Chapter 219 When Everyone is Reborn: The Legend of Zhen Huan - The Harem Dragon Slayer Chapter 2
"So...this is a storybook written by Zhen Huan, right?"
Yixiu glanced at Nian Shilan, who was rambling incoherently, and didn't want to say anything.
"What's with that look? Am I wrong?"
To outsiders, Consort Hua, who appeared to be seriously ill and bedridden, suddenly sat up, looking healthier than anyone else.
"Look at her, bathing in hot springs and enjoying the red candles in the harem. She was promoted to Noble Lady before even serving the Emperor, and then served him for seven consecutive days, making all the other women in the harem look down on her... This treatment, tsk tsk tsk... I don't believe this world isn't Zhen Huan's fantasy."
"Alright, isn't it good that someone's helping you deal with him?"
Yixiu spoke indifferently, showing no concern for Zhen Huan's favor with the emperor.
“That’s true,” Nian Shilan nodded, her face showing disgust for the fat orange cat. “Look how blind the original owner was, how could he not see through his perfunctory attitude at all?”
Because she didn't want to serve the emperor, Nian Shilan, with Yixiu's help, pretended to be sick. Wuya and Da Pangju also thought that her poor health was caused by the constant burning of Huanyi Incense, so they didn't suspect anything.
However, this did not stop the burning of the Joyful Incense in Yikun Palace.
Despite not serving the emperor in bed, Nian Shilan still imitated the original owner's infatuation, dragging the fat orange cat to the palace for meals during the day, mainly to let him smell the good things in the restaurant.
But as the new concubines entered the palace, Da Pang Ju noticed that Zhen Huan, the "pure Yuan figurine," was becoming increasingly perfunctory in her attitude towards dining at Yikun Palace.
"Tsk, how long will this incense have to burn before it works? I don't want to see him for another second."
Upon hearing this question, Yixiu showed a rare emotional fluctuation. He rubbed his temples and sighed helplessly, "Hongshi here... he's really all looks and no brains..."
Having served as Empress and Empress Dowager for her entire life, and having witnessed the diligent efforts of Yinzhen and Honghui in protecting the Qing Dynasty, with Yinzhen even sacrificing his life for it, Yixiu still cared deeply about the country and its people.
She didn't want the death of the chubby orange cat to affect the court, so she planned to assess Hongshi's abilities and help him ascend the throne. However, she never expected that the Hongshi of this world was the same height, but completely lacked intelligence. If he were to become emperor, the Qing dynasty wouldn't last long.
"Tch," Nian Shilan shook her head. "If you ask me, you're just worrying too much. Hongshi may not be up to it, but you can be. Let him be a puppet emperor, and you can be the Empress Dowager in power."
Nian Shilan's words struck Yixiu like a thunderbolt. She was stunned for a moment, but quickly understood. Yes, as someone whose husband and son were both excellent emperors, her governing skills were far superior to those of Da Pang Ju and Hongshi combined. It wouldn't be a problem for her to take over.
“That makes sense. Then let’s speed things up. Consort Wan is favored, so it’s only right that the Emperor enjoys some good things.”
Yixiu was not one to hesitate. Once he made up his mind, he decided to start with Zhen Huan's two chubby oranges. After all, he didn't like coming to Yikun Palace and Jingren Palace anymore, and the Huan Yi Xiang and old duck soup were still a bit slow.
“That’s more like it…” Nian Shilan rarely showed a smile, her eyes filled with anticipation.
...
With the Empress out of favor and the favored Consort Hua falling ill, the harem suddenly became the domain of newcomers. First, Consort Shen gained favor, receiving a room full of green chrysanthemums from the Emperor and being asked to learn household management from the Empress; then Consort Wan rose to prominence and enjoyed enduring favor.
During the summer trip to the Yuanmingyuan, these two naturally accompanied the emperor and also took An Ying with them. The three of them formed a powerful force and were unparalleled in their prominence for a time.
Unfortunately, Consort Shen was stripped of her title and confined to the Leisure Moon Pavilion because of the "false pregnancy" incident, and outsiders were not allowed to visit her.
Late at night, Shen Meizhuang lay alone in bed, silently shedding tears.
Caiyue cautiously stepped forward and said, "My lady, Consort An has arrived and wishes to see you."
“Lingrong…” Shen Meizhuang turned her head, a hint of expectation in her eyes, “Please invite her in.”
"yes."
The door was quietly opened, and a frail-looking woman wearing a cloak walked in. Looking at Shen Meizhuang, who was leaning against the bed with tears in her eyes, she softly called out, "Sister."
"Lingrong, is it really you?"
"It's me, sister."
Caiyue was a little confused as she watched the two of them hugging and crying. When did their mistress and Consort An become so close? But since it was rare for someone to comfort their mistress, she didn't say much and quietly went out to guard the door for the two of them.
There was no one else in the room. Shen Meizhuang wiped away her tears and asked, "Lingrong, when did you arrive?"
“Moyaqi gave birth to another child. After I saw her, I went back to the palace and woke up here. I heard about the false pregnancy and wondered if my sister had come too, so I rushed over to see her.”
An Lingrong gazed at Shen Meizhuang, her eyes filled with longing. Meizhuang had passed away three years before her; she never imagined they would have such an opportunity to return to their youth.
This world is just too strange. The Emperor… isn’t the real Emperor, and everything else has changed. Zhen Huan, however, remains the same proud Zhen Huan from the beginning, while Cao Qinmo is still that venomous snake.
The fake pregnancy was clearly orchestrated by Cao Qinmo behind Fei Yunyan's back. Fei Yunyan is truly a double-edged sword, no matter the world she's in.
“Moyaqi…”
Upon hearing An Lingrong mention her daughter, Shen Meizhuang couldn't help but smile, but quickly suppressed it, looking at her solemnly: "Lingrong, this world is too absurd... He is not the Emperor..."
Shen Meizhuang's feelings for Yinzhen were genuine, so she couldn't tolerate anyone using Yinzhen's name to tarnish his reputation.
“He is not.” An Lingrong gripped Shen Meizhuang’s hand slightly. Such a dignified and upright person could not be replaced by this fat orange.
"Now I'm trapped here, and you're being ignored. What are we going to do?"
Having already received all the memories, Shen Meizhuang was very worried about An Lingrong, who was unwilling to serve the emperor. Even with limited contact, she could see through the fat orange's outward strength but inner weakness. With her family backing her, her future wouldn't be too difficult, but Lingrong was a different story.
"Don't worry, sister," An Lingrong said reassuringly, recalling the suspicious points in her memory. "I think the Empress and Consort Hua here also seem to have some issues, perhaps like us..."
"You mean..."
Shen Meizhuang was somewhat surprised and uncertain, "If the Empress and Consort Hua also came, then..." How did Big Fat Orange survive? She is trapped and powerless now, but those two shouldn't have survived, right?
"Sister, don't be impatient. Let me go and test the waters."
Be careful.
"Yes, I will."
An Lingrong nodded. If the Empress and Consort Hua came, she would lend them a hand. If they didn't come, she would do it herself; all those years of preparing spices hadn't been for nothing.
She thought she must have fallen for the Emperor, so she absolutely couldn't tolerate someone using the Emperor's name to continue parading around. Big Fat Orange, he's doomed.
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