned.

"Your humble servant pays respects to Her Majesty. I seem to smell a hint of musk. Although it is not very strong, it is faintly discernible." Wen Shichu said cautiously.

Huanbi's face suddenly changed when she heard this, she was extremely shocked, "How...how is this possible?"

Liu Zhu was also confused and echoed, "Yes, the daily food and things used by the queen are all checked by Huanbi and I personally. We carefully check them before we dare to present them to the queen. How could musk be mixed in them?"

Wen Shichu shook his head, expressing his confusion. "I am not quite sure about the reason. I need to investigate further before I can report it to the Queen."

Zhen Huan heard this, her eyes were firm, "Since this is the case, we should follow Doctor Wen's advice and immediately investigate and make sure to get to the bottom of this matter."

Wen Shichu ordered Xiao Yunzi to go to the Imperial Hospital to invite Wei Lin as soon as possible. The master and disciple worked together to conduct a comprehensive investigation in detail.

Finally, in an almost forgotten corner, they caught a glimpse of the faint scent of musk.

"Your Majesty, after careful identification, the scent of musk comes from this seemingly ordinary brush." ​​Wen Shichu reported to Zhen Huan, holding the brush.

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhu frowned and tried hard to recall the origin of the brush. "This brush... I can't remember where it came from. It doesn't seem to have a particularly deep impression in my memory." Her tone was full of confusion and uneasiness.

Wei Lin glanced at Liu Zhu inadvertently, and saw that she tilted her head, frowned slightly, and concentrated on thinking about the origin of the brush. This serious look seemed particularly cute in Wei Lin's eyes, and he couldn't help but feel ripples in his heart.

However, their eyes met inadvertently, and then quickly looked away, as if they were both aware of the sudden subtle atmosphere.

Zhen Huan took the brush and looked at it carefully. The familiar touch made her feel like she had seen it before, but she couldn't remember its specific origin.

"This brush... does look familiar, but it's been a long time and my memory is vague. I can't even remember where I got it from." She sighed softly, with a hint of helplessness in her tone.

"This brush should be issued by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, right?" Huanbi said tentatively, trying to evoke everyone's memory.

"Oh? Sent by the Ministry of Internal Affairs?" Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan also fell into deep thought, trying hard to recall the details related to this brush.

Just when everyone was feeling confused, Jinxi slowly walked into the hall. Her eyes swept over everyone and finally landed on the brush.

"Your Majesty, I remember that Miss Cuiguo, who was with Noble Lady Qi, once sent a pair of ink brushes. Because Your Majesty was busy with other things at that time, I temporarily kept them without thinking too much about it. Could it be this brush?" There was some uncertainty in Jinxi's words, but it also seemed to provide a clue to solving the mystery.

"Jingxi, come forward and take a closer look to see if it's that one." Zhen Huan ordered, with a hint of urgency in her eyes.

Upon hearing this, Jinxi quickly stepped forward, took the brush, and looked at it carefully.

She first observed the material and craftsmanship of the brush, then walked to the desk and found another similar brush from a pile of stationery. She placed the two side by side and compared them carefully.

After comparing them, Jingxi finally confirmed that it was correct and turned to report to Zhen Huan: "My lady, after careful identification, this is definitely the brush that Concubine Qi sent."

There was a hint of certainty in her tone, which put a temporary end to this sudden doubt.

"Noble Lady Qi's plan is so delicate and vicious that she has put so much thought into this brush. No wonder I have been feeling anxious and tired lately." There was a hint of coldness in Zhen Huan's words, and she obviously felt disgusted with Li Jingyan's Noble Lady Qi's methods.

"The Queen has been writing at her desk recently. I think it was caused by this brush." ​​Huanbi took over the conversation, her tone full of indignation.

Upon hearing this, Wen Shichu took Zhen Huan's pulse again, his expression focused and serious.

"Fortunately, the amount of musk used is not large. I will immediately prescribe several prescriptions for Your Majesty. With careful treatment, there should be no problem." His words revealed the calmness and confidence of a doctor.

Zhen Huan nodded, a hint of determination flashing in her eyes.

"Doctor Wen, I'd like to trouble you to keep this matter a secret for me. You must not disclose it to anyone else." Her words were filled with unquestionable authority.

"I obey your command and will keep my mouth shut." Wen Shichu responded, and then left the bedroom with Wei Lin.

"Jinxi, do you remember whether the emperor will come here later?" Zhen Huan asked softly, with a barely perceptible hint of calculation in her tone.

"Your Majesty, this is exactly what Eunuch Su told me when he came to visit me this afternoon." Jin Xi answered respectfully, her eyes revealing her careful observation of her master.

