A Crossover of Film and Television: Miao Miao's Life Transmigration

Chapter 216 The Legend of Zhen Huan, Consort Qi 29

The following day, after paying her respects, Yixiu exempted Zhen Huan from paying her respects, but in order to find out what happened the day before, Zhen Huan still went to Jingren Palace to pay her respects to Yixiu.

During the greeting, Wen Yuan's expression remained unchanged. Upon seeing Yi Xiu, she immediately said, "I heard that the Emperor is going to find a primary consort for the Third Prince. The Empress, as the 'primary mother,' is truly negligent. It feels like the Third Prince is almost nineteen years old."

Wen Yuan didn't give Yi Xiu a chance to speak, and continued, "Your Majesty the Empress hasn't forgotten, has she?"

Yixiu's face darkened, her tone carrying a hint of warning: "How dare you! How dare Consort Jin joke about the prince's affairs? Of course I care about the Third Prince, but he is still studying, and I hope he can focus on his studies. Besides, it was Consort Li's idea that I postponed the Third Prince's marriage."

She gave Wen Yuan a cold glance, her tone carrying a hint of threat: "Consort Jin, be careful what you say and what you don't say, lest you bring trouble upon yourself."

Wen Yuan raised an eyebrow, no longer arguing with Yi Xiu, and turned to Zhen Huan, her tone laced with sarcasm: "It seems that Xuan Pin's palanquin had an accident yesterday. Although I live in Chuxiu Palace, I am not very clear about the ins and outs of the world. I just don't know who did it?"

After speaking, she glanced at An Lingrong, who was watching the show, then turned to Zhen Huan again, sneered, and continued, "Consort Hui—no, now it's Consort Shen. Consort Xuan and Consort Shen are like sisters, so why would Consort Shen attack Princess Longyue?"

Zhen Huan's face darkened, and her tone carried an undeniable air of authority: "Consort Jin, His Majesty has already made his judgment. This is not a matter for us to discuss."

Wen Yuan seemed unaffected, still smiling, and said softly, "Why is Consort Xuan angry? I was just mentioning it."

Yixiu was delighted to see the two of them arguing, and when her gaze swept over the empty seat of Consort Duan, she sneered inwardly.

Since Consort Duan took Princess Longyue to see Consort Xuan, she has claimed to be ill and has not shown her face since.

Yi Xiu smiled gently and said, "Alright, the sisters in the harem should get along harmoniously and not fight over favors. Let's call it a day, everyone disperse."

Wen Yuan was the first to stand up, glanced contemptuously at the concubines around her, and walked out of Jingren Palace without looking back.

When Zhen Huan returned to Yongshou Palace and sat down, Xiao Yunzi came in to report: "Your Majesty, we have found out. The gardener said that the moss on the pebbles is unique to Sichuan and is called 'ox hair moss.' It only grows when dwarf pines from Sichuan are planted there. Moreover, the only places in the palace where these dwarf pines are grown as bonsai are Chuxiu Palace and the flower room."

Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan was certain that this matter was either the work of Consort Jin or the Empress. Even if it was a frame-up, the appearance of pebbles on the path behind Chuxiu Palace was still related to Consort Jin.

"Consort Xin is pitiful. She has served the Emperor for so many years, yet she is still only a Noble Lady." Zhen Huan's tone was tinged with resentment as she secretly plotted to win Consort Xin over to her own advantage.

Huanbi said indignantly, "That Consort Jin was also something else. She said such outrageous things today. Maybe Consort Xin was an accomplice too!"

She turned to Zhen Huan and continued, "Your Highness, why didn't you ask the Emperor to intervene on your behalf yesterday?"

Zhen Huan shook her head, her tone tinged with helplessness: "I wasn't hurt after all. Even if the Emperor finds out who it is, he won't punish them severely. It's better to keep it quiet for now and deal with it all at once later."

