PDLP Chapter 242 The Legend of Zhen Huan Original Female Lead 25
Chapter 242 The Legend of Zhen Huan Original Female Lead 25
Yinzhen sat down at the desk, ground ink and picked up a brush, wanting to write an inscription for the painting.
He thought for a long time, but still couldn't find the right words to express his deep affection for Chu Huan.
In the end, he only wrote two words in the upper right corner of the scroll - "Huan Meng".
These two words are the most true portrayal of his feelings for Chu Huan, and also the most sincere desire in his heart.
He hoped that this painting would accompany him forever, just like Chu Huan would always be by his side.
He also hoped that one day, he could grow old with Chu Huan and spend the rest of his life together, instead of being confined to this cold palace, missing her by looking at her portrait.
Yinzhen stood up, walked to the window, and looked up at the night sky.
The stars were twinkling, the moonlight was silver, just like his mood at the moment, peaceful and calm. He knew that Chu Hua was like the bright moon in the sky, although out of reach, it always illuminated his life.
He prayed silently, hoping that God would bless them and allow their love to blossom and bear fruit and never separate.
As night falls, the cold moonlight shines like silver gauze on the glazed tiles of the Forbidden City, glittering. Within the cold palace walls, the deep courtyard has a quiet and solemn atmosphere.
In this palace, everyone abides by their own rules and destiny. Only the wind understands freedom and travels through high walls and deep courtyards without any hindrance.
Yinzhen in the study was already exhausted. He was immersed in the vast sea of memorials, but his mind involuntarily drifted to the gentle and tenacious figure deep in his memory.
On the neatly organized desk was the carefully framed painting of "Hua Meng". He looked up from time to time, his eyes revealing endless attachment and sorrow.
At this time, the world was asleep, but Chuhuan's charming face appeared in Yinzhen's dream.
The world in the dream was full of flowers and there was no intrigue in the palace, only warmth and beauty. Yinzhen met his beloved Chuhuan, and the two of them strolled in the peony field, with green grass and flying butterflies.
Chu Huan smiled, and there was no sharpness or hardship in the palace in her eyes, only pure happiness and deep affection for him.
"Yinzhen, look at this sea of peony flowers. Each one seems to be a smiling face born for me. If possible, I would like to be intoxicated in this sea of flowers forever and not care about worldly affairs."
Her words seemed to have wings, gently blowing through his heart like the wind. In his dream, he held her hand tightly, as if he wanted to hold that warmth and happiness in his palm forever.
"Huan'er, even if all the peonies in the world wither, I will let this sea of flowers in my dream last forever for you."
The happiness in the dream was as ethereal as a cloud, but so profound that he did not want to wake up.
Even though the memorials on the desk were still there after he woke up, even though the tenderness in the palace was just an illusion, he was unwilling to give up that warm attachment.
That night, the loving and affectionate moments in his dream brought Yinzhen's heart a moment of peace and joy.
"Huan'er, don't go..."
Yinzhen woke up from his sleep with the scene in his dream still vivid in his mind.
He dreamed that Chu Huan was wearing a white dress, standing in a sea of flowers, smiling at him tenderly, but when he wanted to get close to her, she gradually dissipated into the air like bubbles.
"Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?" Su Peisheng, who was on guard, heard the noise and quickly lit the candle at the bedside.
Yinzhen sat up suddenly, his forehead covered with cold sweat, he gasped for breath, and was still frightened. He looked around, and the familiar bedroom gradually brought him back to his senses. It turned out to be just a dream.
"Your Majesty, did you have a nightmare?" Su Peisheng asked cautiously.
Yinzhen did not answer, but just lifted the quilt, got out of bed, walked to the window and pushed it open.
The night outside the window was as dark as ink, and the cold wind blew away the heat on his body. He looked at the bright moon in the sky, with a lot of thoughts in his mind.
He thought of his encounter with Chu Huan, her every smile and frown, and the words she had said, and his heart couldn't help but feel soft.
Yinzhen stopped sleeping and started writing a letter to Chuhuan.
The gap between dreams and reality made him feel an indescribable bitterness in his heart. He wished Chu Huan was with him at this moment so that he could tell her in person about the longing and love in his dreams.
Spreading out the finest Yunmeng paper, Yinzhen's fingers gently stroked the delicate paper, as if touching Chu Hua's face.
He closed his eyes, and Chu Hua's every smile emerged in his mind. Those sweet memories brushed through his heart like a spring breeze, making the corners of his mouth unconsciously curl up with a gentle smile.
He picked up the brush and dipped it in ink, and the rich ink spread on the rice paper, just like his surging emotions at the moment.
As Yinzhen put pen to paper, his thoughts flowed freely as he described the scene in his dream, with deep love and longing flowing between the lines.
Huan Er is very happy to see you:
It's late at night and the wind is blowing outside the window, but I can't fall asleep because of my longing for you.
I just met you in a dream. You were wearing white and standing in a sea of peony flowers. Your smile was as bright as ever, and you looked like a fairy descending to earth.
You said that if possible, you would like to be immersed in that sea of flowers forever and not care about worldly affairs.
When I heard this, I was deeply moved.
I also hope to stay with you forever and enjoy the prosperity of the world together.
In my dream, you and I hold hands and walk in a sea of flowers. To have you accompany me in this life, what else could I ask for?
But the dream eventually ends, and when I wake up, the room is left empty and lonely, with only the cold moon outside the window to keep me company.
This person is like a dream, unforgettable day and night. I pick up the pen to write down what is in my mind, and only wish to entrust my longing for him on this thin piece of letter.
I hope to meet you soon so that I can relieve my pain of missing you.
To my beloved Chuhuan, handwritten.
Yinzhen folded the letter and handed it to Su Peisheng with a hint of anticipation in his tone.
"Send it to Niu Hulu's mansion as soon as possible, and make sure to hand it over to Chu Hua personally."
After receiving the order, Su Peisheng quickly left the bedroom, while Yinzhen tidied his clothes and went to the main hall to attend court.
The concubines in various palaces talked about it privately, complaining that Shen Meizhuang had withheld their monthly wages, saying that she was too harsh and had cut their daily expenses.
The palace maids and eunuchs in each palace were also talking and complaining.
"This Concubine Shen is really going too far. She has deducted our monthly allowance. How can we live like this?"
"That's right. I heard that even the ingredients in the imperial kitchen have been reduced. What are we going to eat in the future?"
"What can we do? The salaries of us palace maids and eunuchs are already low. If they are further deducted, our lives will be even more difficult."
In Concubine Hua's palace, the table full of vegetarian dishes looked particularly cold under the light of the flickering candles.
In the past, she always used feasts to show off her nobility and taste. Every dish was carefully prepared, showing her pride and luxury.
But now, these vegetarian dishes are not only bland in color, but also have nothing like her usual delicacies.
Her palace maids stood by, not daring to make a sound.