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Chapter 857: Legend of Zhen Huan

In the Suiyu Pavilion shaded by green bamboos, Zhen Huan leaned on the beauty couch with a collection of poems in her hand. The sunlight shone on her through the gaps between the bamboo leaves, casting a layer of golden halo on her.

The jade ruyi gifted by the emperor was placed on the table, shining brightly, silently showing the favor of the owner. Huanbi came in with a teacup, lowered her eyes, and gently placed the teacup on the small table next to Zhen Huan.

"My lady, the tea is cold. I will give you a hot cup."

Zhen Huan nodded slightly, but her eyes did not leave the poetry collection in her hand: "Thank you for your help."

Huanbi stepped aside and looked at Zhen Huan secretly.

With similar looks and the same father, why can she be high and mighty, enjoying wealth and glory, while I can only bow down and serve as a maid?

This jade ruyi, this luxurious dress, this emperor's favor, should have been hers! Huanbi's nails dug deep into her palms, almost tearing her flesh. A sour jealousy surged in her chest, almost swallowing her.

Huanbi was secretly competing with herself, and suddenly she felt dizzy, and then a white light flashed by, which was extremely dazzling. She instinctively closed her eyes, and her heart skipped a beat.

When the white light faded away, the surroundings seemed to be still so peaceful. The sound of Zhen Huan turning the pages of the book did not even stop for a moment, as if nothing had happened.

But Huanbi could feel that she had changed. She felt as if she was ignited by some fiery power, and she felt a strange but extremely clear confidence surging deep in her chest.

This is so different from her previous cautious and submissive self! She concealed her doubts without making a sound, and immediately lowered her head to avoid Zhen Huan's gaze, fearing that she would notice. But Zhen Huan still sat calmly, with her beautiful profile as calm and majestic as ever.

Zhen Huan seemed to notice Huanbi's gaze, put down the poetry collection in her hand, and looked up at her: "Huanbi, are you worried about something?"

When Huanbi heard this, she took a deep breath in panic and tried her best to suppress her sudden uneasiness.

"How dare I hide my secrets in front of my lady?" Huanbi quickly lowered her head, a perfect smile appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"I just saw that the young lady was immersed in books and looked so relaxed, and I was envious."

Zhen Huan put down the poetry collection in her hand, her brows stained with a smile, and looked at Huanbi with a half-smile: "Why, you envy my leisurely life, but you are not allowed to be lazy. If you really think my life is interesting, why don't you recite a few lines of poetry and let me see your usual eloquence."

Huanbi's heart trembled slightly, but she smiled more calmly, with a touch of reflected brightness in her eyes. She said slowly: "My lady, you are joking. I have only just learned a few books of simple texts. How dare I show off my skills in front of you? If I recite a poem, I am afraid that you will be disgusted before I even open my mouth. Wouldn't that be a loss?"

She lowered her eyelids, with a hint of flattery in her respect.

Zhen Huan smiled lightly, her eyes as deep and deep as an ancient well, with no bottom to be seen. She had always known that Huanbi was a little clever, and today's eloquent behavior was even more precise, and no one could find any fault with it.

After serving her for many years and growing up under her nose, the maidservant actually developed some of the scheming of the women in the palace.

"Your mouth is more clever than the chirping of birds in the forest." Zhen Huan's tone contained a hint of teasing, a hint of relief, but more of it was an indescribable deep meaning.

Zhen Huan raised her eyes and looked at Huanbi carefully, her heart secretly stirred.

After so many years of companionship, had she not noticed Huanbi's appearance?

But now it is different. The face that was once pretty but hidden in plainness seems to be unveiled by layers of mist, revealing an increasingly heart-beating brightness.

Her almond-shaped eyes became brighter, and there was a hint of charming and flowing charm between her eyebrows, which was completely different from her previous respectful and cautious look.

Especially the light yellow dress, which made her skin look like snow, adding a bit of beauty. The feng shui in the palace really nourishes people.

Zhen Huan half leaned on the couch, savoring the moment secretly.

Huanbi felt a little uncomfortable being looked at by Zhen Huan. She lowered her head slightly to hide the smugness that flashed across her eyes.

"My lady, what did I do wrong?" Huanbi asked softly, with an imperceptible tremor in her voice.

Zhen Huan retracted her gaze, picked up the poetry collection again, and said nonchalantly: "No, I just think you have grown up."

After a pause, he added: "This palace is not like home. You must be careful and cautious in everything. Don't make any mistakes."

Huanbi quickly responded, "I will remember your instructions, young master."

Zhen Huan stopped talking and looked down at the poetry collection in her hands, but her mind had already drifted away. She was not unaware of Huanbi's changes, but she just didn't want to point it out.

The most abundant thing in the harem is beauties. No matter how beautiful Huanbi is, she is just a drop in the ocean. What's more, she is related to him by blood. This relationship is both a help and a hindrance.

Seeing that Zhen Huan no longer paid attention to her, Huanbi quietly retreated. She walked into the yard, took a deep breath, and a smug smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

That night, the emperor turned over Zhen Huan's name card. Zhen Huan dressed up and waited in the bedroom early.

Zhen Huan's eyes fell on Huanbi, and alarm bells went off in her heart. The light yellow dress made her skin look whiter than snow, and the charm between her eyebrows and eyes added a bit of beauty. She looked a bit like herself.

Zhen Huan sneered in her heart, this girl, I'm afraid she has other thoughts. She looked away calmly, picked up the teacup and took a sip, covering up the coldness in her eyes.

Soon, the emperor arrived at Suiyu Pavilion. He saw Huanbi standing beside him, and a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"What is this?" he asked, with a barely perceptible interest in his voice.

Zhen Huan's heart tightened, but she smiled calmly and said, "Your Majesty, this is my maidservant, Huanbi."

"Huanbi..." The emperor repeated the name, his eyes lingering on Huanbi.

"She is pretty and charming."

Huanbi was overjoyed when she heard this, but she lowered her eyes, acted shy, and replied softly, "Your servant Huanbi pays respect to His Majesty."

The emperor was even more delighted to see her like this, so he smiled and said, "Raise your head, so I can see you."

Zhen Huan observed the emperor and Huanbi calmly, thinking in her heart: Huanbi is really restless, she dares to flirt in front of the emperor.

It seems that I have to think of a way to give her a good warning so that she won't have any inappropriate thoughts.

Huanbi raised her head as she was told, and looked directly at the emperor with her bright eyes, which seemed to contain a thousand words. The emperor was moved by her bold gaze, and actually felt that this maid was even more charming than Zhen Huan.