Legend of Zhen Huan: Zhen Huan is reborn

072 Lotus Picking Song

In mid-July, a long-awaited rain finally fell on the earth, as if God was touched by the deep calls of the people, and as if responding to the sincere prayers of the emperor and the empress. This sudden rain, like a melodious piece of music, brought vitality to the earth.

The raindrops are fine and long, gently brushing across the dry land, moistening every inch of skin that is thirsty for moisture.

After a long drought, all things come back to life. The tender green seedlings in the fields straighten up under the nourishment of the rain, greedily absorbing this gift from the sky.

The river has regained its vitality, and the sound of gurgling water and rain interweave into a cheerful symphony, echoing across the vast wilderness.

People walked out of their homes one after another, with long-lost smiles on their faces. They looked up at the gray sky, their hearts filled with gratitude and joy.

This rain not only alleviated the long-term drought, but also seemed to wash away the dust in people's hearts, bringing hope and peace.

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On the beautiful Changfangzhou by the Taiye Lake, the pleasant sound of orchestral music echoes melodiously on the Qionghua Island. The melody is like the sound of nature, which is refreshing and pleasant.

In order to dispel the sorrow caused by the loss of her beloved son by Noble Lady Fucha, Yixiu carefully prepared a banquet and entertained all the concubines at this place, intending to heal Yinzhen's emotional trauma with singing and laughter.

(Guanlan Hall)

Sitting in the middle were Yixiu and Yinzhen, the two sharing the core position of the banquet.

On the right are Zhen Huan, An Lingrong, Shen Meizhuang and Feng Ruozhao. They are either dignified or gentle, each exuding a unique temperament.

On the left, Cao Qinmo, Lu Yingfeng and Fang Chunyi sat together, with smiles on their faces as they talked.

It is worth noting that even Li Jingyan, who rarely appears in public on weekdays, was among them. This might be exactly what Yixiu meant, as she specially invited him out from his quiet place to add to the liveliness and harmony of the banquet.

"Your Majesty, I have specially asked the inner court to compose a new song and dance, and I would like to present it to Your Majesty to add to your entertainment." Yixiu said gently.

Yinzhen glanced at Zhen Huan, then turned to Yixiu and said gently, "Thank you for your concern, Queen."

"I am well aware that the emperor is upset because of the matter of Noble Lady Fucha, so I have ordered people to make careful preparations, hoping to ease your majesty's worries a little." Yixiu's words were full of concern.

"How is Noble Lady Fucha doing now?" Yinzhen asked with concern.

Yixiu looked worried and sighed, "She is still the same, but fortunately, Doctor Xu is doing his best to treat her. I believe she will get better soon."

Yinzhen nodded when he heard this, and Zhen Huan used tea instead of wine to raise her cup to Yinzhen. Yinzhen drank it readily and said with a smile: "Since the queen is so kind, how can I refuse, please start."

"As you wish." Yixiu responded, and then ordered Jianqiu to summon the singing and dancing performers.

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A small boat is floating leisurely on the vast blue lake. A beautiful lady is standing gracefully among the soft branches of the willow trees on the shore. She is wearing a emerald green cheongsam. She seems to blend in with the surrounding greenery, or like a touch of agility standing alone in the natural painting.

The cheongsam swayed gently in the wind, outlining her graceful figure, which was as graceful and elegant as if she were a fairy descending to earth.

Then, a clear and melodious song flowed from the woman's lips, penetrating the tranquility of the lake. It was melodious and graceful, like the sound of nature, gentle yet with a bit of unspeakable sorrow, making people forget their worries and feel relaxed and happy.

The singing hovered over the lake, weaving together with the sparkling water and gently swaying willow branches to create a breathtaking scene.

"Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan

Lotus Leaf He Tian Tian

There are two carps

Playing in the Blue Waves

Fish playing on lotus leaves

Fish Playing on Lotus Leaves

Whose girl is deep in the lotus leaves?

Throwing a lotus across the water

......"

Hearing this plaintive and touching song, Yinzhen couldn't help but be captivated by it. A hint of surprise and admiration flashed across his eyes, as if he was deeply attracted by this sudden beautiful melody, and even his eyes seemed to be fixed on the direction where the song came from.

Yixiu quietly caught Yinzhen's reaction from the side, and a barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, secretly proud of her own arrangement.

Zhen Huan's eyes were sharp and deep. In just a moment, she seemed to see through the deep meaning behind Yi Xiu's action.

She turned her head to look at An Lingrong beside her, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, as if she was thinking about something.

Shen Meizhuang's voice sounded at the right time, with some admiration: "I listened to this woman's singing voice, it is also a good piece. Compared with Rong'er, it has a different flavor."

Zhen Huan shook her head slightly, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, but her tone was firm: "Sister Mei is wrong. Although this singing voice is skillful, it lacks Rong Er's unique emotion and charm. The beauty of singing lies not only in the purity of the tone and the exquisiteness of the technique, but also in the emotion and soul contained in it."

Zhen Huan's words were like a reassurance pill, calming An Lingrong's anxiety and restlessness.

Shen Meizhuang smiled even more brightly when she heard this. She looked at Zhen Huan tenderly, her eyes full of recognition and admiration for her friend: "Huan'er is right. Rong'er's singing voice is truly heavenly and no one can match it."

After saying this, she gently patted the back of An Lingrong's hand, an action full of intimacy and encouragement.

An Lingrong felt Shen Meizhuang's care and affirmation, and a warm feeling surged in her heart. She looked up at Shen Meizhuang, her eyes flashing with gratitude and joy.

The two smiled at each other. No words were needed. The deep sisterhood between them was evident.

At this time, Yixiu smiled and whispered: "Although this singing voice has not reached its peak, it is already 60% to 70% similar, which is really rare."

Her words revealed her recognition of the woman's talent, but also seemed to imply a deeper meaning.

Upon hearing this, Yinzhen's expression dimmed slightly. After a moment of distraction, his eyes focused on the woman again, as if he saw a distant figure through her.

He whispered to himself, his tone full of nostalgia and emotion: "It is indeed precious, but in the end, no one in the world can compare to her."

This sentence is not only an affirmation of the woman's talent, but also a deep remembrance of the irreplaceable person in her heart.

When Empress Yixiu saw this, her eyes dimmed and the smile on her lips gradually froze.

She turned her head and looked forward, no longer speaking, her eyes revealing complex emotions.

"Why does this person cover his face with a veil? It really makes people think about it." Fang Chunyi lowered his voice, with a hint of curiosity and confusion.

Hearing this, Lu Yingfeng smiled lightly, with a bit of disdain and casualness in his tone: "It's nothing more than some tricks to add some mystery and attract everyone's attention."

Cao Qinmo, on the other hand, gently held Princess Wen Yi in her arms, gazing ahead with soft eyes and a faint smile on her lips.