coobybook Chapter 223 Consort Fucha
Chapter 223 Consort Fucha
Zhen Huan's heart tightened, and she quickly put down the book in her hand and stood up to curtsy:
"May Your Majesty be well."
Zhen Huan's voice trembled slightly. She composed herself and continued,
"Your Majesty has been very busy lately. What brings you here today?"
Big Fat Orange strode into the house, his face so gloomy it looked like it could drip water.
But when he saw Zhen Huan's pale face, his anger subsided slightly.
After all, Huanhuan was his beloved concubine, and he still had some concern for her health.
The chubby orange cat waved its hand, dismissing Zhen Huan's formalities.
Then, with a livid face, he slammed the evidence in his hand onto the table.
"Huanhuan, look at this for yourself!"
Consort Shun has never provoked you, why are you doing this?
Big Fat Orange's voice was deep, filled with anger and disappointment.
Zhen Huan was startled. She hurriedly picked up the confession on the table and examined it carefully.
As she flipped through the pages, her expression grew increasingly grim.
The confession detailed the process by which Consort Shun was framed, and also included a list of those involved.
Zhen Huan quickly racked her brains for a solution, trying to find a reasonable explanation.
However, faced with such irrefutable evidence, she was momentarily speechless.
However, Zhen Huan was a clever woman after all, and she quickly calmed down.
She took a deep breath, her face showing surprise and innocence, and said to the emperor:
"Your Majesty, someone is framing me!"
"I have no grudge against Consort Shun, how could I possibly commit such a heinous act?"
The chubby orange cat snorted coldly, its voice revealing a hint of annoyance and dissatisfaction, and said:
"With both witnesses and physical evidence, are you still going to deny it?"
Zhen Huan's heart tightened; she had never expected that the Emperor would be able to find her so quickly this time.
She couldn't help but secretly rejoice, thankful that she hadn't recognized Yu Rao.
Otherwise, this time they would definitely trace her back to her, which would implicate her only surviving relative.
Zhen Huan's eyes gradually welled up with tears.
She fought back her tears, gently touching her chest, and said in a slightly trembling voice:
"I have been recuperating in Suiyu Pavilion, so how could I possibly make things difficult for Consort Shun, a young girl who has just entered the palace?"
Seeing Zhen Huan in such a state, the chubby orange cat naturally felt a pang of sympathy.
He didn't really want to believe that Zhen Huan was behind this, after all, their relationship was quite deep.
However, the evidence presented before us was painstakingly uncovered by Su Peisheng, and there is absolutely no possibility of error.
Moreover, Su Peisheng had always been loyal to him and would never have framed Huanhuan.
Big Fat Orange frowned, lost in thought.
He simply couldn't understand why Huanhuan, a noble consort, would cause Consort Shun to miscarry, given that Huanhuan had no grudge against her.
The chubby orange cat's gaze fell directly on Zhen Huan, and he said in a deep voice:
"This was something I ordered Su Peisheng to investigate. I didn't expect that Consort Duan would leave her people to you after she left?"
Hearing this, Zhen Huan stopped denying it; at this point, further denial would be futile.
Furthermore, Consort Shun was not seriously injured this time, and given the Emperor's guilt towards her, he would not make things too difficult for her.
Zhen Huan lowered her eyes, her eyes filled with tears.
"Fourth Prince, seeing so many pregnant concubines in the palace reminds me of..."
"Mine, my Lingxi and Hongzhan"
Zhen Huan's voice trembled and choked with sobs, as if every word she spoke was tearing her heart apart.
Her tears finally spilled down her cheeks, dripping onto her plain-colored dress and leaving a wet stain.
When the chubby orange saw Zhen Huan's tears, its heart softened.
The deaths of Lingxi and Hongzhan were also a source of pain for him.
He slowly approached Zhen Huan, gently patted her shoulder, and his voice softened considerably:
"Huanhuan, I know you are suffering, but that is no excuse for harming other people's children."
Zhen Huan raised her head, her eyes brimming with tears, and looked at the chubby orange cat. Her voice carried a hint of shame and heartache.
"Fourth Master, my child is gone. The resentment and bitterness in my heart are hard to calm down."
Your Majesty knows you were wrong. You shouldn't have let your emotions cloud your judgment and done such a foolish thing.
But when I see those pregnant concubines, my heart aches.
It was as if I could see my past hopes and happiness, which had now all vanished like bubbles.
Consort Wen and the others have the Empress and her faction protecting them, while Consort Shun is powerless and without favor from you.
"I couldn't resist and took action against her."
Looking at Zhen Huan's tear-streaked face, Big Fat Orange felt a mix of emotions.
He knew about Zhen Huan's past, the pain of losing her children, which was like a sharp blade constantly cutting into her heart.
He sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness and heartache:
"Huanhuan, I know the pain in your heart, and I have always felt guilty."
But by doing this, you've not only hurt others, but you've also put yourself in a difficult situation.
Zhen Huan bit her lip tightly, tears still streaming down her face.
But she felt a huge sense of relief. As long as she was alive, she still had a chance to take revenge.
She choked back tears and said, "Fourth Prince, I know I was wrong."
I am willing to accept any punishment, just please believe that I really did not do it on purpose.
"I was just... just in so much pain that I lost my mind for a moment."
The chubby orange cat was silent for a moment, then slowly said:
Why were Consort Duan's men left for you?
Zhen Huan avoided eye contact for a moment before speaking.
"Does Your Highness still remember the time when I gained favor after entering the palace?"
Big Fat Orange frowned, not understanding why Zhen Huan suddenly brought this up.
Zhen Huan said softly:
"The temperament of Consort Hua back then was completely different from that of Consort Xi today."
"I suffered a great deal at that time, and naturally I harbored resentment towards her."
She sighed softly, then continued:
Perhaps it was precisely because of this that Consort Duan considered entrusting her personnel to me.
Zhen Huan understood that Consort Duan's actions...
They simply wanted to use her to deal with their common enemy—Consort Hua, now the Empress of the Western Palace.
However, these people were not of much use to her and would probably be of little use in the future.
After hearing Zhen Huan's explanation, the chubby orange naturally understood what she meant.
After Consort Duan left, she actually left behind so many people—something Big Fatty Orange hadn't expected.
This made him increasingly aware of Consort Duan's deep scheming.
Big Fat Orange also remembered that Consort Duan had been raised by the Empress Dowager.
It's not that simple, otherwise they wouldn't have given Shilan the abortion medicine back then.
He killed his and Shilan's child.
It's just that Consort Duan is so good at hiding her abilities that everyone overlooks her.
Consort Duan is like a venomous snake lurking in the shadows.
The chubby orange-haired man frowned slightly and said in a deep voice:
"I must give an explanation to the harem regarding this matter."
Zhen Huan, you should stay at Suiyu Pavilion to recuperate and calmly reflect on your mistakes.