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Chapter 877 Huanbi 21

Seeing this, Huanbi was secretly delighted, but she remained calm and said softly, "Your Majesty, Concubine Wan must have something important to report."

The more considerate she is, the more ignorant Zhen Huan seems, and the more it arouses Yinzhen's dissatisfaction with Zhen Huan.

Yinzhen nodded and said to the people outside the palace: "Let her in."

Zhen Huan walked into the palace gracefully and bowed to Yinzhen: "Your Majesty, your concubine pays respects to you." She had specially worn a goose yellow palace dress today, which made her skin look whiter than snow and her face look even more beautiful.

Yinzhen said "hmm" lightly, his eyes stayed on her for a moment, and then moved away. Compared with Huanbi's cuteness, Zhen Huan's beauty was a little more fierce and a little less gentle, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.

"I wonder what important matter has brought Concubine Wan here so late at night?" Yinzhen asked in a cold tone.

Zhen Huan raised her head and looked at Yinzhen pitifully, tears glistening in her eyes: "I just miss the emperor, so I came to see you."

In the past, her tearful look would have made Yinzhen heartbroken, but now, his heart was already occupied by Huanbi, and he was a little impatient with Zhen Huan's show of weakness.

"I am busy with government affairs. If you have nothing to do, please leave." There was a hint of impatience in Yinzhen's tone.

Zhen Huan's tears finally burst out, and crystal tears slid down her fair cheeks like pearls that had broken off the string.

She choked with sobs, her voice trembling: "Your Majesty...I...I just..."

"Just what?" Yinzhen interrupted her impatiently, with a hint of disgust in his tone.

"Mr. Wan, you were not so shy before."

His words were merciless, like a sharp knife stabbing into Zhen Huan's heart. She had never thought that the emperor, who had cared for her in every way, would be so indifferent to her now.

Seeing this, Huanbi was secretly pleased. She gently stroked the back of Yinzhen's hand and said softly, "Your Majesty, Concubine Wan must have been feeling unwell recently, which is why she is so sensitive and overthinking. Your Majesty should not blame her."

Her gentle and considerate appearance formed a sharp contrast with Zhen Huan's crying, making Zhen Huan seem even more unreasonable.

Yinzhen held Huanbi's hand and said softly, "Huan'er, you are always so considerate."

He turned to look at Zhen Huan, his tone even colder: "Lady Wan, if you are really unwell, go back to the palace and have a good rest. There is no need to disturb me from handling government affairs."

Zhen Huan felt a chill running from the soles of her feet to the top of her head. She was shaking all over and could hardly stand.

She bit her lip, trying to control her emotions and not let more tears flow.

"Huan'er? Huanbi...you..."

Zhen Huan's voice trembled as she looked at the scene in disbelief.

Huanbi seemed not to notice the shock and hurt in Zhen Huan's eyes. She raised her head, tears still welling up in the corners of her eyes, and looked at Yinzhen pitifully, saying softly, "My dear Lady Wan, this 'Huan' is the maiden name bestowed upon me by the Emperor."

Her words were flawless. She not only explained the origin of "Huan'er", but also secretly emphasized that her current identity was no longer the humble maid she used to be.

Yinzhen listened to Huanbi's explanation with a satisfied smile on his face. He gently patted Huanbi's hand and said softly, "Huan'er, you don't need to care about other people's opinions. I like you, and that's enough."

He said this without any reservation, as if he was announcing to the whole world that his love for Huanbi was no less than that for Zhen Huan, and even more so.

Zhen Huan stood there, feeling as if all the blood in her body had frozen. She bit her lips hard, her nails digging deeply into her flesh, but she did not feel any pain.

She looked at the loving couple in front of her, her heart filled with bitterness and anger. She didn't understand why she loved the emperor wholeheartedly, but was met with his neglect and betrayal; while Huanbi, a concubine sister whom she never took seriously, could easily win the emperor's favor.

"Your Majesty..." Zhen Huan's voice was hoarse, with a slight tremor that was difficult to conceal.

"Do you... do you really... like her?"

How she wished Yinzhen could deny it and tell her that it was all just a misunderstanding and that she was the one he loved the most.

However, Yinzhen only glanced at her calmly, without a trace of emotion in his tone: "Lady Wan, please be aware of your identity."

This short sentence was like a heavy hammer, shattering the last shred of fantasy in Zhen Huan's heart.

She finally understood that some things, once lost, can never be returned.

"Your Majesty..." Zhen Huan's voice was as light and weak as fallen leaves drifting in the wind.

"Do you... do you really... like her?" She paused, as if she had used up all her strength before asking the next question.

"Then...what about me? What about the love and time that I had with the Emperor?"

She trembled, hoping that Yinzhen could give her an explanation, even if it was a lie. She hoped that he could say that Huanbi was just a temporary novelty and that he really loved her.

But Yinzhen just smiled contemptuously, as if he was looking at a clown.

"You're in bad luck."

Zhen Huan felt a blackness in front of her eyes and she almost fainted. She held on to the table behind her and barely stood up. Her nails dug deep into the wood, leaving several shocking marks.

She wanted to refute, to question, to cry, but in the end, all her emotions turned into a sigh of despair.

"It's your bad luck." These four words, like four sharp knives, stabbed into her heart and tore all her pride and self-esteem into pieces.

The vows we made, the tenderness and love we once shared, now seem like a ridiculous lie.

She stumbled back a few steps and bumped into the screen behind her, making a dull sound. The picture of a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix on the screen also became distorted and hateful in her eyes, as if mocking her stupidity and naivety.

Huanbi looked at Zhen Huan's distraught appearance, and a hint of pride flashed in her eyes, but it was quickly concealed.

She leaned softly in Yinzhen's arms and said softly, "Your Majesty, Concubine Wan is not feeling well. Let her go back to the palace to rest first."

Yinzhen looked down at Huanbi in his arms, his eyes full of doting. He gently stroked her hair and said softly, "Huan'er, you are always so considerate."

He raised his head and looked at Zhen Huan: "Lady Wan, I will forgive you this time because this is your first offense. You should take care of yourself and don't challenge my patience again."

Zhen Huan smiled bitterly, her laughter full of bitterness and self-mockery. What else could she say?

Losing is losing. She lost to Huanbi, lost to this half-sister whom she never took seriously.