After saying that, the emperor took Wen Yuan and left without even looking at Zhen Huan.
Wen Yuan saw that the emperor's face turned blue and he was in a bad mood.
Wen Yuan followed the emperor onto the chariot, released his hold on the emperor's hand, and said nothing. She was not willing to comfort him. Promising that year would have harmed her. But seeing that the emperor was so angry at handling Nian's promise, she was furious. Nian was so vicious and would not regret his death. She didn't know where the emperor's filter came from, but he was still reluctant to give up until now. Haha, he asked the queen not to reply to him, maybe because she was afraid that she would feel sorry for Nian and regret it. Wen Yuan felt that he was aware of the fact, and he became more and more displeased with Yong Zheng.
Anyone else would not feel good about letting his enemy off again and again.
Yongzheng was originally very angry, feeling that Zhen Huan and Wen Yuan forced him to execute Shi Lan.
But when he found the person next to him, he sat quietly next to him, instead of chattering non-stop or hugging him as intimately as when he came. There was still an unhappy look on her face, and he thought she was angrier than him. It was bulging like a delicate kitten, cute and pitiful.
Yong Zheng took Wenyuan's little hand and said, "Why are you so petty? I just..."
Wen Yuan dodged his hand and interrupted him.
Wen Yuan: "I just have feelings for Nian Xuesong and can't bear to have her end up in such a situation."
Wen Yuan: "Is that what the emperor wants to say?"
Wen Yuan: "But that's not because Nian promised that she had done bad things. What's wrong with punishing her? She almost killed two concubines tonight, and she even insulted me at the beginning."
Wen Yuan: "The emperor is really affectionate and loyal to her. Isn't it true that the fate promised by Nian is Ming, but the fate of the concubine is not fate."
Wen Yuan: "Obviously she committed suicide on her own. The concubine and concubine were just left to the emperor to deal with according to the palace rules. This can also make the emperor angry."
The more Wen Yuan talked, the more aggrieved he became, and the more he talked, the angrier he became.
Yongzheng felt guilty and said, "When did I get angry with you?"
Wen Yuan pulled up the sleeve of her left hand, and the shocking touch on her wrist showed how much strength he had used.
Yongzheng: "Su Peisheng, go and ask the imperial physician to wait at Chuxiu Palace."
Su Peisheng: "Yes, Your Majesty."
Su Peisheng thought as he walked, feeling that this noble Qi was more favored by the emperor than the concubine who looked like Queen Chunyuan. It’s just Jin Xi…
The last time I went to see Jin Xi, I heard the conversation between Jin Xi and Zhen Huan, and found out that Jin Xi didn't like him and only approached him because he was the chief eunuch of Qianqing Palace. He woke up at that time and gradually moved away from Sui Yuxuan.
Forget it, everyone has his own way, the most important thing is the emperor.
Yong Zheng held her little hand with a distressed look on his face. Forget it, it was her own fault that Nian ended up like this. He had tolerated her many times and had wronged others many times. There is no point in paying off the love debt he owes her. He'd better not be too biased. What happened last time is still fresh in his mind. If he still feels indebted to Nian Shilan this time, someone might be furious.
Yong Zheng coaxed in a low voice: "Yuan'er, it's my fault this time. I promise this is the last time I'll be angry for Nian Shilan. Don't be angry, okay?"
When Yongzheng saw Wen Yuan, he still ignored him.
Yongzheng: "You are not beautiful when you are angry."
Wen Yuan was instantly furious.
Wen Yuan: "You are talking nonsense. I am the prettiest even when I am angry."
Yongzheng: "Well, Yuan'er is the most beautiful."
Wen Yuan saw that the emperor's eyes were full of her, his eyes were sincere and contained infinite affection.
Wen Yuan: "Well, of course!"
When Wen Yuan saw him praising her, she reluctantly forgave him. Then she returned to her previous posture.
