sjar Chapter 484 Achieving Good Things
Chapter 484 Achieving Good Things
Zhen Huan hugged the emperor tightly back.
"Nothing matters, Huanhuan just wants Silang to be here. Silang, I'm so afraid that I'll never see you again in this life, and Longyue, our Longyue."
The emperor gently sniffed the elegant jasmine scent in her hair and comforted her in a gentle voice.
"Longyue is very good. You have no idea how well-behaved and cute she is. Concubine Hui loves her very much. Even though she is pregnant now, she still puts Longyue first. It's a pity that I can't bring her out to see you."
Huipin cared for Longyue as if she were the apple of her eye, rarely allowing her to come into contact with outsiders, let alone taking Longyue out of the palace.
The emperor didn't need to send anyone to convey the message, he knew that Concubine Hui would kneel outside the Yangxin Palace for a long time.
Now that she is pregnant, the emperor doesn't want to make her unhappy.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your love for Longyue. Sister Mei is a good person. Huanhuan has been suffering from a long illness and has been suffering in Ganlu Temple. Isn't this retribution for her willful and stubborn behavior back then?"
Zhen Huan was filled with emotion, her voice choked with sobs.
"Although Huanhuan has left the Forbidden City, everyone in her heart is still thinking about the people in the Forbidden City."
"I heard that the Empress had come to Ganlu Temple to burn incense. I didn't even dare to ask about Silang's recent situation, for fear that someone would tell me that Silang had a new partner and had completely forgotten about Huanhuan."
"Hanhuan can only recite the sutra a hundred times every day, praying for the health and happiness of Silang and Longyue. Now that I can meet Silang again, it is the blessing of my life."
The Emperor was pleased with Zhen Huan's display of weakness. "You've learned your lesson from the past. If you hadn't left the palace for three years, how would I have known I was so concerned about you?"
"Silang's affection is so deep and sincere, Huanhuan feels even more ashamed."
Zhen Huan buried her head in the emperor's chest, tears welling up in her eyes.
From the moment the emperor set foot on Lingyun Peak, there was no turning back.
For Yunli, the baby in her womb and her family, she cannot have any hesitation.
"Do you know how much has happened in the palace over the years? Yunli unfortunately had an accident, and I don't even have anyone to say a kind word to."
The emperor noticed that the hand on his waist tightened for a moment and asked hurriedly.
"Hanhuan, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
Zhen Huan, who had regained consciousness instantly, shook her head. "Huan Huan just thought about how unpredictable things are in life, which makes me cherish the present even more."
"You! After you left, I went to Suiyuxuan once. You took nothing with you except Chang Xiangsi. Even this hairpin was left on the dressing table."
Zhen Huan's eyes fell on the rose hairpin and did not move away for a long time.
"Chang Xiangsi was given to me by the Emperor himself. Besides this, what other possessions can Huanhuan not give up?"
"Longing for You" and "Staying Together Forever" were a pair of tokens of love crafted by the late emperor for Concubine Shu. The late emperor kept the zither for himself, while the jade flute was taken out of the palace by Concubine Shu and naturally passed on to Yunli.
Because of her longing for him, she got acquainted with Concubine Shu, and then met and fell in love with Yunli.
It turns out that their fate was already destined, but why did Yunli leave so early?
The tears that had just been controlled began to fall again, dripping onto the emperor's hands, burning him and making him feel very uncomfortable.
"Hanhuan, I once ordered you to abandon your clothes and become a nun. Now, are you dressing up again for me?"
The emperor ignored Zhen Huan's wishes and directly inserted the rose hairpin into her hair.
"Hanhuan agrees to whatever Silang says."
Zhen Huan blushed and lowered her head. She clearly noticed that the emperor was aroused, but why didn't he touch her?
Could it be that as Gao Changjin said, he came to Ganlu Temple to pray for blessings?
When Zhen Huan thought about the emperor being afraid of this quiet place, she felt so uncomfortable that she felt like vomiting.
"Silang has been here for so long, but he hasn't offered any tea. Is it Huanhuan's fault?"
After she finished speaking, she stood up and exchanged glances with Cui Jinxi who was guarding outside the door.
"Quickly make a cup of the wild tea I picked in the mountains for His Majesty to taste!"
"Hanhuan, you even went to the mountains to pick wild tea yourself? I must try it."
Zhen Huan turned around and explained with a smile, "Silang, this wild tea from the mountains has a rich flavor. Huan Huan knows you like strong-flavored tea, so I stored some."
"I didn't expect it would come in handy today. If Shilang hadn't come, I'm afraid this tea would never see anyone appreciate it."
"You are so thoughtful. I will definitely bring a jar with me when I return to the palace."
The emperor didn't expect that Zhen Huan, who had softened her temperament, could be so irresistible.
"Okay, Huanhuan will prepare it for Silang personally when the time comes."
Zhen Huan took the initiative to step forward and hold the man's hand. When she turned up her sleeves, an inconspicuous patch caught the emperor's eye.
"Hanhuan, the imperial court allocates funds to the royal temple every year, so how come they're so reluctant to even give out a nice piece of clothing?"
"Silang, Huanhuan is here to cultivate herself, how can she live a life of extravagance?"
Zhen Huan tilted her head, inadvertently revealing the patch on her collar.
"Hot tea is here, please enjoy it, Shiro."
The emperor took the tea she handed him with a sullen face, his mind full of Zhen Huan's plain clothes with many patches on them.
Zhen Huan saw the emperor absentmindedly bringing the tea to his mouth, and clenched his hands tightly at his side.
She prayed silently in her heart: Yunli, if you are still alive, please bless the emperor not to notice anything unusual about the cup of tea. Everything I did was for our child!
Under Zhen Huan's anxious gaze, the emperor drank the tea in one gulp, despite the heat.
"Hanhuan, your tea is indeed rich and mellow. Could you pour me another cup?"
"As long as Shiro likes it, Huanhuan will go right away..."
Just as Zhen Huan was about to take the chipped porcelain teacup, the emperor pulled her into his arms.
"Hanhuan, after three years of not seeing you, you are still as beautiful as ever, captivating my heart."
As he spoke, he stood up and carried the person to the bed.
Zhen Huan gently tugged at the emperor's shirt and blew into his ear.
"Shiro, this place is not good, let's..."
Her eyes swept across the couch where the two of them had just been hugging each other.
Although this bed was not the one she and Yunli slept on on their wedding night, it was the bed where Yunli had taken a nap.
Whenever Zhen Huan thought about what she was going to do next, she felt nauseous.
She had no choice but to make such a choice, which was a betrayal of Yunli. How could she let the emperor defile the bed they had once slept in?
The emperor looked at Zhen Huan lovingly and laid her flat on the couch.
He has lived a life of conformity, so this is a novel experience for him now.
Afterwards, the Emperor caressed Zhen Huan's sweat-soaked hair lovingly, "Huan Huan, thankfully I listened to Gao Changjin and climbed Lingyun Peak today. Otherwise, how would I have known your deep affection for me?"
"Shiro, Shiro, Shiro..."
Zhen Huan shouted and cried bitterly, as if she wanted to pour out all the grievances in her heart.
"Alright, Huanhuan, I'm here now. I won't let you suffer anymore."
The emperor, in a good mood, gently coaxed the person in his arms, "Hanhuan, you live a very simple life these days. I will ask Gao Changjin to send more things up."
"The plain Zen robe is not worthy of you, I want to give you..."
With red eyes, Zhen Huan put a finger on the emperor's lips to stop him from saying anything else.