The Legend of Zhen Huan: Year after year, we share the spring breeze

Chapter 234 Disappointment

In the Suiyu Pavilion, Zhen Huan had already changed into her wedding attire. She stood gracefully before the bronze mirror, admiring her attire with great joy.

The color of this auspicious dress is elegant and luxurious dark red. It is made of the finest Shu brocade. It is embroidered with large areas of complex and exquisite patterns, which makes her face look even more charming and beautiful.

Huanbi helped her straighten the hem of her dress while exclaiming, "My Lady, this dress is so beautiful! It looks like it was tailor-made for you!"

As Zhen Huan put on the armor, she said, "This dress looks like what the Empress wore when she was a concubine!"

"The Queen's clothes, although a little old, are still very beautiful!"

Jin Xi looked at her from behind and saw the shadow in the deepest part of her memory.

In an instant, she felt the world spinning and her vision went black. She bit her tongue cruelly, and a sharp pain came over her. Only then did her thoughts slowly come together. Her voice trembled slightly, "Your Majesty, it's still early. I'm afraid the Queen hasn't gotten up yet. Why don't you go later?"

Zhen Huan said calmly, "It's okay. Today is the day I'm crowned my concubine. It won't hurt to wait a little longer."

Her face was filled with a happy smile and her eyes were full of anticipation.

Being pampered, having status, having children, it is the peak moment of life.

"Your Majesty, you are pregnant and cannot overwork. You should rest in the palace first and go later!" Jin Xi was anxious and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead.

"Jinxi, something is wrong with you today. All the servants in the palace are so happy, but you don't even have a smile on your face!" Zhen Huan turned around and looked at Jinxi in confusion.

Jin Xi quickly revealed a brilliant smile, but it seemed forced. "Your Majesty, I am extremely happy that you have been crowned a consort. However, your attire today is a little inappropriate. Why don't I borrow the auspicious dress of Consort Jing?"

"It's too late!" Zhen Huan frowned. "I borrowed the auspicious dress for my ordination as a concubine. It's obvious that there are examples of this in the palace. It's okay to borrow this one now."

As the two were talking, An Lingrong finally appeared at the door of Suiyuxuan.

The moment he saw her, Jin Xi felt like he had met a relative, and his tense nerves relaxed instantly.

She quickly came to An Lingrong's side, her eyes filled with anxiety: "My lady, that dress..."

"I understand!" An Lingrong said calmly, then stepped into the main hall without stopping and said directly: "Sister, this dress is not good, take it off quickly, I have asked Xiao Luzi to borrow Concubine Jing's clothes!"

After saying this, without waiting for Zhen Huan to speak, she directly ordered: "Jingxi and Huanbi, quickly help your sister change clothes. Xiao Luzi will be here soon."

Before he finished speaking, Xiao Luzi's voice came from outside the door: "My lady, I have brought back the auspicious clothes!"

Jin Xi hurriedly walked out of the hall, and came in a moment later carrying a tray with a dark green auspicious dress on it.

Since Concubine Jing had just been ordained as a concubine, this auspicious dress was still very new, but compared to the one worn by Zhen Huan, the materials and workmanship were inferior.

Zhen Huan took a step back, avoiding the hands of Huanbi and Jinxi, her eyes full of confusion: "Why can't I wear this dress? Since I can borrow Concubine Jing's clothes, why can't I borrow this dress?"

"There's no time left. I'll explain it to you later."

As An Lingrong spoke, she stepped forward and prepared to help Zhen Huan unbutton her clothes.

Zhen Huan held her hand and asked, "What's going on?"

"Sister, you told me when we first met that you wouldn't ask about things I didn't want to talk about." An Lingrong's eyes were filled with complex emotions.

"I don't have to ask about other things, but this matter is related to me, and I want to know." Zhen Huan stared at An Lingrong with burning eyes, as if she wanted to see through her.

Their eyes met, like two intertwined lightning bolts, neither willing to give in. Zhen Huan's gaze was sharp and persistent, while An Lingrong's was evasive and struggling.

"I can feel that you and Sister Mei have always wanted to say something to me these days, but you have been hesitant and have never said it. Rong'er, I want to know!" Zhen Huan raised her voice, her tone full of determination that could not be refused.

After hearing what Zhen Huan said, An Lingrong still stared at her closely, with hesitation and uneasiness switching back and forth in her eyes.

"Rong'er, I want to know!" Zhen Huan repeated, her voice trembling.

Seeing that she still didn't speak, Zhen Huan called out for the third time, "Rong'er!"

Can't stop it!

An Lingrong sighed in her heart, and her tense body slowly relaxed.

She lowered her eyes slightly, avoiding Zhen Huan's fiery gaze, and said slowly: "This is Queen Chunyuan's clothes."

The sound was so light that it seemed like it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

Hearing the words "Queen Chunyuan", Zhen Huan's breathing suddenly became heavy, her body swayed, and she slowly sat back on the couch. Her thoughts were flying, and after a while, she figured out the whole incident!

"Someone deliberately destroyed my wedding attire!"

"Yes!"

"Just so I can wear this dress."

"Yes!"

"What would happen if I wore it?"

"The Emperor will be angry and think you have offended Queen Chunyuan."

"What else?" Zhen Huan's eyes were as sharp as torches, unwilling to miss any subtle expression on An Lingrong's face.

An Lingrong stopped talking, her lips tightly pursed, her face pale.

The palace fell into a strange silence, as if even time had stopped at this moment. Only Zhen Huan's heavy breathing was particularly clear in this silence.

"If it's just to make me be accused of offending Queen Chunyuan, it's not worth mobilizing so many troops, right?"

Zhen Huan keenly sensed that something was wrong.

"Anything else?" Zhen Huan raised her voice, with a hint of pressure in her tone.

An Lingrong remained silent, twisting her handkerchief in her hands, cold sweat breaking out on her forehead.

"Rong'er..." Zhen Huan's voice softened, with a hint of pleading.

"Sister, wait until you give birth to a child..."

It was this sentence again, and Zhen Huan instantly thought of Concubine Duan, and remembered that An Lingrong said the same sentence in the daytime.

Considering An Lingrong Jinxi's abnormal behavior in recent days, she remembered Shen Meizhuang's words: Perhaps the emperor saw the shadow of Queen Chunyuan in you?

If that's the case, then everything can be explained!

Zhen Huan's face turned pale, her body trembled slightly, and she struggled to utter a few words: "I look like Queen Chunyuan, don't I?"

"Su Ye, Su Ye." An Lingrong shouted.

Su Ye had been guarding outside the hall, and immediately ran in upon hearing the words.

After taking his pulse, he heaved a sigh of relief, "It's all right, it's all right, Madam, please don't get too excited!"

The heavy stone in An Lingrong's heart finally fell to the ground. She was worthy of being the heroine, and she could still remain calm at this time.

If she had known this would happen, she would have told him about it earlier, and she would have saved herself from being anxious for so many days.

However, what Zhen Huan said next made her unable to believe her ears.