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Chapter 573 The Legend of Zhen Huan An Lingrong 30

"Did the emperor really go to Yongshou Palace tonight?" Concubine Hua asked gritting her teeth, with a hint of disbelief in her tone.

Songzhi answered cautiously: "In reply to your Majesty, I saw with my own eyes that the Emperor went to Yongshou Palace, and... and..."

"And what? Tell me quickly!" Hua Fei's patience had reached its limit.

"And after the emperor went in, he never came out again..." Songzhi's voice became smaller and smaller, almost inaudible.

With a "bang", the teacup in Hua Fei's hand fell to the ground, and the fragments flew everywhere, just like her mood at the moment, shattered.

"An Lingrong! You bitch!" Hua Fei roared, her voice filled with jealousy and hatred.

"I will never let you go!"

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Zhen Huan woke up from the darkness and found herself in the Sui Yu Xuan. What happened? Wasn't she in Shou Kang Palace?

Zhen Huan suddenly sat up from the bed, her heart beating like a drum. The familiar carved bed curtains, the familiar sandalwood scent, everything was so... strange and familiar. This was not Shoukang Palace, but Suiyuxuan, where she lived when she first entered the palace.

She subconsciously reached out and touched her face. It was smooth and delicate, without the wrinkles of the Empress Dowager of Shoukang Palace. She opened the quilt, jumped out of bed, and walked to the bronze mirror. In the mirror was reflected a young face, with picturesque eyebrows and skin whiter than snow. It was exactly what she looked like when she was young!

"This...what on earth is going on?" Zhen Huan muttered to herself, a chill running from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. She clearly remembered that she had died of old age, lying on the phoenix couch in Shoukang Palace, listening to the sad cries, how come she was back to Suiyuxuan in the blink of an eye?

"My lady, are you awake?" A clear voice interrupted her thoughts. Zhen Huan turned around and saw Huanbi and Liuzhu standing at the door, looking at her with surprise.

Huanbi? Liuzhu? Aren't they all dead? But now they are standing in front of her alive, as if nothing had ever happened.

Zhen Huan's mind was in a mess, like thousands of threads tangled together, unable to find a clue. She pinched her thigh hard, and a sharp pain came, telling her that this was not a dream.

"My lady, what's wrong with you?" Seeing that she was pale and looked panicked, Liu Zhu hurried forward to support her.

"I... I'm fine." Zhen Huan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down. She looked around, everything was so real, yet so unreal.

"My Lord, are you having a nightmare?"

Huanbi asked with concern: "I'll go get you a cup of tea."

Zhen Huan nodded and let Liu Zhu help her back to the bed and sit down. She looked at Liu Zhu and Huan Bi busying around, feeling mixed emotions.

If all this is true, if she really goes back to the past, then she must change their fate, protect them and prevent tragedy from happening again.

"My lady, have some tea." Huanbi came over with a cup of hot tea and handed it to her.

Zhen Huan took the teacup and took a sip. The fragrance of the tea gradually cleared her chaotic thoughts. She looked at Huanbi, and a complicated light flashed in her eyes.

"Huanbi," she said slowly, "Do you hate me?"

Huanbi was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting her to ask this question suddenly. She lowered her head, bit her lips, and said nothing.

Zhen Huan knew that Huanbi had always been resentful of her because they were half sisters, but one was in heaven and the other was in hell. She enjoyed wealth and splendor, while Huanbi could only be her maid, silently giving but not getting the due return.

Huanbi lowered her eyes, her thick eyelashes hiding the complex emotions in her eyes. Her slender fingers tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, her knuckles turning white.

"No, my lady has been so kind to me, how could I hate you?" Her voice was soft, but trembling slightly, as if she was trying hard to suppress something.

Zhen Huan felt mixed emotions when she saw her like this. She knew Huanbi's forbearance and disguise, and she also knew the resentment buried deep in her heart.

In her previous life, Huanbi died in order to gain her own recognition and to fight for the love that did not belong to her. In this life, she will never let the tragedy happen again.

"Huanbi." Zhen Huan reached out and held her cold hand.

"We are sisters, there is no need to be so reserved. I know you have resentment and grievances in your heart, but you have to believe that I have never thought of mistreating you."

Huanbi suddenly raised her head, a hint of surprise flashed across her eyes, and then quickly dimmed.

"My lady, I dare not."

Zhen Huan held Huanbi's hand and said softly, "From now on, you and I will be sisters. There is no need to treat each other as master and servant." Huanbi nodded excitedly with tears in her eyes.

Zhen Huan looked at Liu Zhu again and took her hand: "Liu Zhu, you are also my good sister." Liu Zhu burst into laughter, and the three of them hugged each other tightly.

Zhen Huan didn't know that the harem at this time was no longer what she remembered. The once arrogant queen had now been deposed and imprisoned in the cold palace.

And the weak and timid An Lingrong who needed her protection everywhere has been transformed and is no longer the humble An Lingrong.

Within the high walls of the Forbidden City, the situation was changing and undercurrents were surging. The once-powerful Ulanara family was now a prisoner, having lost all their glory and dignity.

The concubines who once depended on the queen and obeyed her orders have now changed their allegiance and joined new forces.

An Lingrong, the little bird that once sought shelter under her wings, has now grown into a full-fledged force in the harem that cannot be ignored.

Zhen Huan held Liu Zhu's hand and walked out of the room slowly. The long-lost sunshine sprinkled on her face, warm, but it could not dispel the inexplicable uneasiness in her heart. She took a deep breath and tried to adapt herself to this life after "rebirth".

"My lady, where are we going?" Liu Zhu asked cautiously, fearing to disturb Zhen Huan.

Zhen Huan hesitated for a moment and said, "Go pay your respects to the Queen." Even though her memory was confused, she still remembered the rules of the harem.

Now that the weather is warm, I think it's time for her to sleep with the emperor.

"The Queen? The Queen was deposed? My dear, have you forgotten?"

Liu Zhu's words were like a thunderclap, exploding in Zhen Huan's ears.

Empress? Deposed? How is this possible? In his memory, Empress Yixiu had always been the head of the harem, and even when he was in great favor later, she had never wavered in the slightest.

"Liu Zhu, what are you talking about?" Zhen Huan's voice trembled slightly. She held on to the door frame and barely managed to stand firm.

Liuzhu and Huanbi looked at each other and saw worry in each other's eyes.

Huanbi stepped forward and whispered, "My lady, the Empress...she has been deposed by the Emperor and imprisoned in the cold palace."

Zhen Huan staggered and her face turned pale instantly. If Liu Zhu hadn't been quick to catch her, she would have collapsed to the ground. "Impossible... This is impossible..." She muttered to herself, as if she had lost her soul.