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Chapter 250 The Legend of Zhen Huan Original Female Lead 33

Huan'er seemed a little worried, as if something was bothering her...

Yinzhen in the Yangxin Palace didn't care about all this. He wanted to welcome Erhuan'er into the palace right now.

But there is still a month until New Year's Eve, okay, I'll just have to wait a little longer.

Anyway, he had already told Nianqin that he should bring Chuhuan with him on New Year's Eve. Then he could confront Chuhuan and she would marry him...

Yinzhen endured for a month and did not leave the palace to see Chuhua, just to give her a surprise on New Year's Eve.

But he didn't dare to stop communicating with Huan'er these days, otherwise he didn't know whether Huan'er would be seduced away by other pretty boys.

Before we knew it, New Year's Eve arrived. The palace was filled with joy. Palace maids and eunuchs were coming and going, and everyone had a happy smile on their face.

I haven't been this happy in a long time. Even the palace is much more lively than usual.

That was because he was in a good mood! Because he would be able to meet Huan'er soon and marry her right away.

That’s right, marry!

Since she cannot be given the position of legal wife yet, then give her the honor of legal wife.

When the palace banquet officially began, the gate of the Hall of Supreme Harmony was solemnly opened. Inside the luxurious palace banquet hall, the bright lights were as bright as day, illuminating the gorgeous clothes in the hall.

In the center of the long mahogany carved lacquer table, a glazed jade pot is filled with blooming plum blossoms, the lingering fragrance setting off the elegance and beauty of the nobles in the palace.

Chu Hua followed her father and mother into the Hall of Supreme Harmony. The scene before her made her feel a little dazed, as if she had returned to a scene from a TV drama, luxurious yet solemn.

Ama whispered to her not to lose her manners, and she nodded gently, suppressing the surging emotions in her heart.

Next, please enjoy Chu Hua’s immersive performance…

Chu Huan's gaze swept across the people at the banquet who were dressed in gorgeous clothes, and finally landed on the man at the top who was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe.

He was a middle-aged man. Although he was over 40, he was still extraordinarily handsome, and his imposing aura made people dare not look directly at him.

Chu Hua's heart skipped a beat and a feeling of disbelief surged in her heart.

How could it be him? !

Chu Huan suppressed the surging emotions in her heart and sat down with her father and mother.

The palace banquet had already begun. The sound of stringed instruments was incessant in her ears, and the various delicacies were dazzling, but she had no heart to enjoy them.

My mother, who was sitting next to me, explained softly, "Huan'er, it has always been like this in the palace. Under the surface prosperity and tranquility, there are countless calculations in people's hearts."

Chu Hua nodded slightly to show her understanding.

Chu Huan's mother had long noticed from Nianqin's words that Huan'er was favored by the emperor. She was depressed for a while, but seeing that Nianqin was not that sad, after interrogating him, she found out that the emperor had been planning against Huan'er for a long time.

Poor Huan'er is still kept in the dark.

During the ensuing singing and dancing, Chu Huan pretended to enjoy the music, but in fact she could not eat a single bite of the cold and unpalatable food.

Yinzhen had been paying attention to Chuhua from the top, and he knew that Chuhua had noticed him.

He is the emperor, how can he act so anxious?

Calm down!

But he could not conceal the smile on his lips. All the officials and concubines present noticed that something was wrong with the emperor.

The emperor seems to be in a good mood today?

Queen Yixiu, who was sitting next to Yinzhen, saw it all. Her knuckles turned white as she held the wine glass, but she could not say anything.

These days, the emperor's attitude towards the harem has become increasingly cold, and she, as the queen, is becoming increasingly unable to cope with her duties.

Yinzhen couldn't care less about all these. He could see that Huan'er didn't look well. Was she feeling unwell, or... was Huan'er angry with him?

He was just trying to find an excuse to go down to the banquet hall to see Huan'er, but he heard Empress Yixiu say with a smile: "The plum blossoms in the palace are in full bloom today. Does the emperor like them? I remember the past, when my sister was still alive..."

When Yinzhen heard Yixiu deliberately mention Chunyuan, his face instantly turned cold.

"If the late queen saw that her sister was thinking about her all the time, she would definitely know it in her afterlife..."

Yixiu's expression almost got out of control.

The former queen. Not Rouze, nor Chunyuan...

Yixiu's hands were clenched into fists under her wide sleeves, but she still had a perfect smile on her face.

"Yes, if my sister could see this, she would surely be very pleased. Speaking of which, the plum blossoms in Yimei Garden..."

Before Yixiu could finish her words, she saw that the emperor, who had been beside her just now, had left the hall without her noticing.

Because when Yinzhen glanced at Chu Huan'er's position, he found that Huan'er was not there. He looked at Su Peisheng, and Su Peisheng hinted to him that Huan'er had gone out.

Yinzhen walked out of the Hall of Supreme Harmony quickly, anxiously searching for Chu Huan.

The winter night wind was mixed with a hint of chill, blowing Yinzhen's bright yellow dragon robe, making his figure look even taller, but it could not hide his anxiety at the moment.

Finally, he saw the familiar figure beside the rockery in the imperial garden.

Chu Huan was wearing a light pink Manchu dress and standing alone under the plum tree. Her slender figure looked pitiful in the night breeze.

Yinzhen slowed down his pace, walked slowly behind Chuhua, and asked softly, "It's late at night, why are you here alone?"

When Chu Huan heard the familiar voice, her body trembled slightly, but she did not turn back.

After a few breaths, Chu Hua finally turned around.

"Your servant... greets His Majesty." She knelt down and saluted, with a barely perceptible tremor in her voice.

Seeing Chu Huan's cautious and distant look, Yinzhen felt extremely distressed.

It had been a short while since they last met, but his Huan'er had become more reserved and less lively than before. When they were at the farm outside the city, she would still act like a spoiled child towards him and would even argue with him, but now, she was as respectful as a stranger.

He took a few steps forward and helped Chu Hua up as she was bowing. The warm touch from his fingertips slowly calmed his originally anxious heart.

"Huan'er, the ground is cold, why did you come out without a cloak?"

Chu Huan felt the warmth of Yinzhen's palm and wanted to pull her hand back feeling a little uncomfortable, but he held it tightly.

"Your Majesty, men and women should not touch each other. Please respect yourself."

Yinzhen was startled for a moment, then gave a bitter smile.

Self-respect? The woman he had been dreaming of finally entered the palace, but he couldn't even touch her. How could this be considered self-respect?

"Huan'er, are you blaming me?" His voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of imperceptible fragility.

Chu Huan's heart trembled, and she looked up at Yin Zhen, only to meet a pair of deep eyes. Those eyes were full of hurt and... love?

No, it's impossible. He is the emperor, with three thousand beauties in his harem. How could he be so...

Chu Huan lowered her eyes in panic, not daring to look into Yinzhen's eyes again.

"Your Majesty, your words are too serious. I dare not."

Yinzhen felt even more uncomfortable when he saw Chuhuan's evasive eyes.