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Chapter 351: Guar Jia Wen Yuan 35

"Huan'er!" Shen Meizhuang hurried forward to support her and asked worriedly, "Are you okay?"

Zhen Huan shook her head, but tears kept falling. She didn't understand why things turned out like this.

Why did Yinzhen, who had taken such good care of her, suddenly become so unfamiliar? Could it be that men really don't know how to cherish a woman after getting her?

"Sister Mei, tell me, did I do something wrong?" There was a hint of sob in Zhen Huan's voice, which made people feel pity for her.

Shen Meizhuang hugged her in her arms with a distressed look, patted her back gently, and comforted her: "Huan'er, don't let your imagination run wild. The emperor was just temporarily bewildered by that enchantress. When he wakes up, he will understand your goodness."

However, Shen Meizhuang's consolation did not comfort Zhen Huan at all, but made her even more disheartened. She knew that Shen Meizhuang's words were just self-deception.

Yinzhen's favor for Wen Yuan has reached an outrageous level, how could he easily come to his senses?

"No, Sister Mei, you are wrong..."

Zhen Huan raised her head, looked at Shen Meizhuang with tearful eyes, and said firmly: "From now on, I will not sit and wait for death. I will fight back! I will make that woman pay for what she did!"

Shen Meizhuang was shocked when she heard this. She quickly covered Zhen Huan's mouth and said in a low voice, "Huan'er, are you crazy?! You can't say this carelessly. If someone hears it, you will lose your head!"

Zhen Huan grabbed Shen Meizhuang's hand, with a determined light flashing in her eyes.

"Sister Mei, don't worry, I won't do anything I'm not sure of. I've made up my mind, so you don't have to persuade me anymore."

Tears slid down Zhen Huan's face, but they were not tears of weakness, but mist rising from the burning anger.

She stared straight at Wen Yuan's back, and the tenderness in her eyes was replaced by fierceness, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath, shining coldly.

Shen Meizhuang's words echoed in her ears, but seemed to be far away and out of reach, separated by thousands of mountains and rivers.

"Sister Mei, you are right, I was wrong." Zhen Huan's voice was as cold as ice, no longer as gentle as before.

"I was wrong in being too naive, wrong in giving my true heart to the wrong person, and wrong in underestimating the evil of human nature!"

Shen Meizhuang was startled by her sudden change. Before she could react, Zhen Huan had already shaken off her hand and turned away.

She walked resolutely, and every step seemed to be stepping on Shen Meizhuang's heart, making her feel an unprecedented fear.

At night, the candlelight in the Sui Yu Xuan flickered, reflecting Zhen Huan's stern face. She sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the unfamiliar self in the mirror, with a sneer on her lips.

As night fell, there was a dead silence in Suiyuxuan, with only the flickering candlelight illuminating Zhen Huan's stern face. She changed out of her plain and elegant clothes and dressed up carefully.

A touch of bright red painted on her lips made her skin look whiter than snow and her eyes look like stars. Her innocent appearance without makeup disappeared, replaced by a kind of charm and fierceness that could not be ignored.

She wants to let everyone see that she, Zhen Huan, is definitely not a dodder who can be manipulated by others!

Zhen Huan took a deep breath, walked out of the Sui Yuxuan, and headed straight for the road that led to the Yangxin Palace and the Yongshou Palace.

As the night deepened, the palace road was silent and deserted, with only a few dim palace lanterns emitting a faint light, making Zhen Huan's figure look particularly slender.

The waiting time is always long, let alone the waiting with such complicated emotions.

"pat, pat..."

The sound of footsteps approaching from afar broke the silence of the night.

Zhen Huan took a deep breath, adjusted her mood, and lowered her head slightly, revealing a fair and slender neck, perfectly showing her pitiful appearance.

A burst of hurried footsteps approached from afar, accompanied by low voices. Zhen Huan held her breath and hid behind a thick locust tree. With the weak moonlight, she saw who was coming - Yinzhen, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, was supporting a woman in a pink palace dress.

The woman was none other than Wen Yuan!

She was seen nestling tenderly in Yinzhen's arms, saying something coquettishly from time to time, which made Yinzhen laugh out loud.

The laughter was particularly clear in the silent night, like a sharp blade, piercing Zhen Huan's heart.

"Your Majesty, please walk slower. My feet are sore..." Wen Yuan deliberately slowed down her pace and said coquettishly.

Yinzhen looked at her lovingly and said softly, "It's my fault. I only cared about my own happiness and forgot that Wen Yuan is delicate. Come on, I'll carry you back."

After saying that, he actually squatted down in front of Wen Yuan.

Wen Yuan pretended to be reserved and declined a few times, then she lay on Yinzhen's back, put her arms around his neck, put her cheek against his ear, and whispered in a low voice, her breath as sweet as orchid.

Zhen Huan hid behind a tree and saw the whole scene.

She bit her lower lip tightly, trying not to make any sound, but the anger in her heart erupted like a volcano, almost burning her whole body.

"Your Majesty, look, what is that?" Wen Yuan pointed in the direction of Zhen Huan in surprise.

Yinzhen followed Wen Yuan's gaze and saw a blurry figure hiding behind a tree.

"Who is sneaking around there?" Yinzhen asked coldly.

Wen Yuan pretended to be afraid and shrank into Yinzhen's arms, saying delicately, "Your Majesty, I'm so scared, could it be an assassin?"

Yinzhen didn't take it seriously at first, thinking that some careless palace maid had forgotten the time, but Wen Yuan's reaction aroused his interest.

"Don't be afraid, Yuan'er." Yinzhen gently stroked Wen Yuan's calf on his back, his tone so gentle that water could drip out.

"I want to see who is playing tricks."

He signaled the guards to go forward and check, and he put Wen Yuan down, holding her in his arms and continued walking forward.

The guard took the order, took a few steps forward, and roughly pulled Zhen Huan out from behind the tree.

"How dare you! You don't kneel down before the Emperor!"

The guard was very strong and Zhen Huan staggered and almost fell to the ground.

She raised her head and glared at the guard fiercely before she slowly knelt down, lowering her head to hide the emotions surging in her eyes.

Yinzhen looked down at her with impatience in his eyes: "Which palace are you from? Why are you sneaking around here so late?"

Zhen Huan took a deep breath, trying to suppress the anger in her heart, and said softly: "Your Majesty, I am Sui Yuxuan Zhen Huan."

"Zhen Huan?" Yinzhen raised his eyebrows, his tone full of disdain.

"I didn't know that Zhen Da Ying had a habit of eavesdropping."

"I didn't!" Zhen Huan suddenly raised her head, eager to explain, but when she met Yinzhen's cold eyes, her heart trembled and her voice weakened.