Legend of Zhen Huan: Zhen Huan is reborn

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After a long day and night, Chun'er gave birth to the ninth prince Hongmao with great effort.

Unfortunately, the Ninth Prince was attacked by a cold poison in his mother's womb, which resulted in him being weak after birth. He needed nourishment and conditioning from decoctions every day to maintain his vitality.

Upon hearing the news, Yinzhen was overwhelmed with indescribable grief and ordered Su Peisheng to investigate the matter with all his strength.

However, the result of the investigation was just like the day before, with no progress. The chef involved was alone and helpless, with no relatives at home. Even his closest brother unfortunately passed away a month ago. There were very few clues left, as if everything was shrouded in fog and could not be found.

(Qixiang Palace)

"Yu'er, I have nothing to do with that cook. Why would he harm me like this, and even more so the flesh and blood in my belly? Mao'er is so young, and he is immersed in bitter medicine every day. I am really worried whether his young body can bear it." Concubine Zhen Chunyi lay on the bed, looking at the baby boy beside her with gentle but worried eyes, and whispered softly.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Physician Wen has assured you many times that the Ninth Prince will gradually recover. You should have confidence in his superb medical skills." Yu'er comforted her, her voice full of concern.

"I vaguely remember that half a year ago, a new maid came to our palace. She looked very cute, but the good times didn't last long. She fell ill just over a month after entering the palace." Chunyi's words were tinged with reminiscence.

"Yes, Your Majesty, you generously donated money and pleaded with the Queen to allow her to leave the palace for recuperation." Yu'er replied, her tone full of reminiscence of the past.

"Have you heard anything about her recent situation?" Chunyi asked, with a barely perceptible urgency in his eyes.

Yu'er shook her head gently. "I usually don't pay much attention to these trivial matters, but I am willing to go and inquire immediately to see if I can find out any news."

"Then I'll trouble you, Yu'er. If any visitors come, tell them that I need to rest and can't see them." Chunyi instructed, her words revealing a bit of fatigue and a reluctance to be disturbed.

"I understand, and I will follow your orders." Yu'er responded and withdrew, secretly deciding in her heart to find out the whereabouts of the palace maid as soon as possible. Perhaps this would help your Majesty resolve the doubts in her heart.

(Yongshou Palace)

"Chun'er has closed the palace door and doesn't even want to see me. She must be extremely heartbroken." Zhen Huan sighed.

"I'm afraid she is not only sad, but also doesn't want us to witness her sorrow." Shen Meizhuang said, her eyes full of understanding and sympathy.

"After becoming a mother, she has indeed become more calm and steady," Zhen Huan said with emotion.

"Sister, Chun'er is too weak after giving birth, and we can't take care of her. Besides, Doctor Wen is here every day and will take good care of her. We don't need to worry too much. Maybe give her some time, and when her mood calms down, she will naturally be willing to see us again." An Lingrong comforted softly, her tone full of concern.

"I am also worried about the busy schedule of Imperial Doctor Wen. After all, you and Sister Mei are about to give birth." Zhen Huan then said, "I am really concerned whether Imperial Doctor Wen can take care of everything."

"Don't worry, Huan'er. Imperial Doctor Wen has sent his top disciple Wei Lin to help. Wei Lin's medical skills are superb, almost as good as his master's. With his help, everything will be fine." Shen Meizhuang said with a smile, her tone revealing her trust in Wei Lin.

Hearing Wei Lin's name, Zhen Huan's worries were slightly relieved. "That's great, but I always feel that there must be something fishy behind the cook's incident. Chun Er has a gentle personality and never fights with others. How could she suffer such a disaster?"

"Sister, do you have any idea?" An Lingrong asked curiously.

Zhen Huan shook her head. "It's too early to say now. We need to wait for Xiao Yunzi to conduct an in-depth investigation before we can make a conclusion."

"I have personally sewed a few sachets containing herbs that can calm the mind and soothe the spirit. I will ask you to send them to Qixiang Palace later to show your concern." An Lingrong mentioned her thoughts, "Why not ask Ningxiang to send them along with Liuzhu?"

"Don't worry, I will arrange it." Zhen Huan nodded in agreement, and the three of them smiled at each other. Although they were worried, they also felt warm because of each other's company.

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After a week of careful investigation, Su Peisheng and others finally solved the mystery.

The chef involved in the incident’s real name is Liu Baoquan, originally from Yangzhou. He does have a younger brother named Liu Erbao.

Liu Erbao had been weak and sickly since childhood, malnourished, and with his delicate face, he was often mistaken for a girl, which brought many inconveniences to their lives.

Therefore, when Liu Baoquan entered the palace to seek a job, he secretly brought his younger brother with him to take care of him.

However, fate plays a trick on him. One day, Liu Erbao becomes seriously ill. Chun'er feels pity for him and generously donates money to him and arranges for him to leave the palace for treatment.

This was originally an act of kindness, but unexpectedly, a distorted version of the story reached Liu Erbao's ears - he mistakenly believed that Chun'er had expelled him from the palace because she discovered his masculinity, which eventually led to his tragic death.

These shocking inside stories were pieced together bit by bit by Su Peisheng and others from the mouths of several servants who had worked with Liu Baoquan.

At first, these remarks were regarded as drunken nonsense and were not taken seriously, but as the investigation deepened, the truth gradually surfaced.

Faced with irrefutable evidence, the servant who had originally tried to conceal the truth finally lost control of himself and chose to confess and take responsibility for his mistakes.

At this point, a tragedy caused by misunderstanding and prejudice was revealed to the world, and the fate of Liu Baoquan's brothers also made people sigh.

(Qixiang Palace)

"You look rosy today, so you must be feeling better now?" Zhen Huan asked with a smile, her eyes full of concern.

