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Chapter 315 The Legend of Zhen Huan Original Female Lead 99

Yinzhen, wearing a dragon robe, stood on a high place, looking down at Chu Huan who was approaching slowly, his eyes filled with undisguised love and joy.

He reached out, held Chu Hua's delicate hand, and with a gentle pull, he embraced her in his arms.

"Huan'er, after today, you will be the Queen of the Qing Dynasty and someone who will stand shoulder to shoulder with me." Yinzhen whispered in her ear, his voice trembling slightly, revealing his excitement at the moment.

Chu Huan shyly buried her head in Yinzhen's chest, feeling his body temperature and his heartbeat, and an unprecedented sweetness and satisfaction surged in her heart.

In the audience, all the civil and military officials knelt on the ground and shouted: "Long live the Queen!"

Chu Huan raised her head slightly and glanced at the dark crowd below the stage. In a corner, she saw Shen Meizhuang.

Mei Zhuang had a complicated expression, and there seemed to be a hint of unwillingness in her eyes, but she finally lowered her head and, along with everyone else, saluted Chu Huan.

Yinzhen smiled from ear to ear, his eyes and eyebrows revealing his unconcealable joy.

Chu Huan was dressed up today, looking extremely bright and gorgeous. The gold threads on her phoenix robe sparkled in the sun, making her skin look whiter than snow and her eyes look like stars. When she heard Yin Zhen's words, she lowered her head shyly, but the corners of her mouth could not help but slightly rise.

Below the stage, civil and military officials shouted "Long live the emperor", their voices shaking the sky.

Shen Meizhuang, who was below, looked at the bright Chu Huan with mixed feelings. First, Huan'er was sentenced to death, and then Ling Rong died of illness for no apparent reason. These were all too sudden.

By the time she reacted, that person had already climbed to the throne of queen.

It would be a lie to say that she didn't hate him, but what could she do?

After the grand ceremony of enthronement, there was a lively wedding banquet. With toasts, singing and dancing, the entire palace was immersed in a festive atmosphere.

Yinzhen held Chuhuan's hand and walked among the crowd, accepting blessings from all directions.

"Your Majesty, the Empress is truly a beautiful woman, and she and Your Majesty are truly a perfect match made in heaven!"

"Yes, the Emperor and the Empress are so loving and affectionate, it really makes others envious!"

Hearing these compliments, Yinzhen's smile grew even wider. He held Chuhuan's hand tightly, as if announcing his happiness to the world.

As night fell, the palace, which had been noisy all day, finally quieted down. Yinzhen took Chuhuan back to Yongshou Palace and dismissed all the palace servants, leaving only the two of them.

The red candles flickered, illuminating the beauty of the room. Chu Huan took off her heavy phoenix crown, put on a light nightgown, sat by the bed, and waited for her emperor.

Yinzhen took off his dragon robe, walked to Chuhuan, and gently embraced her in his arms.

"Your Majesty, look at you. You are too happy today. Aren't you afraid of being accused of being inappropriate?" Chu Huan glanced at Yinzhen with an angry look, but her tone was full of sweetness.

Yinzhen laughed loudly, hugged her in his arms, and whispered in her ear: "Today I want to let everyone know how much I love you. If anyone dares to disrespect you, I will make him regret it!"

Chu Huan leaned on his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat, and felt extremely at ease.

"Huan'er, today is our child's full moon day, and it is also the day when we truly become husband and wife."

Yinzhen's breathing gradually became rapid, and his burning gaze seemed to melt Chuhua. For a year, ever since Chuhua became pregnant, he had restrained himself, unwilling to let her suffer any grievances.

"Huan'er..." Yinzhen called her in a low and hoarse voice, and gently stroked her jade-like skin with his big hands. Wherever his fingertips touched, they aroused waves of tremors.

Chu Huan blushed and gently pushed Yin Zhen's chest away, saying coquettishly, "Your Majesty, you... why are you so anxious..."

"I can't wait any longer." Yinzhen grasped her restless little hand, his eyes burning with desire.

"Huan'er, you are my queen, my wife, and the one I will love forever..."

As he spoke, he bent his head and kissed her lips. With a year's longing and desire, he gently but domineeringly pried open her pearly teeth and greedily grabbed her sweetness.

Chu Huan was dizzy from his kiss and could only lean limply in his arms, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

The temperature in the bedroom gradually rose, and the veil on the dragon bed fluttered gently in the night wind, concealing the charming spring scenery inside.

"Your Majesty..." Chu Huan moaned impatiently, her hands tightly grasping Yinzhen's shoulders, her fingertips almost sinking into his flesh.

Yinzhen growled, turned over and pressed her under him, his strong body covering her delicate body, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood.

"Huan'er, you are mine..." He whispered in her ear again and again, his voice hoarse and sexy, with an irresistible magic.

In the fifteenth year of Yongzheng's reign, the Forbidden City was shrouded in a solemn atmosphere.

With Chuhuan's dissuasion, Yinzhen was no longer obsessed with immortality, but he paid more attention to health preservation. He hoped to be with them longer.

In the Yangxin Palace, Yinzhen was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, looking particularly majestic. He sat on the dragon throne, his eyes swept over the palace officials, and finally landed on the young man in a dragon robe standing in the front.

"Xu'er, today I will entrust the Qing Dynasty to you. Do you have confidence?" Yinzhen's voice was low and powerful, echoing in the hall.

Hongxu, the son of Yinzhen and Chuhuan, has now grown into a handsome young man. He took a step forward, knelt on the golden brick floor, and said in a clear voice: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, I will do my best to live up to your expectations!"

In the Yangxin Palace, Hongxu accepted the order and expressed his gratitude. Yinzhen looked at his son, who was so handsome, and nodded with satisfaction. Under the stage, there was Chuhua's gentle gaze. More than a decade had passed, and she was still the most beautiful scenery in Yinzhen's heart.

But at this moment, Yinzhen felt dizzy, his eyes went dark, and his body fell backwards uncontrollably.

"Your Majesty!" Chu Huan exclaimed, rushed forward desperately and hugged Yinzhen tightly.

The imperial physician came hurriedly, but could only shake his head and sigh.

Due to overwork and illness, and with no way to recover, the fifth emperor of the Qing Dynasty eventually came to the end of his life.

Yinzhen lay on the dragon bed, holding Chuhua's hand tightly, his eyes full of reluctance. He wanted to stay with her a little longer, to see their son inherit the throne, to see their descendants. However, he was too tired, and his body could no longer support him.

"Huan'er..." Yinzhen used up his last bit of strength to look at her again and call her name again.

"Your Majesty, I am here, I will always be here." Chu Huan burst into tears and held Yinzhen's hand tightly, as if she wanted to pass her vitality to him.

Yinzhen tried hard to curl the corners of his mouth and give Chuhua a comforting smile, but in the end, he closed his eyes, and the hand that was holding Chuhua also dropped weakly.