Legend of Zhen Huan: Zhen Huan is reborn

137 Huanhuan gave birth to a child~

Le Dao Tang.

The delivery room had already been cleaned spotlessly, and the air was filled with the aroma of incense.

Yinzhen still held Zhen Huan's slender hand tightly and slowly stepped into the inner room.

"Your Majesty, I respectfully welcome you." Mu Wanrou leaned weakly on the bed, her voice as thin as a thread.

"You are still weak, so let's skip these formalities." Yinzhen said calmly, "Lady Shu, considering that you gave birth to the princess, your merits and demerits will be offset. When your body recovers, I will arrange for you to move to Jingsi Garden."

"Your Majesty, the princess is still young. How could she leave her mother? It was really an unintentional mistake on my part. I beg Your Majesty to forgive me this time." Mu Wanrou pleaded.

"There are many childless concubines in the palace. I will choose a virtuous adoptive mother for her and take good care of her. You don't need to worry." Yinzhen responded calmly.

"Your Majesty..." Mu Wanrou's words were interrupted by Yinzhen's cold voice.

"If you say anything more, the consequences will be far more serious than being sent to the cold palace. You should be grateful to Concubine Xi. She was magnanimous and pleaded for you, thus saving your life. Otherwise, how could you see me again?" Yinzhen's words were filled with unquestionable majesty.

"Your Majesty, calm down. Sister Shu must have reflected deeply on her mistakes. Please do not let her hurt the emperor's body." Zhen Huan's smile was as gentle as water. She gently comforted her, "Sister Shu, please rest assured. The princess will be handed over to Concubine Jing to take good care of her. She will love her like her own daughter."

"You..." Mu Wanrou felt as if her heart was cut by a sharp knife when she heard this. This sentence was undoubtedly the most profound condemnation and blow to her.

She knew very well that she was powerless to change the situation and could only bear this heavy blow silently.

"Your Majesty, the princess' name has not yet been given. I wonder if Your Majesty has a good choice in mind?" Zhen Huan smiled, her eyes sparkling with beautiful visions of the princess' future.

Yinzhen nodded slightly, and after a moment's silence, he seemed to have drawn inspiration from the scenery before him, and said slowly: "Although fish leaping in the blue sky are miraculous, they finally return to the stream and are free; birds fly across the deep pool and disappear, but leave the fragrance of flowers on the shore. The princess will be named 'Xiyou'. I hope she will be as clear and distant as the stream, but also full of the agility of life."

"Xiyou, it's a really profound name with harmonious rhyme and meaning. What a good name!" Zhen Huan's eyes flashed with admiration after hearing it. She then turned to Mu Wanrou and said with a smile: "Sister Shu, why don't you thank the emperor for his grace? Such an elegant name is really a blessing for the princess."

However, Mu Wanrou's eyes were flashing with complex emotions. She stared at Zhen Huan, with both unwillingness and anger in her eyes.

But in the end, she still managed a smile and said through gritted teeth: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace." Although her voice was soft, it revealed her inner struggle and helplessness.

What made Mu Wanrou feel even more heartbroken was that when she tried to take her daughter from the wet nurse and wanted to take a closer look at this little life that was connected to her by blood, Zhen Huan quickly reached out and gently took the child.

Then he gently handed it to Concubine Jing Feng Ruozhao, with those seemingly considerate words hanging on his lips: "It's always good to cultivate feelings early."

This scene was like a sharp blade, piercing Mu Wanrou's heart.

Mu Wanrou looked at Yinzhen. His face was still calm and there was even a gentle smile towards Zhen Huan in his eyes. This indifference and disregard made her feel unprecedented despair and heartache.

She tried hard to hold back her tears, forced out a bitter smile, and said to everyone: "Your Majesty, sisters, I am really not feeling well and would like to rest first. Please allow me to do so."

Upon hearing this, Yinzhen just nodded slightly, his tone calm and calm: "Then you should have a good rest. I will go back to the Yangxin Palace first."

As he spoke, he stood up and patted the back of Zhen Huan's hand as usual, his eyes full of tenderness and reluctance, "I will visit you later."