"Yes, Mao'er is getting better day by day. I feel relieved and naturally feel more energetic." Chunyi responded with a smile, her face filled with the glow of maternal love.

"You looked so haggard a few days ago. It really made me feel bad. I was so worried that I couldn't sleep all night." Zhen Huan sighed softly, her tone full of heartache.

"Yilan is such a thoughtful child. When she saw that I was sick, she and Yu'er ran to the Imperial Garden to pick flowers, saying that they wanted to make me feel better. But Eunuch Su followed behind them and was so anxious that he kept jumping up and down, saying that they picked a flower here and a piece there, and almost picked all the flowers in the Imperial Garden bare." Chunyi smiled as she talked about her daughter's funny stories, with happiness shining in her eyes.

"Yilan has really grown up. She knows how to make her mother happy in her own way. She is such a caring little girl." Zhen Huan praised with a smile, and felt happy for Chunyi in her heart.

"She also said that she would protect me and my brother. It's really touching that she has such a sense of responsibility at such a young age." Chunyi's eyes were full of pride when she mentioned her daughter.

"I specially asked Liu Zhu to make red date, coix seed and water chestnut cake to nourish your body. See if it suits your taste." Zhen Huan said, and signaled Liu Zhu to present the snack.

"Sister, to be honest, I've been craving this these days, but I felt sad. Even though I was thinking about it, I had to endure it. Now, I can finally enjoy it!" Chunyi took the snack with anticipation, her words full of joy.

"As long as you like it, I've also prepared some warm milk tea. It's at just the right temperature and perfect for drinking now." Zhen Huan added, thoughtfully and considerately.

"It's so great to have my sister around. She always makes me feel warm and safe at all times." Chunyi sighed sincerely, the deep love between sisters is beyond words.

"I heard from Yu'er that you generously donated money to allow Liu Baoquan's brother to have a grand funeral. You have a rare kind heart." Zhen Huan said gently, her eyes full of approval.

Chun'er was chewing some pastry, her cheeks puffed up, like a greedy little hamster. She answered vaguely, "Yes, death is the greatest thing, we should at least let them be treated with dignity."

Seeing this, Zhen Huan chuckled and said, "Chun'er, eat slowly. No one is going to snatch the food from you. Come, have some milk tea first." As she spoke, she handed the warm milk tea to Chun'er.

Chun'er took the milk tea and drank a few sips before he recovered his breath and continued, "The person is gone. No matter how much I complain, it will not help. Fortunately, Mao'er is safe. Although Liu Baoquan made a mistake, it was ultimately for his seriously ill brother. This family affection is touching, but he chose the wrong path." Chunyi's words revealed maturity and open-mindedness.

Zhen Huan nodded gently, her eyes sparkling with relief. "I haven't seen you for a few days. You seem to be much more insightful and see things more deeply."

Upon hearing this, Chunyi smiled embarrassedly and said, "I learned this from my sister. My sister is always so sensible and tolerant. Naturally, I want to be like her." After saying this, the two looked at each other and smiled. The deep sisterly love was self-evident.

(Jingren Palace)

Empress Yixiu wrote on the delicate rice paper with vigorous and powerful strokes, showing her fortitude.

After a moment, Jianqiu walked in quietly, and Yi's eyes were still fixed on the ink-colored space. Without raising his head, he asked calmly, "Is everything settled?"

"Don't worry, Your Majesty. Jiang Fuhai used a little trick and solved the problem with a small amount of silver. Moreover, they have families behind them, so there is absolutely no risk." Jianqiu replied respectfully.

"Yes, it was handled quite well." Yi nodded slightly, and then said: "Ninth Prince has been weak since childhood. Even if he is carefully taken care of, it is difficult for him to take on the heavy responsibility of the throne. Let him live out his days in peace in this deep palace."

"Your Majesty is wise and far-sighted, which is a blessing to us." Jianqiu praised.

After he finished speaking, Yi gently put down his brush and gently looked at the rice paper. On it was a large traditional Chinese character - "Cheng", which was vigorous and powerful, and really made people admire it.

She stared for a moment, with an indescribable satisfaction and relief in her eyes.

"Jianqiu, do you know the meaning behind this word?" Yixiu spoke slowly, with a bit of majesty and mystery in his voice.

Jian Qiu bowed and replied, "I am a dull servant, but seeing the vigorous writing of Your Majesty, it must have profound implications."

Yi Xiu smiled slightly and explained, "'Cheng' means success, achieving what you want, but for me, it is more of a beginning, a beginning to make sure that the chess pieces in my hands are in their proper positions and that the situation in the harem and even the former dynasty is under my control. The matter of the Ninth Prince is just a small step in the chess game. Although I let him live, it is also for a bigger plan."

Hearing this, Jian Qiu secretly admired the queen's foresight, but she was even more respectful: "Your Majesty is far-sighted, I admire you, but there are many variables in the harem, you still need to be more careful."

Yixiu nodded slightly, her eyes returning to the rice paper, as if through that one word, she saw a vaster sea of ​​political intrigue.

"Of course I know, but that is why I have to be cautious at every step and not make any mistakes. Jianqiu, you need to be more careful and keep an eye on every inch of the harem for me. Any disturbance must be reported to me immediately, especially the Yongshou Palace."

Jianqiu accepted the order and secretly made up his mind to live up to the Queen's trust and protect this hard-earned peace and power until his death.

Outside the window, the sunlight shines through the clouds, casting a golden glow, but it cannot reach every corner of the deep palace where undercurrents are surging.

The figures of Yixiu and Jianqiu appear more resolute and stern in the interweaving of light and shadow.

They are the most formidable force in the harem, and are also the driving force behind the upcoming storm.