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Chapter 579 The Legend of Zhen Huan An Lingrong 36

At this moment, a eunuch ran in in a panic, knelt down in front of Yinzhen, and reported loudly: "Your Majesty! The maid of Yongshou Palace came to report that Concubine Li... Concubine Li fainted!"

Yinzhen's expression changed instantly. He turned his head sharply, the cold light in his eyes faded slightly, replaced by deep worry.

Yinzhen suddenly threw away his sleeves, his expression changed suddenly, and he no longer cared about Zhen Huan.

He turned around and left in a panic, not even willing to give a glance, and hurried out of the Yangxin Palace, almost jogging.

Zhen Huan sat on the ground, still in shock. She looked at Yinzhen's back as he left, feeling mixed emotions. In her previous life, she had never seen Yinzhen lose his composure like this - the emperor who remained calm even when faced with a catastrophe actually panicked over An Lingrong.

Fear was gradually replaced by another emotion - jealousy.

The strong jealousy, like poison, corroded her internal organs. She clenched her fists tightly, her nails digging deep into her palms, but she didn't feel any pain.

An Lingrong, it's An Lingrong again! Why, why can she always get everything so easily?

Fragments of memory came flooding in like a tide, impacting her nerves.

In her previous life, she put in a lot of effort and took every step carefully, and finally helped Hongli ascend the throne.

But in the end, what did she get? Endless emptiness and loneliness.

“Why…” She roared in a low voice, her voice as hoarse as a broken bellows.

"Why can she have all this!"

What made her even more unacceptable was that Yunli avoided him like a snake and scorpion. She didn't understand why Yunli, who was as gentle as jade and took good care of her in his previous life, was so cold to her in this life, and even had obvious disgust for her.

This huge gap was even more difficult for her to accept than Yinzhen's neglect.

She didn't understand why everything changed after she started over again?

Yinzhen hurried towards Yongshou Palace. Palace maids and eunuchs knelt down and saluted him along the way, but he had no time to pay attention to them. He had only one thought in his mind: Rong'er, how is she?

In Yongshou Palace, An Lingrong lay on the bed, her face pale and her breath weak. The imperial physician was checking her pulse, with beads of sweat oozing from her forehead. The palace maids came and went, carrying hot water and medicine bowls, in a hurry, and the atmosphere was tense and depressing.

Yinzhen rushed into the inner hall and saw An Lingrong's appearance. His heart sank suddenly. He walked quickly to the bedside, held her cold hand, and asked anxiously: "Rong'er, what's wrong with you?"

An Lingrong slowly opened her eyes, saw Yinzhen, and smiled weakly: "Your Majesty, I'm fine, just a little tired."

"Nonsense! You look so pale, how can you be okay?" Yinzhen hugged her in his arms with heartache, feeling her thin body, his heart filled with self-blame and worry.

Yinzhen stared at the imperial physician closely, his eyes as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath, as if he wanted to cut the other person open.

"What happened? Why did Concubine Li faint?"

The imperial physician was frightened by Yinzhen's aura and trembled all over. He knelt down quickly and replied tremblingly: "Reply...Reply to the emperor, Concubine Li... Concubine Li's pulse is pregnant..."

"Pregnant pulse?" Yinzhen was stunned at first, then ecstasy surged in his heart. He helped the imperial physician up and spoke excitedly.

"Are you telling the truth? Rong'er is pregnant?"

The imperial physician nodded quickly, "It is absolutely true! I...I would never dare to deceive the emperor!"

Yinzhen was overjoyed. He carefully stroked An Lingrong's still pale cheek and said softly, "Rong'er, did you hear that? We are going to have a child."

A teardrop fell from the corner of An Lingrong's eye. She nodded gently and smiled weakly: "Your Majesty...Your Majesty heard it..."

Yinzhen turned around and ordered the maid: "Quick, go and get the thousand-year-old ginseng that I have collected, so that Concubine Li can have a good restorative effect!"

He also repeatedly warned the imperial physician: "I entrust Concubine Li and her unborn child to you. If anything happens to them, you will be held responsible!"

The imperial physician kowtowed in fear and trepidation: "I will do my best to ensure the safety of Empress Li and her child!"

Yinzhen finally felt relieved. He sat beside the bed, holding An Lingrong's hand, his eyes so gentle that tears could be dripping from them.

The imperial physician wiped the sweat from his forehead and reported carefully, "Your Majesty, Concubine Li is very fragile and still very young. I'm afraid she will...suffer some pain during childbirth."

Yinzhen's originally ecstatic mood was poured cold water by the imperial physician's words.

He frowned and asked solemnly, "Is there any way to avoid it?"

The imperial physician replied tremblingly: "This... this woman giving birth is like walking through the gates of hell. Your servants... your servants will do their best, but... but in the case of Concubine Li..."

He paused, not daring to continue, for fear of angering the emperor.

Yinzhen didn't care about all that. He had only one thought in his mind at the moment: to save Rong'er and their child.

Even if it costs him everything, he will never let them and their son have any mishaps. He held An Lingrong's hand tightly and said firmly: "I don't care about that. I just want them and their son to be safe!"

The imperial physician dared not say anything more, but stepped aside in a timid manner. Yinzhen did not care about the gates of hell, he only knew that the child he had waited so hard for must not have any mishaps.

He held An Lingrong's hand tightly and said firmly, "Rong'er, don't worry, I will definitely let you give birth to a baby safely."

An Lingrong felt the warmth of Yinzhen's palm, and a warm current surged in her heart. She smiled weakly: "Your Majesty, I believe in you."

Yinzhen gently caressed An Lingrong's hand, but his eyes drifted into the distance, a trace of gloom passed through his eyebrows. He thought of the woman who almost made him a joke - Zhen Huan.

"Rong'er, today I was almost... deceived by Zhen." He paused, as if he didn't want to mention this name again, with a hint of disgust in his tone.

An Lingrong sensed the change in Yinzhen's mood, and her frail body trembled slightly. She asked softly, "Your Majesty...but my sister...did she make you angry again?"

Yinzhen took a deep breath and told what happened today.

An Lingrong was so shocked that her mouth opened wide, her lips slightly parted, and her watery eyes widened, like a frightened deer, so cute. Yinzhen looked at her like this, and the gloom in his heart was swept away, and a trace of pity arose instead. He reached out and gently pinched An Lingrong's cheek, and said softly: "What? Are you scared?"

Yinzhen's heart softened as he looked at her like this. He gently scratched the tip of An Lingrong's nose and said lovingly, "My Rong'er, you are so silly and cute."

An Lingrong finally came back to her senses. She bit her lower lip lightly and asked worriedly, "Your Majesty, then...then my sister..."