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Chapter 580 The Legend of Zhen Huan An Lingrong 37

Yinzhen's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he said in a cold voice: "She dared to deceive me, I will never let her off easily! But now that you are pregnant, I don't want to cause any more trouble. After the child is born safely, I will settle the score with her!"

"So how does the emperor plan to deal with her?"

An Lingrong's slender fingers gently stroked her bulging belly, a complex emotion flashed in her eyes, and there was an imperceptible tremor in her weak voice: "Your Majesty, my sister...maybe she was just confused for a moment..."

Yinzhen looked at her pitiful appearance and felt even more pity in his heart. He held her in his arms and gently stroked her hair. His tone was so gentle that it almost dripped water: "Rong'er, you are too kind. Zhen is a man of deep thoughts. How do you know if she is really confused or just pretending to be confused? If she dares to deceive me today, she will dare to do something even more outrageous tomorrow! I will never tolerate her!"

An Lingrong snuggled into Yinzhen's arms, feeling the sense of security brought by his broad chest, but a trace of bitterness rose in her heart. She understood that Yinzhen's dislike for Zhen Huan was not entirely due to what happened today.

The grudge that was deeply buried in the emperor's heart had already taken root and now was just an opportunity for it to explode.

"Your Majesty, just consider it as a way to accumulate merit for our unborn child and spare her life, okay?"

An Lingrong said this softly, but it was like a heavy hammer hitting Yinzhen's heart. He looked down at the weak woman in his arms. Her pale face and slightly trembling eyelashes made him feel distressed.

To accumulate virtue?

Yes, he also wanted to do good deeds for their children. But how could Zhen Huan's actions be simply described as "a moment of confusion"?

He took a deep breath, lifted An Lingrong up from his arms, let her sit against the head of the bed, and sat down beside her, holding her slender hand, and said in a heavy tone: "Rong'er, you are too kind. I know you have a good heart, but Zhen is not a kind person. She dared to deceive me today, and she will dare to do worse tomorrow! I have to be on guard!"

An Lingrong lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes hiding the complex emotions in her eyes. She gently stroked her bulging belly and said softly: "Your Majesty, I understand your concerns, but... my sister helped me after all... People say that it is difficult to help someone in need. At the beginning, she helped me like a timely help. I beg Your Majesty to be lenient this time..." She paused and her voice became a little lower.

"I... can't bear to see her... suffer such a tragic end... After this, I am even with her..."

Yinzhen felt mixed emotions when he saw An Lingrong, who was about to cry. He understood An Lingrong's kindness and her sisterly love for Zhen Huan, but as an emperor, he could not let his emotions get the better of him.

To him, Zhen Huan's deception was not only a trick to win favor in the harem, but also a provocation to the imperial power and a trampling on the emperor's dignity!

He held An Lingrong's hand tightly, and said firmly: "Rong'er, I promise you that I will not touch her for the time being. But I also want you to promise me that you will stay away from her in the future and not be deceived and used by her again."

An Lingrong raised her head, a trace of gratitude flashed in her eyes, and she nodded submissively: "Your Majesty, thank you for your grace."

Yinzhen felt a little more at ease when he saw her well-behaved appearance.

He reached out and gently stroked An Lingrong's cheek, saying softly, "My Rong'er, you are truly my sweetheart. Don't worry, I will definitely protect you and our child."

An Lingrong snuggled in Yinzhen's arms, feeling his warm embrace.

Yinzhen patted An Lingrong's back, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes. He called Su Peisheng and said in a cold tone: "Pass on my decree, depose Zhen as a commoner, send her to Yikun Palace, and order her to serve Concubine Hua!"

Su Peisheng's heart trembled. The emperor was going to completely destroy the Zhen family! He quickly bowed and accepted the order: "Well, I will do it right away."

When the news reached Sui Yu Xuan, Zhen Huan was struck by lightning. Deposed as a commoner? To serve Concubine Hua? How could the fierce and vicious Concubine Hua let her go so easily?

She clutched the handkerchief tightly in her hand, her nails almost digging into her flesh, her eyes full of disbelief and despair.

Zhen Huan collapsed on the ground, feeling that all the blood in her body had frozen. Being demoted to a commoner and sent to the Yikun Palace to serve Concubine Hua was undoubtedly pushing her into hell!

She bit her lower lip so hard that she almost broke it, her eyes filled with despair and hatred.

Hua Fei, the woman who was once trampled under her feet, is now riding on her head and acting arrogantly! God, why are you so unfair!

Before she could digest the bad news, Jin Xi stumbled in again, her face pale, and she said tremblingly: "My lady...My lady...The emperor...The emperor...has conferred...conferred on Concubine Li...the title...of Imperial Concubine Li!"

"What?!" Zhen Huan raised her head suddenly, her eyes full of disbelief.

Concubine Li? An Lingrong? An Lingrong, who was so pretentious and humble in front of her, actually climbed over her head? !

Thinking about how in her previous life she had wasted half her life just to give birth to twins, a boy and a girl, and only then was she named a noble concubine. Now, An Lingrong has only been in the palace for a short time, and she has been named a noble concubine while she is pregnant!

More importantly, although An Lingrong came from such a humble background, Yinzhen still went against all odds and promoted her to a high position.

Compared with my previous life, all these things are so ironic!

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"What! Concubine Li was named Imperial Concubine Li! And she's pregnant!" Concubine Hua's sharp voice almost pierced the roof of the Yikun Palace. She slammed the teacup in her hand to the ground, fragments flying everywhere, and tea spilled on the carpet, just like her mood at the moment, a mess.

Songzhi was so frightened that she trembled and knelt on the ground, not daring to look up: "Your Majesty, calm down..."

"Calm down? How can you expect me to calm down?" Concubine Hua was furious, and her delicate makeup seemed a little distorted because of her anger.

"That vixen, her bed-climbing skills are getting better and better! It hasn't been long since she got pregnant with the dragon seed, and she has even become a royal concubine! What is her background, An Lingrong? How can she show off in front of me!"

Songzhi raised her head carefully, observing Concubine Hua's expression, and gently comforted her: "Your Highness, you are the Concubine Hua appointed by the Emperor himself, and your position is noble. Who in the harem can surpass you? Even if An Shi becomes a noble concubine, she cannot compare to the affection between the Emperor and you. Why do you have to be angry with her?"

Hua Fei tightly grasped the handkerchief in her hand, almost crushing the silk. Her eyes were red as she stared at Song Zhi, as if she wanted to eat her alive.

"Everyone can give birth, why can't I?!" This heart-wrenching question was like a sharp knife piercing Songzhi's heart, and also piercing her own heart.

Songzhi was so frightened that she trembled all over and immediately knelt on the ground, not daring to speak. She felt the pain of Concubine Hua, but she was powerless to do anything.