The Legend of Zhen Huan: Year after year, we share the spring breeze

Chapter 255 Crescent Moon Princess



Chapter 255 Crescent Moon Princess

As soon as these words came out, Shen Meizhuang, Feng Ruozhao, and Ye Lanyi became nervous instantly, "Is it really that serious?"

Su Ye waved her hand leisurely and said seriously, "Yes! If I had come a moment later, the wound would have healed on its own!"

An Lingrong was the first to react, "Hahaha..."

When she smiled, the others understood what Su Ye meant and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"You girl, you deserve to be beaten!" An Lingrong said with a smile.

Only Shen Meizhuang looked at An Lingrong's wound with a dark look in her eyes.

After a while of laughter and joking, Ye Lanyi knelt down, kowtowed respectfully, and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty!"

An Lingrong stepped forward and helped her up: "I made the decision for you without discussing it with you first. You won't blame me, will you?"

"Your Majesty, what are you saying? If I were to stay in this palace, I would be living a life worse than death. I am grateful for your great kindness." Ye Lanyi spoke sincerely.

"You once saved my life, so naturally I have to consider everything for you." An Lingrong patted her hand gently.

After they both finished talking, Shen Meizhuang slowly spoke: "Miss Ye, I'm afraid you can't stay in the Old Summer Palace!"

Several people nodded. Although Yongzheng had temporarily given up this idea today, there was no guarantee that he would not think of it again one day. Staying in the Old Summer Palace would always be a hidden danger.

An Lingrong thought for a moment and said, "Sister, why not transfer her to Mulan Paddock? In a few years, when she's old enough, let her leave the palace!"

After saying that, he looked at Ye Lanyi again: "Are you willing?"

Ye Lanyi's eyes were filled with tears as she nodded vigorously: "I am willing!"

Fortunately, Yongzheng was the last Baturu of the Qing Dynasty. He was busy with state affairs all his life and never went to Mulan Autumn Hunt. By going there, Ye Lanyi could stay away from Yongzheng's troubles and be with her beloved horse.

"Okay, I'll arrange it." Shen Meizhuang nodded.

A few days later, in the early morning, outside Shenwu Gate, An Lingrong handed a package to Ye Lanyi: "Here are some banknotes and jewelry. When you leave the palace, live a good life!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Ye Lanyi's eyes were filled with tears as she was about to bow down and pay her respects.

An Lingrong helped her up, looked her in the eyes and said seriously, "Remember what you promised me. Take a good look at this beautiful country for me."

"Yes, I will remember this. Take care, Madam!"

"Take care of yourself too!"

The carriage went farther and farther away, and the palace walls and pavilions became more and more blurred. The Forbidden City that had trapped her for countless days and nights was now being left behind little by little, and what was waiting for her ahead was the vast world.

Many years later, when she was galloping freely across the boundless grassland, she would always think of the woman who couldn't even get on a horse.

A faint smile played on Ye Lanyi's lips, a mixture of longing and respect in her heart. She knew that no matter how time passed, that figure would forever remain in the depths of her memory, becoming a bright spot in her long life.

Of course, this is something.

An Lingrong turned around and saw Shen Meizhuang standing quietly not far behind her. She was tall and slender, her elegant dress fluttering gently in the breeze. The soft morning sunlight fell on her, casting a gentle glow on her whole body.

An Lingrong hurriedly ran towards her, calling out sweetly, "Sister!"

No matter how many people she sent away, when she turned around, there was always someone waiting for her, and all her sadness and parting feelings disappeared in an instant!

Shen Meizhuang picked up a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead, saying softly, "It's hot, let's go back!"

"it is good!"

As they walked back together, Shen Meizhuang asked, "You and her have only known each other for less than a month, but why do I feel like you've known each other for a long time?"

"Sister, the relationship between people is not about time, but about fate. Some people have known each other for more than ten years and are just acquaintances, while some people can connect with each other after only knowing each other for a few days."

"It's like we just met?" Shen Meizhuang raised the corners of her mouth and revealed a knowing smile.

"Yes!" An Lingrong nodded heavily, with a warm light flashing in her eyes.

After Ye Lan'yi left, An Lingrong's life became boring again.

As the end of summer quietly approaches, the magnificent scenery of lotus fields is no longer there. The leaves that once supported a cool and poetic environment like a green canopy have gradually lost their vitality, their edges have begun to turn yellow, and the vitality has been drained from their veins by time. They curl up and wrinkle powerlessly on the water surface.

Among the withered lotus leaves, lotus pods stand proudly, their bodies bulging with plump lotus seeds hidden inside. With their deep green color and mature posture, they herald the arrival of autumn.

On the evening of the first day of August, a loud baby cry echoed throughout the Old Summer Palace.

Feng Ruozhao's delivery went smoothly without any pain. Yongzheng was very happy and immediately gave her the title of Princess Xinyue.

Time passes slowly, silently taking away the days and nights, making everything change unknowingly.

The most favored person in the palace these days was Consort Qi. Her charming appearance and eloquent mouth pleased the emperor greatly, and soon she was promoted to Consort Qi.

The emperor often came to Shangxia Tianguang to visit Princess Longyue, holding the child while listening to An Lingrong singing.

Yet, despite the seemingly harmonious and beautiful scene, no one could truly guess who the Emperor was thinking of. Perhaps as he embraced Longyue, he was thinking of the gentle and graceful Zhen Huan; or perhaps, as he lost himself in the beauty of An Lingrong's singing, the smiling face of Empress Chunyuan emerged from his mind. Or perhaps there were other women whose presence loomed in his thoughts... In short, the heart of an emperor was unfathomable, and no one could truly know the truest destination of his deepest feelings.

While Feng Ruozhao was in confinement after giving birth, Shen Meizhuang became increasingly busy. All the complicated palace affairs were handed over to her. Fortunately, Zhao Yingjiu was a capable and loyal man. Whenever he was given the task, he could always handle it as quickly as possible. Shen Meizhuang was also able to handle it with ease and could even find time to accompany An Lingrong to visit the garden.

A gentle breeze gently brushed the treetops, bringing down a golden rain. The spirit of autumn began to spread to every corner, immersing oneself in this comfort and leisure, healing anxiety and boredom. The autumn wind was cool, the leaves fell silently, the sky was high and vast, the river was calm and rippled, and the palace walls and vegetation seemed particularly lonely.

After returning to the Forbidden City, the triennial talent show began.

An Lingrong had nothing to do, so she walked to the Tiyuan Hall and looked at those women who were like flower buds. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart that it was another reincarnation.

These three years seem like a long, long time.


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