A fairy from various TV dramas and movies travels through time, starting with Consort Fucha.

Chapter 7: Reactions from All Sides to Consort Fucha (Part 7)

Unlike Fucha Peiyun, who was carefully and steadily carried back to the palace in a sedan chair,

An Lingrong returned with Baojuan looking utterly disheveled and miserable.

Throughout the journey, she kept her head down, not daring to look up at the people and scenery around her.

You know, if it weren't for that thin veil covering the shocking scars on her face,

She probably doesn't know how she could possibly have the face to come back.

The last time she felt so embarrassed and awkward was when she was "returned to her rightful owner."

At that time, she was like a puppet to be manipulated, with no dignity whatsoever.

And now, the same sense of humiliation surges up in my heart again.

Just thinking about Consort Fucha's usual smug and arrogant face...

As if the whole world was under her feet, An Lingrong's heart was filled with raging anger.

And Zhen Huan? She appears harmless on the surface...

But in reality, she is a scheming and aloof woman.

The faint smile on her lips pierced An Lingrong's heart even more.

And then there was the Empress, with her deep, bottomless eyes...

It's impossible to guess how many conspiracies, schemes, and calculations are hidden within.

These three people are the ones who caused me to fall into such a difficult and miserable situation!

These three people are now the people An Lingrong hates the most.

Whenever she thought of this, the hatred in An Lingrong's heart surged forth like a flood bursting its banks.

The impact caused An Lingrong to tremble uncontrollably, her teeth chattering loudly.

It seems that only in this way can one slightly vent the resentment and unwillingness deep in their heart.

At this moment, An Lingrong could only cover her face tightly.

Hiding quietly in a dark corner, like a mouse that cannot see the light of day.

They secretly watched the lively scene unfolding on Consort Fucha's side.

She was filled with regret, wondering why she couldn't have made a more thorough plan today.

Why couldn't the fetus in Consort Fucha's womb be removed smoothly?

If I could succeed in doing this, perhaps I should be the one who's happy right now...

Zhen Huan was also properly arranged to be carried back to Suiyu Pavilion in a sedan chair.

As soon as Zhen Huan returned, the entire Suiyu Pavilion instantly became bustling with activity.

Some were busy going to the kitchen to brew medicine to prevent miscarriage, while others hurried to fetch soft and comfortable mattresses.

Just so that Zhen Huan could lean on him more comfortably

Soon after, Zhen Huan's good friend Shen Meizhuang arrived in a hurry upon hearing the news.

With a concerned expression, she quickly walked into the room and sat down next to Zhen Huan.

Upon seeing Zhen Huan, Shen Meizhuang couldn't help but grasp her hand and softly ask:

"Huan'er, how are you feeling? Is there anything wrong?"

Zhen Huan smiled and shook her head, saying:

"Don't worry, Sister Mei, I'm fine. It's just that this sudden pregnancy has caught me off guard."

Shen Meizhuang gently patted Zhen Huan's hand, comforting her:

"Huan'er, you are pregnant now, so you must be extra careful."

Don't overwork yourself. If you need any help in the future, please let me know.

We're sisters, so please don't stand on ceremony.

Zhen Huan nodded, moved, her eyes filled with gratitude.

The two then chatted happily for a while, and the atmosphere was exceptionally harmonious.

Shen Meizhuang waved her hand gently, signaling Huanbi, Caiyue and the others to leave.

Huanbi and Caiyue exchanged a knowing glance, then silently bowed and led their entourage away.

At this moment, only Meizhuang and Zhenhuan remained in the room.

Shen Meizhuang hurried over to Zhen Huan, took her hands in hers, and looked at her with concern in her eyes.

She frowned slightly and said:

"Huan'er, I'm really worried about you! Today, Consort Fucha almost miscarried; it's terrifying to even think about it."

Moreover, you, the Empress, and Sister An were all injured.

Unfortunately, the Emperor has not yet returned to the palace, which has left me feeling extremely uneasy and unable to calm down.

Zhen Huan was six months pregnant at the time, and her heart was filled with anticipation and joy for the baby in her womb.

She didn't seem too concerned about the injury on her neck. She responded with a happy smile:

"Sister Mei, don't worry. I will definitely protect this child and won't let him get hurt in any way."

As she spoke, Zhen Huan gently stroked her still flat stomach, her eyes revealing endless tenderness and love.

Shen Meizhuang: "Of course you wouldn't let anything happen to the child, but Consort Fucha doesn't want anything to happen to her either."

Today was truly a close call. I heard that Consort Fucha will have to stay in bed to rest during her pregnancy from now on; there are just too many miscarriages in the palace.”

Shen Meizhuang frowned slightly, sighed deeply, and then slowly spoke:

"I specifically asked the imperial physician beforehand, and it is said that Consort Xin's miscarriage last time was due to an accidental fall."

But now, it's unexpected that Consort Fucha and you have encountered such a situation.

Don't you feel that these so-called accidents might not be accidents in the true sense?

