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Chapter 354: Guar Jia Wen Yuan 38

Zhen Huan's gentle voice echoed in the palace, as if the volume was deliberately lowered, but just loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

"I heard that the emperor has been unwell recently, so I thought of making a bowl of soup myself to do my bit for the emperor." As she spoke, she took an exquisite food box from Huanbi.

"This soup has some tranquilizing herbs added to it. I wonder if it suits the emperor's taste."

Wen Yuan sneered in her heart. This Zhen Huan, apparently caring about the Emperor, was actually implying that she was being spoiled and arrogant, causing the Emperor to indulge in debauchery every night and unable to sleep.

"Oh? Really?" Wen Yuan covered her mouth in pretended surprise, but there was a hint of provocation in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows.

"It's really hard for Zhen to agree, but the emperor's appetite has been spoiled by me recently, and I'm afraid he won't be able to eat food made by others."

Zhen Huan's face froze slightly when she heard this, but she quickly regained her weak look. She lowered her eyes and said with a bit of self-blame in her tone, "It was my fault for overstepping my authority. It's just...it's just that I heard that the emperor was not feeling well, and I was very worried. That's why I wanted to do something for him. I hope Your Majesty won't blame me."

"Oh, sister, how could I blame you for what you said?" Wen Yuan covered her mouth and chuckled, but there was a hint of sharpness in her tone.

"You have good intentions, and the Emperor and I both understand that. But there are so many beauties in the harem. If everyone were to act like my sister, wouldn't the imperial kitchen be extremely busy?"

Zhen Huan's face became paler and paler, but she still forced a smile and said softly, "I dare not, I just..."

"Okay, you don't need to explain. If you really care about the emperor, just send her to the Palace of Tranquil Longevity. Why bother yourself here with me..." Wen Yuan interrupted her impatiently, as if looking at Zhen Huan for even one more moment would be a waste of time.

Zhen Huan seemed to have suffered a great injustice, and her voice choked with sobs as she said, "I...I just want to do my best to show my gratitude. Since Your Majesty feels that it is inappropriate, I will take my leave now."

After saying that, she was about to get up, but was stopped by Jingtai, the palace maid beside Wen Yuan.

"Zhen Da Ying, what do you mean? My queen hasn't let you go yet!" Jingtai put his hands on his hips, like a hen guarding her food.

Wen Yuan sneered and took over Jingtai's words: "That's right, did I let you go? Who in the harem doesn't know the rules? When you meet me, you don't even understand these rules?"

She glanced at Zhen Huan, her eyes full of sarcasm.

Zhen Huan bit her lip, her eyes became redder, but she stubbornly refused to cry.

"Your Majesty is teaching me that I don't know the rules." She took a deep breath, suppressed her anger, and knelt down again.

Zhen Huan lowered her head and spoke calmly, "It's just that the emperor is very busy and there are so many sisters in the harem. If he only cares about you, wouldn't it cause criticism?"

"Are you teaching me how to do something?" Wen Yuan's eyes widened, burning with anger.

"It is not your turn to tell me how to serve the emperor!"

"I dare not." Zhen Huan still lowered her head, her tone neither humble nor arrogant.

"I am just worried about the emperor's health. After all, it is the way of the emperor to treat everyone equally."

"You!" Wen Yuan was so angry that she was shaking all over. She pointed her finger at Zhen Huan and kept saying "you" for a long time but couldn't say anything.

Zhen Huan's words seemed to express concern for the Emperor, but in fact she was implying that she only favored the concubines in the harem and did not know how to share the Emperor's worries.

These words hit Wen Yuan's sore spot.

Yinzhen is her man, what's wrong with her being with him every night?

Wen Yuan was so angry that her chest rose and fell violently, like an angry little beast. She slammed the table hard, and the teacup jumped a few times, splashing the tea inside and landing on her luxurious robe, but she didn't care.

"You are a rebel! When is it your turn to give orders about what I do?" Wen Yuan roared at Jingtai.

"A fallen-out bastard really thinks he's a big shot! He doesn't even know his own worth, and dares to act so arrogantly in front of me!"

Jingtai knelt down immediately, lowered his head and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, please calm down. Be careful not to get angry and hurt yourself."

"Calm down? How can you ask me to calm down?" Wen Yuan was so angry that her eyes turned red. She stood up suddenly and pointed in the direction of the door.

"Let's go! To the Yangxin Palace! I want to see how busy the emperor is!"

Jingtai knew that Wen Yuan was going to "argue" with the emperor.

Wen Yuan felt a breath stuck in her chest, her eyes went dark, her body swayed, and she fell straight back.

"Empress!" Jingtai was quick to catch Wen Yuan, but was almost knocked down by her body.

When Zhen Huan saw this, a hint of pride flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly covered up by panic.

She didn't expect that this Guaerjia was so naive. She just provoked her with a few words and she fainted.

She can't get away from this matter anyway...

She quickly stood up and went forward to check on Wen Yuan's condition, but was pushed away by Jingtai.

"Go away! It's all your fault, you vixen. You made my queen so angry! What are you planning?!" Jingtai glared at Zhen Huan, wishing he could scratch a few bloody marks on her face.

Zhen Huan was pushed and staggered, taking a few steps back before she could barely stand still.

She held onto the corner of the table, looking unconvinced: "I just care about the emperor, is that wrong? I mean well, too, so why should you be so aggressive?"

"Stop pretending here!" Jingtai pointed at Zhen Huan's nose and scolded.

"Who can't see what you're thinking? Aren't you just trying to take this opportunity to show off in front of the emperor so that you can regain his favor? I tell you, you're dreaming!"

Jingtai ordered sternly: "What are you all standing there for? Why don't you go and invite the emperor and the imperial physician? If anything happens to the queen, none of you will survive! Xiao Cui, go to the Yangxin Palace and invite the emperor! Just tell him, just tell him..."

She gritted her teeth and said harshly, "Just say that the Imperial Concubine was so angry that she fainted from fear!"

The little palace maid trembled with fear, but did not dare to delay and ran towards the Yangxin Palace.

The palace maids and eunuchs were so frightened that they stumbled out, fearing that they would become scapegoats if they ran a step slower.

Zhen Huan's face turned pale after being rebuked by Jingtai, but she knew that it was not appropriate for her to argue anymore at this moment. She could only watch Jingtai carrying Wen Yuan into the inner room.

Zhen Huan stood aside, looking at the chaotic scene in front of her, feeling mixed emotions.

She had originally only wanted to take this opportunity to give Guaerjia a warning, but she had ended up making things worse and fainted from anger. If the emperor blamed her now, she was afraid she would be punished again.

The bedroom was in a state of panic, and Yinzhen walked quickly, his face so gloomy that it seemed as if water could drip out. He pushed aside the palace maids and eunuchs blocking the door and walked straight into the inner room.

Jingtai was holding the unconscious Wen Yuan, crying bitterly. When he saw the emperor coming, he knelt down to pay his respects.