Comprehensive film and television: male god's favorite

Chapter 345: Guar Jia Wen Yuan 29

"I dare not!" Zhen Huan kowtowed quickly, and her forehead hit the bluestone floor heavily, making a dull "dong" sound.

"emperor……"

Wen Yuan's eyes rolled, and a plan came to her mind. She covered her chest and said weakly, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty's chest suddenly felt stuffy, as if you couldn't breathe..."

Yinzhen saw that her face was pale and beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead. He panicked immediately. He took Wen Yuan into his arms and asked anxiously, "Yuan'er, what's wrong with you? Where do you feel uncomfortable? Call the imperial physician!"

"Your Majesty," Wen Yuan grabbed Yinzhen's sleeve tightly, her voice weak.

"I am fine, but I was just irritated by Wanpin just now. I feel very uncomfortable..."

As she spoke, she raised her tearful eyes and looked at Yinzhen pitifully: "Your Majesty, please make the decision for me..."

Yinzhen caressed her back lovingly and comforted her softly, "Okay, okay, I'll obey you. Don't cry. When you cry, I feel more uncomfortable than anything else..."

Wen Yuan was secretly happy, she knew that Yinzhen would fall for her tricks the most.

Yinzhen was distressed to see Wen Yuan's pale face, and his anger was even more intense. He swept his sharp eyes towards Zhen Huan, scraping her cheek like a knife, and said in a chilling tone: "Wanpin, the Imperial Concubine is unwell, and you are to blame! Come, send Wanpin back to Suiyuxuan, and you are not allowed to step out of the palace without my order!"

Seeing Yinzhen defending her like this, Wen Yuan was very proud, but she pretended to be weak and unable to control herself. She tilted her body and almost fell to the ground. Yinzhen quickly supported her and asked softly, "Yuan'er, how are you? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Wen Yuan shook her head gently, her voice soft as a mosquito: "I am fine, thank you for your concern, Your Majesty...but I still feel a little uncomfortable in my heart..."

When Yinzhen heard this, he felt even more distressed. He carried Wen Yuan to the bedroom and ordered as he walked, "Call the imperial physician, quickly!"

Zhen Huan and the servants who had been watching the show looked at each other in bewilderment.

Inside the Sui Yuxuan, Zhen Huan lay on the ground, the coldness of the bluestone slabs seeping into her skin through her thin clothes, and even colder was the emperor's ruthlessness.

The scene just now was still vivid in her mind. Yinzhen's protection of Wen Yuan and his ruthless rebuke of herself were like sharp blades, tearing her self-esteem and pride to pieces.

"Your Majesty, the ground is cold, you'd better get up." Jin Xi looked at Zhen Huan worriedly, her eyes red.

Zhen Huan gave a bitter smile, and slowly stood up while holding Jin Xi's hand: "What can we do if we get up? In this harem, after all, we only see the new people laughing, and never hear the old people crying."

She clenched her fists, feeling extremely angry.

Why? Why did the arrogant and unruly Wen Yuan get such favor from Yinzhen?

"Your Majesty, please don't say that. The Emperor..." Huanbi wanted to say something but was stopped by Jinxi's eyes.

"Huanbi, there are some things that are better to be understood in your heart and there is no need to speak them out loud." Jinxi reminded in a low voice.

Zhen Huan naturally understood Jin Xi's concerns, but she found it hard to swallow the anger in her heart.

But at this time, inside Yongshou Palace, there was a completely different scene.

Wen Yuan was leaning on the couch, while Yinzhen was sitting beside her, personally feeding her ginseng soup.

"Your Majesty, please don't bother me. I just feel a little uncomfortable. You make me feel guilty by doing this." Wen Yuan said in a delicate voice, but she secretly glanced at Yinzhen, feeling secretly proud in her heart.

Yinzhen was indeed even more distressed. He put down the ginseng soup, held Wen Yuan's hand, and said softly, "You are weak, how can I not worry? The imperial physician said that you must rest well and never get angry again."

"emperor……"

Wen Yuan leaned her head on Yinzhen's shoulder and said coquettishly, "It's all my fault. I made the emperor worry about me."

"Silly girl, as long as you are fine, everything I do is worth it." Yinzhen gently stroked Wen Yuan's hair, his eyes full of pampering.

"Your Majesty, you are so kind..." Wen Yuan's voice was as soft as a cat's paw, tickling Yinzhen's heart.

"Yuan'er..." Yinzhen hugged Wen Yuan in his arms.

Yinzhen naturally knew that Wen Yuan was pretending. He had been in power for a long time, so what monsters and demons had he not seen?

He could count all the tricks used by the women in the harem with his eyes closed, but he just fell for Wen Yuan's trick.

This little girl is good at pretending, with her eyes rolling around, and who knows what she is up to. But he just fell for it.

"Your Majesty, you are so kind..." Wen Yuan's voice was soft and sweet, like honey. She leaned into Yinzhen's arms, and the soft touch made Yinzhen's heart flutter.

"Yuan'er has been wronged today, and I will definitely compensate you well." Yinzhen's hand gently stroked Wen Yuan's cascading black hair, and his tone was so gentle that water could drip out.

Wen Yuan was secretly happy, but pretended to be shy. She covered half of her face with a handkerchief and whispered, "Your Majesty, what are you talking about? I don't understand..."

"Oh? My beloved concubine, when did you become so slow?" Yinzhen said, leaning over and blowing gently into Wen Yuan's ear.

Yinzhen's hot breath sprayed on Wenyuan's ears, causing goose bumps. She asked tenderly, "How does the emperor want to compensate me?"

Yinzhen smiled ambiguously, and gently lifted her chin with his slender fingers: "Yuan'er, what compensation do you want? Hmm?"

Wen Yuan's eyes turned, and she was thinking secretly. Here comes the opportunity!

"I don't like Concubine Wan..." Wen Yuan dragged out the last syllable, with a hint of coquettishness and a hint of temptation.

"Your Majesty..." Wen Yuan's voice was delicate and contained a hint of grievance.

"I don't like Wanpin. She always looks at the emperor with that kind of eyes, as if the emperor is a heartless man. It makes me feel uncomfortable..."

When Yinzhen listened to Wen Yuan's words, he did not feel unhappy. Instead, he felt an indescribable joy.

Is this little girl jealous? My daughter Yuan'er would also act like a little girl?

He deliberately put on a stern face and said in a deep voice, "Oh? Yuan'er, are you blaming me for ignoring you?"

Wen Yuan's heart skipped a beat, thinking to herself, "Oh no, is it because I've shown it too obviously?" She quickly squeezed out two tears and looked at Yinzhen pitifully.

"Your Majesty, I dare not. I just... just..."

She hesitated to speak, which aroused Yinzhen's curiosity even more.

He lifted Wen Yuan's chin and forced her to look at him: "Just what? Huh?"

"It's just that I can't compare to Concubine Wan who is as talented and learned as you, Your Majesty..." Wen Yuan said, her voice getting smaller and smaller, and in the end it almost sounded like a mosquito's hum.

"Hmph, you are quite self-aware." Yinzhen snorted deliberately, but he was delighted in his heart.