Upon hearing this, Zhen Huan's smile gradually disappeared, and her expression became serious.

What happened today was so sudden, without any warning whatsoever.

But with her keen intuition, she felt there was something fishy about it.

It could never be as simple as a mere accident.

Thinking of this, Zhen Huan couldn't help but ask, "How is Consort Fucha doing now?"

Shen Meizhuang gently shook her head and replied:

"It has already been moved back to Yanxi Palace. I just went to check on it."

The palace maid said that she had been given medicine to prevent miscarriage and then fell asleep.

However, judging from her pale face, even in her sleep she looked extremely restless.

They must have been quite frightened this time.

I also visited An's sister, but her face was covered by a veil and her hands were wrapped up.

I don't know the extent of the injury.

At this moment, Zhen Huan subconsciously raised her hand and gently touched the faintly aching scar below her neck.

She frowned slightly and said with concern:

“An’s injury is more serious than mine. I’m really worried that it will leave a scar.”

Shen Meizhuang, who was standing nearby, quickly comforted him:

"I have sent some precious medicinal herbs to Sister An. I hope these herbs will help with her injuries."

Zhen Huan nodded in agreement.

However, what actually happened today made Zhen Huan feel a little doubtful.

Although she didn't want to believe it, various guesses involuntarily surfaced in her mind.

Could it be An Lingrong? But An Lingrong has always been timid and cowardly; she shouldn't do such a thing...

Alas, as the saying goes, time will tell, and it's too early to draw any conclusions.

However, from this moment on, Zhen Huan had already begun to be more wary of An Lingrong.

Recalling everything that happened today, Zhen Huan, the Empress, Consort Fucha, and Sister An were all injured to varying degrees.

The more Zhen Huan thought about it, the more suspicious it seemed. So she leaned closer to Shen Meizhuang and deliberately lowered her voice to ask:

"Sister Mei, in your opinion, is it possible that Consort Hua was behind what happened today?"

Shen Meizhuang looked at Zhen Huan with firm eyes and nodded in response without hesitation:

"Given Consort Hua's arrogant, domineering, treacherous, and ruthless nature,

There's probably nothing in this world that she wouldn't do.

I think it's highly likely that she was behind this! As he said this, I couldn't help but recall his furrowed brows and indignant expression.

It is important to know that Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang suffered countless torments under Consort Hua's rule.

Shen Meizhuang, in particular, was not only forced to copy account books, but also worked tirelessly all day long, leaving her with a sore back and aching muscles.

She has also been in danger of being cruelly pushed into the Thousand Carp Pond and nearly losing her life. Even worse, she was falsely accused of faking a pregnancy, causing her to suffer endless humiliation.

Such torment made them hate Consort Hua to the core.

Therefore, whenever any incident occurs in this palace,

They would all subconsciously guess that it was Consort Hua who was secretly behind it, after all, this woman was notorious for her many evil deeds.

Shen Meizhuang's gaze fell on Zhen Huan with concern, and she softly instructed her:

"Huan'er, now that you are six months pregnant, you will have difficulty moving around, so you must be very careful."

I'll head back to my lodgings now; you should get some rest.

Zhen Huan smiled and nodded, saying:

"Don't worry, Sister Mei, I know what I'm doing. Please be careful on your journey."

Then he turned to Jinxi outside and instructed her, "Jinxi, see Sister Mei off for me."

Jinxi quickly stepped forward and replied, "Yes, Your Highness." Then she helped Shen Meizhuang away slowly.

After Shen Meizhuang left, Zhen Huan did not rest immediately.

Jinxi quickly saw Shen Meizhuang off, and seeing that it was getting dark, she hurriedly lit the lamps.

"My lady, I have opened the side gate as you instructed."

But will Consort Duan really come?

Zhen Huan: "Consort Duan is a person of her word. If she says she's coming, she will definitely come."

Jinxi: "Why did you suddenly rush out to save Consort Fucha today? It was too dangerous."

Furthermore, you said your relationship with Consort Fucha wasn't very good. How could that be?

Zhen Huan smiled slightly: "If I were pushed out by someone, would you believe me?"

Jinxi's eyes widened, and she didn't react for a moment.

Zhen Huan continued:

"I guess that person pushed me out with the intention of making me bump into Consort Fucha, so that if Consort Fucha miscarried,"

Then I'm the culprit; you could say I killed two birds with one stone!

Upon hearing this, Jinxi couldn't help but gasp and sigh:

"The people in this palace are truly treacherous! The more pregnant you are, the more likely you are to become the target of everyone's hatred."

Today it is Consort Fucha, tomorrow it will probably be you, Your Highness…

Zhen Huan gazed resolutely into the distance:

"Yes, I hope we can get through these difficulties safely."

However, Consort Fucha is quite lucky today, but who knows how long this luck will last.

Jinxi nodded: "That's true. I hope she can give birth to the dragon prince smoothly."

Zhen Huan said thoughtfully, "I don't know, perhaps Consort Fucha might actually benefit from this misfortune?"