Zhen Huan smiled as beautifully as a flower and responded gently, "Yes, I will wait for the emperor to come in Yongshou Palace."

To Mu Wanrou, her smile was so dazzling and ironic.

Yinzhen smiled and turned to leave. The concubines behind him knelt down and saluted, saying in unison: "Your Highness, we respectfully send you off."

To Mu Wanrou's ears, this voice sounded like the sound of a distant bell, empty and cold.

She looked at Yinzhen's back as he walked away, and all she had left in her heart was endless sadness and despair.

After Yinzhen left, the smile on Zhen Huan's face instantly disappeared. She turned to Mu Wanrou and said in a soft but firm voice: "Although Xiyou is young, she still needs her mother's care. Therefore, since it has been decided that Jing Fei will raise her, please do your best and treat her as your own child."

When Concubine Jing Feng Ruozhao heard this, a glimmer of gratitude flashed in her eyes. She responded solemnly: "I will live up to your trust and treat Princess Xiyou as a treasure and take good care of her."

After saying this, she looked gently at the princess who was held by her wet nurse, her eyes full of love.

Seeing this, Zhen Huan nodded gently, reached out her hand and gently patted the back of Concubine Jing's hand to comfort her: "Sister, please take the child back quickly. It's getting late and we shouldn't stay for long."

Concubine Jing Feng Ruozhao nodded in response, then turned to her maid Ruyi and instructed: "Ruyi, take the princess back to the palace and make sure she is well taken care of."

Ruyi stepped forward and respectfully took the princess from the wet nurse's hands, and the group slowly left.

When the figure gradually faded away, Zhen Huan slowly turned around, her eyes finally swept over Mu Wanrou, and she said softly: "Please take care of yourself, Noble Lady Shu. It's time for me to return to the palace."

After saying this, she didn't look at Mu Wanrou again, and let Huanbi support her as she walked out of Ledao Hall step by step.

Mu Wanrou could only lie helplessly on the bed, watching Zhen Huan's departing back. There seemed to be a raging fire burning in her eyes, and the look in her eyes was as if she really wanted to eat Zhen Huan alive, filled with endless hatred and unwillingness.

But she knew that at the moment, she had no choice but to endure.

(Yongshou Palace)

"Your Majesty, within three days, that noble lady Shu will die." Wen Shichu's voice was low and firm.

"Well done. You can go back first. This matter must be kept secret." Zhen Huan nodded slightly. Her tone showed trust in Wen Shichu, but also revealed a barely perceptible chill.

"Yes, I'll take my leave." Wen Shichu bowed, then turned and left, with a hint of heavy burden behind him.

As soon as Wen Shichu stepped out of the gate of Yongshou Palace, Liu Zhu couldn't help but wonder in her heart and asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, Concubine Shu will be sent to Jingsi Garden soon, why do you still need Doctor Wen..." She didn't finish her words, but her meaning was clear.

"Liu Zhu, didn't you see that?" Huanbi took over the conversation, a shrewd look in her eyes, "That noble lady looks too similar to our queen. This is taboo in the palace, not to mention..."

"But, Your Majesty, why not just say it directly..." Liu Zhu's doubts were still unanswered, and she seemed unable to understand Zhen Huan's deep meaning.

Zhen Huan smiled slightly, but there was a hint of coldness in that smile: "Giving her hope, then letting her down completely, and finally letting everything she had vanish into thin air, this kind of blow is more cruel than taking her life directly, isn't it always like this in this palace? Even if she has been banished to the cold palace, we still have to be on guard, Liu Zhu, do you understand?"

Liu Zhu was shocked when she heard this, then lowered her head and said, "I understand. Your Majesty is far-sighted and it is me who is superficial."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore." Zhen Huan gently waved her hand and changed the subject, "Have you prepared the food in the small kitchen? The emperor will come over to eat in a while."

"Everything is prepared, don't worry, Your Majesty. These are the foods that you and the Emperor like to eat on a daily basis." Liu Zhu replied quickly, with her usual smile returning to her face.

Zhen Huan nodded with satisfaction and said nothing more, just sitting there quietly.