Zhen Huan heard this and thought about it in her heart. After a moment, she said softly: "In this case, I will take a short rest first to conserve my energy. When the emperor comes, you will know how to respond. You must be careful in your words and not make any mistakes."

"Yes, I understand." Jin Xi responded. She had already secretly figured out everything in her mind and was ready to welcome the emperor's arrival.

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The gentle sunlight penetrated the gaps in the curtains like a thin thread, lightly falling on Zhen Huan's face, coating her unmade-up face with a layer of soft golden glow.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under her eyelids, and her face was pale and a little haggard, but it could not conceal her natural beauty.

Her long black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, like the darkest ink in the night, forming a sharp and harmonious contrast with the bright light.

Yinzhen walked into the inner room quietly, his steps were light and cautious, for fear of disturbing the tranquility.

The room was silent and quiet, with only the two of them there, and an indescribable warmth and tension filled the air.

He noticed Zhen Huan's abnormality and couldn't help feeling worried.

Zhen Huan's lips moved slightly, as if she was struggling with some power in her heart, and she kept murmuring intermittent words.

Yinzhen moved closer cautiously, trying to hear her whisper.

The words were fragmentary and vague, like the mumbling in a dream, but they revealed a deep worry and uneasiness.

He frowned, his heart filled with concern and love for Zhen Huan, but he didn't know how to ask. He could only stay by her side silently, giving her silent support and comfort.

In such a situation, Zhen Huan's words revealed her inner fragility and helplessness, as well as her deep dependence on Yinzhen.

"Who are you?"

"Silang...Silang..." She repeatedly called Yinzhen's nickname, her voice full of tenderness and attachment.

These two simple words carry her deep love and trust for Yinzhen, and are the support she most desires at this moment.

"Hanhuan is so scared, Silang..."

There was a tremor in her voice, which made people involuntarily want to hold her in their arms and give her the most solid support.

When Yinzhen heard these words, he felt mixed emotions.

He was well aware of Zhen Huan's fragility and helplessness at the moment, so he gently held her in his arms and soothed her emotions with warm words.

"Hanhuan, Huanhuan, wake up, Huanhuan."

At that moment, Zhen Huan seemed to be suddenly awakened from a dream or trance. Her eyes suddenly opened, and there was a hint of panic and anxiety in her eyes.

But then, when she saw Yinzhen's familiar and warm figure, all her fear and uneasiness disappeared instantly, replaced by full dependence and peace of mind.

She seemed to have found a safe haven in Yinzhen's arms. Yinzhen's chest was broad and solid, giving her the sense of security she needed most.

"Shiro..."

Zhen Huan snuggled up to him tightly, tears welling up in her eyes, but eventually they fell down, like pear blossoms in the rain, adding to her charming appearance.

Seeing this, Yinzhen couldn't help but feel a strong sense of pity in his heart. He gently stroked Zhen Huan's head and gently comforted her: "Huan Huan, don't be afraid, I'm here."

His voice was low and magnetic, full of endless tenderness and firmness, making Zhen Huan feel unprecedented peace of mind and warmth.

"Hanhuan, are you having a nightmare?"

Zhen Huan snuggled in Yin Zhen's arms, a trace of uneasiness flashed in her eyes, and she asked softly, "Silang, will you always be so good to Huan Huan?"

There was a hint of uncertainty in her voice, as if she was afraid that the answer would make her lose something.

Yinzhen's eyes were gentle and firm when he heard this. He stroked Zhen Huan's back and said softly, "What nonsense are you talking about, Huan Huan? I will always treat you well. No matter what happens, I will never leave you."

His words were like a reassurance pill, which calmed Zhen Huan's heart a little.

However, Zhen Huan's brows were still furrowed, and she continued, "To be honest with you, I just had a strange dream. There was a woman in the dream, but I couldn't see her face clearly. I heard her calling Si Lang "Si Lang", and Si Lang...actually hugged her and left me aside."

At this point, Zhen Huan's voice began to choke, and tears fell again, like pearls that had broken off the string, adding a bit of sadness and beauty.

After hearing this, Yinzhen first widened his eyes, obviously surprised by this dream.

But soon, he returned to normal and gently comforted her: "Huanhuan, you must have been thinking too much during pregnancy, so you had such a dream. Dreams are often illusions, so don't take it too seriously."

After hearing what Yinzhen said, although Zhen Huan felt a little comforted, the uneasiness and fear she felt had not completely dissipated.

"Really? But that dream was so real that I couldn't help but feel scared. I'm afraid that one day, Shiro will leave me and embrace someone else just like in the dream." There was a tremor in her words, and it was obvious that she was deeply affected by this dream.

Seeing this, Yinzhen held her tighter and promised gently, "Hanhuan, don't worry. No matter how the future changes, my feelings will not change. I will always stay by your side forever."