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Chapter 860 Huanbi 4

Huanbi's face changed slightly. Jinxi's words were clearly accusing her of not knowing the rules and warning her!

She was angry in her heart, but she had to hold it in and forced a smile: "Auntie is teaching me that Huanbi will be careful with her words and actions in the future."

"I'm glad that Miss Huanbi understands." Jinxi responded indifferently, still with a hint of alienation in her tone.

Huanbi was upset, but she couldn't get angry, so she went back to her room quietly. She sat in front of the dressing table and looked at her face in the mirror. The emperor's favor gave her hope, but Jinxi's attitude made her feel a little uneasy.

"You're just a slave, yet you dare to put on airs in front of me!" Huanbi spat fiercely at the mirror, with a hint of viciousness flashing in her eyes.

She knew that if she wanted to gain a foothold in the harem, she had to be cautious and careful. Zhen Huan was her greatest support, but also her greatest obstacle. She had to rely on Zhen Huan's protection, but also find a way to get rid of Zhen Huan's shadow.

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As Yinzhen was reviewing memorials, his fingers tapped unconsciously on the table, again and again, rhythmically, but making him feel distracted.

The whole page of government affairs had become blurred handwriting, but Huanbi's pretty face and her hesitant expression could not be shaken off before his eyes. Her bright eyes seemed to have a thousand words and seemed to hide countless secrets, which made him itch.

He put down the red pen, rubbed his eyebrows, stood up and walked to the window.

In the late autumn, the Forbidden City was bleak with fallen leaves. But in his heart, there was a fire burning, a fire called "Huanbi", which burned his internal organs, but he was happy with it.

"Su Peisheng." Yinzhen's low voice sounded.

"I'm here." Su Peisheng bowed and waited for orders.

"Go to Suiyuxuan and tell it to you that I will have dinner there tonight."

"Yes." Su Peisheng took the order and left, but he secretly muttered in his heart that the emperor really had a special favor for Concubine Wan.

When Huanbi heard in the morning that the emperor would have dinner at Suiyuxuan tonight, a gentle and heroic face immediately appeared in her mind, and a feeling of sweetness and nervousness arose in her heart.

She stood in front of the mirror, adjusting her clothes repeatedly, trying on several sets, but still not being satisfied. When she was drawing her eyebrows in the mirror, her palms were trembling slightly. This was a great opportunity, she had to seize it, and could not make any mistakes!

Just as I was in a daze, Liu Zhu walked in hurriedly.

"Sister Huanbi, the young lady told you to go to the backyard and watch over it immediately. There are not enough people there, so you need to supervise their work in person."

Although Liu Zhu spoke quickly, every word was clear.

Huanbi was stunned for a moment, and her mind was instantly filled with resentment and indignation.

Backyard work? How did they choose her so coincidentally? She had just heard that the emperor was coming, so they sent her far away to deprive her of the opportunity to show herself?

"Liu Zhu, I..." She opened her mouth and almost blurted out "Can you please send someone else?", but immediately closed her lips.

Zhen Huan has always been her greatest reliance. How could she dare to show too much resistance at this time?

But the suppressed fire in her heart was roaring more and more wildly. She silently lowered her eyes, hiding her expression, and replied softly: "Okay, I'll go right away."

When Liu Zhu turned and walked away, Huan Bi's expression darkened. What did Zhen Huan mean by this? It was true that the emperor favored Zhen Huan, but he wanted her to stay away from him. Was he on guard against something?

Thinking of this, she bit her lips gently and dug her nails into her palms, as if forcing herself to calm down.

She silently fixed her makeup, her features gradually returning to their usual gentle look, and then she walked straight to the backyard.

Huanbi rolled up her sleeves, revealing her fair wrists, as white as jade, which formed a sharp contrast with the rough stone basin.

She did not call for the help of the palace maids, but did it herself, soaking each piece of clothing in the cold well water. The well water in late autumn was bone-chillingly cold, and her fingertips were numb from the cold, but she seemed not to feel it, and rubbed and washed the clothes one by one, as if she wanted to rub all her resentment into the fabrics.

The servants and palace maids in the backyard looked at each other and whispered.

What happened to Miss Huanbi? Normally, she would not even touch such dirty work, so what was she doing today?

"Miss Huanbi, there is no need for you to do these rough work yourself. Just leave it to us servants." A brave palace maid stepped forward and said.

Huanbi raised her eyes and swept them all over with a cold gaze, her tone carrying a barely perceptible sarcasm: "What? Can't I wash a few pieces of clothes? Do you think I'm an eyesore?"

The palace maids were so frightened that they immediately knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly: "We dare not! We dare not!"

Huanbi ignored them and continued to wash clothes. The cold well water soaked her sleeves, and the cold spread along her arms to her whole body, but she didn't care at all.

She scrubbed the clothes in her hands vigorously, as if they were not clothes, but Zhen Huan, the Emperor, and the shackles of her fate.

Why? Why did I, who was also a daughter of the Zhen family, have to live such a humble life? Why could Zhen Huan enjoy wealth and glory, while I had to serve her like a servant?

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She moved her hands more and more vigorously, rubbing the clothes until they were deformed, but she seemed not to feel any pain, and her eyes were burning with rage.

When Yinzhen stepped into Suiyuxuan, a familiar fragrance lingered around his nose, but the pretty figure was missing.

He glanced around the palace, but didn't see Huanbi, and couldn't help feeling a little disappointed. Zhen Huan came forward and bowed, "Your Majesty, your concubine respectfully welcomes you."

Yinzhen smiled faintly and helped her up: "Hanhuan, no need to be polite."

He didn't dare to ask directly about Huanbi's whereabouts, so he had to keep his doubts to himself.

The two sat down to eat, but the atmosphere was a little awkward. The table was filled with food that Yinzhen liked, but Yinzhen had no taste for it and was fiddling with the dishes in the bowl with his chopsticks.

Zhen Huan observed his expression and asked softly, "Your Majesty seems to have a poor appetite today? Is the food not to your taste?"

Yinzhen put down his chopsticks and sighed softly: "I am just a little tired."

He looked up at Zhen Huan, about to speak but stopped. Zhen Huan was so smart that she saw through his thoughts at a glance, but she calmly changed the subject: "I heard that the Ministry of Internal Affairs has just paid tribute to a batch of fine silk. I want to make a few clothes for the emperor. I wonder what color the emperor likes?"

Yinzhen replied absentmindedly, "All is well."

His thoughts were wandering, and Huanbi's clear eyes and the shy expression she inadvertently revealed appeared before his eyes.

Yinzhen put down the spoon and frowned slightly. The dishes that he usually enjoyed so much now tasted like chewing wax.

"Hanhuan, I'm a little full and want to take a walk in the yard." Although his tone was gentle, his eyes were wandering.