After arriving at Chuxiu Palace, after washing up, Wen Yuan applied medicine on his hands. Yongzheng took her into the inner room, put his arms around her waist, and fell asleep with his head on the side of her neck. Wen Yuan was also very tired and fell asleep after a while.
The next day, the queen found out the whole thing and ordered Nian to die.
Nian didn't want to die, she wanted the emperor's decree to do so. After Zhen Huan heard about it, she went to Yikun Palace and said something. After that, Nian hit the wall and died. After the emperor heard about it in Yangxin Hall, he was a little shocked, but there was no other special expression.
Recently, there have been more rumors against Zhen Huan in the palace, saying that she is vicious, and the emperor has not been to Broken Yuxuan for a long time. Zhen Huan was mentally and physically hurt at the moment, and she looked haggard.
Shen Meizhuang came to Suiyuxuan to find Zhen Huan. When he saw her like this, he asked worriedly.
Shen Meizhuang: "Huan'er, why have you become so haggard?"
Zhen Huan: "Sister Mei, the emperor has never come to Suiyuxuan since that night. Does the emperor dislike me?"
Shen Meizhuang saw a frustrated look on Zhen Huan's face. Zhen Huan, who used to be so noble and beautiful, had now become like this, and she felt uncomfortable.
Shen Meizhuang: "Huan'er, you have to cheer up. Otherwise, the harem will belong to that chess nobleman."
Shen Meizhuang feels that Huan'er is the only one who has the ability to compete with Qi Guiren for favor.
Nowadays, the emperor only invites chess nobles to attend his bed, which is even more shocking than before when Zhen Huan was the sole favored one. The Emperor also has affection for Huan'er, but if Huan'er continues like this, then...
Zhen Huan also figured out her current situation.
Zhen Huan: "Sister Mei, don't worry."
After that, Zhen Huan took her medicine on time, and after a while her face became radiant, as beautiful as ever.
Zhen Huan felt that the emperor liked Qi Guiren's good looks for a while, and the emperor would come to see her after a while. After all, Qi Guiren's temperament cannot keep the emperor, and the emperor loves gentle women who are both talented and beautiful.
But Zhen Huan waited and waited, but she couldn't wait for the emperor.
Zhen Huan asked Jin Xi to find Su Peisheng to inquire about the emperor's whereabouts.
Jin Xi: "My young master, Eunuch Su said that he did not dare to disclose the emperor's whereabouts."
Jin Xi: "Eunuch Su has not been as friendly to slaves as he used to be recently." Jin Xi was a little uneasy. She didn't like Su Peisheng, but she got a lot of benefits from Su Peisheng's love. She felt bad about losing him for a while.
Zhen Huan feels that Su Peisheng likes Jin Xi, and as long as Jin Xi is around, Su Peisheng will definitely be on her side. So she has been very good to Jinxi over the years. She didn't expect that Su Peisheng would change his mind.
Zhen Huan: "Jin Xi, you have been cultivating a relationship with Eunuch Su recently."
Jin Xi didn't want to go, but her master had spoken, so she had no choice but to go.
Su Peisheng used to hope Jin Xi would treat him like this, but now he feels it's unnecessary. He didn't want the emperor to misunderstand, so he quickly made it clear to Jin Xi that he would not talk about matters involving the emperor. Let her go back. After all, she came to him to inquire about the emperor, so he rejected her idea. At the same time, he complained that Zhen Huan was unscrupulous and wanted to win over the royal manager.
Su Peisheng couldn't get through, so Zhen Huan went to the Imperial Garden to try her luck on the road that the emperor must pass through Chuxiu Palace. It turns out that Zhen Huan is indeed lucky.
At this moment, Yongzheng was rushing to Chuxiu Palace in a hurry. Because he was a little late in approving the memorial, a little later than usual. He was afraid that Wenyuan would be hungry while waiting for her to eat, and he was also afraid that she would be angry.
