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Chapter 333: Guar Jia Wen Yuan 17

But in the end, she found out that she was just a joke, a poor creature who was played around by the emperor.

“Hahaha…” Nian Shilan suddenly laughed up to the sky, her laughter filled with despair and sadness, “What a great emperor! What a man to sleep with! I, Nian Shilan, was so blind to fall in love with the wrong person!”

Zhen Huan looked at her crazy appearance, and a hint of pleasure flashed in her eyes.

Nian Shilan suddenly got up from the ground and slammed into the wall like a mad beast.

"Your Majesty! You have caused Shilan so much pain!"

The desperate cries echoed in the cold palace, and the shrill sound was creepy.

Zhen Huan was startled and she subconsciously took a step back.

With a loud bang, Nian Shilan's body slid down weakly, and bright red blood slowly flowed from her forehead, spreading on the cold floor, which was shocking to the eye.

Zhen Huan was stunned, her heart beating wildly. She had originally just wanted to take this opportunity to provoke Nian Shilan, but she had never expected that Nian Shilan would be so determined that she would rather kill herself than accept this cruel reality.

Yinzhen knew that Zhen Huan had gone to the cold palace to see Nian Shilan, and then Nian Shilan committed suicide. A chill rose from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but have doubts in his mind.

The tenderness and affection he once had had turned into a hypocritical mask, and all he had towards Zhen Huan was endless disgust.

Yinzhen's face was terribly gloomy, like the calm before the storm.

He clenched the secret letter in his hand, his knuckles turning blue and white. Su Xi did not set the fire, so who set the fire? The answer is self-evident.

He stood up suddenly, and the sleeves of his dragon robe swept the memorials on the table, making a loud "crash" sound.

"Your Majesty, please calm down!" Su Peisheng, who was standing by, was so frightened by Yinzhen's behavior that he fell to his knees and tried to persuade him in a trembling voice.

She was pure and lovely when she first entered the palace, she was heartbroken when she had a miscarriage, and later she showed hatred and fear towards Nian Shilan in front of him...

It turned out that all of this was a lie she had carefully woven!

"What a Zhen Huan!" Yinzhen growled with gritted teeth, his eyes burning with rage.

An unprecedented chill surged in Yinzhen's heart. He seemed to have truly come to know Zhen Huan. The woman who claimed to love him actually hid such deep scheming. He didn't even dare to think about it anymore.

Yinzhen rushed to Yongshou Palace with a gloomy face. As soon as he stepped into the palace, he saw Wen Yuan lazily leaning on the chaise longue, holding a bunch of grapes in her hand, putting them into her mouth one by one nonchalantly. Her white and round fingertips were stained with crystal juice, which made her skin look whiter than snow.

"What is Yuan'er eating?" Yinzhen's tone softened unconsciously, and the annoyance that had accumulated over the past few days seemed to have dissipated a little.

"Why did the emperor come here so early today?" Wen Yuan raised her eyes and asked in surprise, with a sly smile on the corner of her mouth.

Yinzhen sat down beside her, held her soft little hand, and gently stroked it: "I feel depressed, and I want to come to your place to relax."

Wen Yuan pulled her hand back, wiped it with a handkerchief as if unintentionally, and said nonchalantly: "Oh? I wonder what has troubled the emperor so much?"

He took a deep breath and told her the news that Zhen Huan had been to the cold palace and that Nian Shilan had committed suicide.

After hearing this, Wen Yuan covered her mouth in surprise and said, "Oh, this is really... such a pity."

She said coquettishly, and put a peeled grape to Yinzhen's mouth. Yinzhen's heart moved, and he opened his mouth to take it in. The sweetness of the grape spread on the tip of his tongue, but it was not as sweet as the person in front of him.

"You are always so considerate." Yinzhen held Wen Yuan's hand, his eyes full of doting.

"Only with you can I find a moment of peace."

"Your Majesty, will you dine with me?"

Seeing that Yinzhen didn't say anything, Wen Yuan stood up, walked to his side, and gently massaged his shoulders.

Her fingertips were soft, with a faint fragrance, which gradually calmed Yinzhen's originally irritable mood.

He closed his eyes, enjoying this rare tranquility, as if he had returned to the moment when he first met Wen Yuan.

At that time, Wen Yuan still had a bit of immaturity between her eyebrows and eyes, but it could not conceal her unique agility and charm.

She was not like other concubines who tried to please him deliberately. Instead, she was innocent and naive, which made him want to get close to her and protect her from any harm.

"Okay, I'll do as you say." Yinzhen opened his eyes, his eyes full of doting.

Dinner was served in the warm room in Wenyuan Palace, with a few exquisite side dishes and a bowl of steaming soup, simple yet warm.

"Your Majesty, please try the pastries I made myself." Wen Yuan picked up a piece of peach blossom cake and handed it to Yinzhen's mouth.

Yinzhen looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and a warm feeling welled up in his heart. He opened his mouth and took the pastry. It was sweet in the mouth, with the fragrance of peach blossoms and the tenderness of Wen Yuan.

"Is it delicious?" Wen Yuan asked with blinking eyes.

"It's delicious. Everything is delicious as long as it's made by Yuan'er." Yinzhen said with a smile, his eyes full of tenderness.

Wen Yuan asked someone to take away the dinner, but Yinzhen was still immersed in the joy he had just experienced, holding Wen Yuan's hand and refusing to let go.

He looked at the smiling woman in front of him, and an indescribable sense of satisfaction surged in his heart. Those concubines, who were fat and thin, and who competed with each other for beauty, all pale in comparison to Wen Yuan.

"Yuan'er, you are so nice." Yinzhen couldn't help but admire her, his tone full of doting. He thought of Zhen Huan's hypocritical face, and felt even more disgusted.

"Your Majesty, what you said is true. My feelings for you are evident to all." Wen Yuan glanced at him coquettishly, with a hint of charm in her eyes.

Yinzhen was fascinated by her charming appearance. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her tempting red lips.

Wen Yuan fell into his arms, her slender fingers gently hooked on his collar, allowing him to do whatever he wanted.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night..." Wen Yuan pushed him away, panting, a blush on her face, making her look even more charming.

Yinzhen's kiss came like a storm, Wen Yuan pretended to be shy and struggled for a few times, then half-heartedly submitted. She wrapped her slender arms around Yinzhen's neck, feeling his hot breath and strong arms, but her heart was calm.

"Your Majesty, you hurt me..." Wen Yuan's delicate voice carried a hint of anger, which successfully made Yinzhen stop his actions.

He reluctantly left Wen Yuan's lips, looking at the tears in her eyes, his heart full of pity: "It's my fault, I hurt Yuan'er."

Yinzhen was immersed in the land of tenderness, the fragrance of Wen Yuan lingering around his nose, making him intoxicated.

He thought he would spend a wonderful night in this fragrance, but was suddenly awakened by a chill.