She lowered her head, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes, and continued, "Moreover, Imperial Physician Wen has been expelled from the Imperial Hospital by the Emperor. He is currently in Ningguta treating my father and probably hasn't received the news yet. Sister Mei has also been demoted and confined to her quarters. Now we can only proceed with extreme caution."

Consort Duan was raising Princess Longyue, but the Emperor, suspicious of Shen Meizhuang's alleged plot to harm his own offspring, made no mention of Zhen Huan taking Longyue back. Zhen Huan knew in her heart that her situation in the harem was becoming increasingly difficult.

Half a month later, news of Prince Guo's return to the capital spread throughout the court and the palace. Although Prince Guo was not injured, he suffered from mysterious amnesia, completely forgetting everything after the age of twenty-two, with his memory stuck in the first year of Yongzheng's reign, when the emperor had just ascended the throne.

The Emperor summoned Yunli immediately. Although he had some doubts, after several tests, he found that Yunli really did not remember anything after the first year of Yongzheng's reign.

A dark glint flashed in the Emperor's eyes, and he said in a calm tone, "Yunli, now that you've returned safely, have you visited the Dowager Consort at Anxi Temple?"

Yunli respectfully replied, "Your Majesty, I haven't yet. I thought I'd come to see you first, and then I'll go see you after I've seen the Empress Dowager."

The Emperor nodded and waved his hand: "In that case, you should go to Shou Kang Palace to see the Empress Dowager as soon as possible."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I take my leave." Yunli carefully withdrew from the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

After Yunli met with the Empress Dowager, the entire court and the inner palace learned of Prince Guo's amnesia. Yunli became cautious in his actions, as if he had returned to the young man he was in the first year of the Yongzheng Emperor's reign.

In Yongshou Palace, Zhen Huan stared blankly at the branches and leaves outside the window, let out a cold laugh, and muttered to herself, "It's all fate! We loved each other so much back then, but now we're strangers..."

Huanbi looked at Zhen Huan anxiously and gently comforted her, "Your Highness, you and the Prince have a deep and abiding love. Even if the Prince has forgotten you, he still feels it in his heart. We just need to remind the Prince, and he will definitely remember Your Highness."

Zhen Huan pulled Huan Bi's hand with considerable force, causing Huan Bi pain, but understanding Zhen Huan's unease, she didn't dare to pull away.

“You’re right, the Prince will never forget me. We need to find an opportunity to meet with him.” Zhen Huan’s tone was firm.

Seeing this, Jinxi quickly advised, "Your Majesty, everyone in the harem is watching you now. You must not act rashly."

Zhen Huan came to her senses and gently stroked the baby in her belly, her tone tinged with helplessness: "Yes, nowadays, neither the Empress nor Consort Jin are easy to deal with. Let's give birth to this child safely first."

Only Zhen Huan herself knew the pain in her heart; the throbbing pain in her heart felt like insects tearing at her, making it almost impossible for her to breathe.

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In Chuxiu Palace, Jingfu glanced at Wen Yuan and said cheerfully, "Your Majesty, you seem to be in a good mood today."

Wen Yuan smiled, a hint of smugness flashing in her eyes. Prince Guo's amnesia was her doing.

The original author, seeking revenge on Zhen Huan, naturally intended to torment her a hundredfold. Losing her beloved would only cause Zhen Huan pain, but she would likely forget it within a year. However, if her beloved no longer loved her, or even fell in love with someone else, wouldn't that cause her even more unbearable suffering than killing Zhen Huan?

She only wrote to her elder brother about this matter. When her brother quelled the rebellion alongside Prince Guo, she guessed that Prince Guo's downfall was most likely due to the Emperor's machinations. So, her brother drugged Prince Guo, causing him to forget his past memories, become cold and indifferent, and no longer think of love, as if he had practiced a heartless technique.

Wen Yuan sneered inwardly: Zhen Huan, your suffering has only just begun. No rush, take it slow. The game has only just truly begun.