Zhen Huan is still in love, and her sister's goal is to become the queen mother

Since Huimin met Concubine Cao last time, she has been planning to visit Zhen Huan and An Lingrong.

My status is similar to Shen Meizhuang's, so we naturally talked more when paying our respects, and our relationship was more closely connected.

But on the way back to the palace, he was often with Xinchang.

Noble Lady Fucha and himself would occasionally visit each other's palaces.

Before I knew it, I became familiar with some of the concubines in the palace.

Huimin smiled:

"Ruyi, prepare the silver charcoal, let's go and see Wan Changzai."

When I took people to see Zhen Huan, I felt a cold air blowing towards me as soon as I entered the room.

"Why are you so cold? How do the people below serve you?"

Huimin's sharp eyes swept directly towards the palace servants who were serving her, and it seemed that she was thinking about Zhen Huan in every way.

"Hey, don't blame them, they are all very dedicated."

Zhen Huan quickly spoke up to defend her.

But Liu Zhu couldn't help but complain when he heard Huimin ask this:

"My dear lady, you don't know that the Ministry of Internal Affairs always likes to flatter the weak and the charcoal they sent is totally unusable."

Upon hearing this, Huimin immediately showed indignation:

"How can this be possible? How are you going to survive this winter?"

Huimin sat next to Zhen Huan and spoke up for her.

"I brought you some silver charcoal. Use it first."

Huanbi said happily: "Xiaozhu Xian is still thinking about our Xiaozhu."

Huimin also smiled and held Zhen Huan's hand.

"How can I not miss the friendship we had when we entered the palace together?"

Zhen Huan seemed very touched and shook Huimin's hand in return.

"It is easier to add icing on the cake than to help someone in need. I am grateful for this friendship."

The two were expressing their feelings when Shen Meizhuang and An Lingrong arrived.

"Ouch, it's so cold in this room."

Mei Zhuang shrank her cloak due to the cold and went to Zhen Huan first to test the temperature of her hand.

Zhen Huan also took Mei Zhuang's hand and led her forward, holding Hui Min with her other hand. She looked at Mei Zhuang, then at Hui Min, and said with a smile:

"Just now Huimin said that the room was cold, and then you came too."

Seeing Huimin was there, Meizhuang couldn't help but be pleasantly surprised:

"It's not easy for us sisters to get together."

Lingrong, who was sitting on the embroidery stool, also said, "That's right."

"I brought you some silver charcoal. I see you are using black charcoal. It must be the servants in the Ministry of Internal Affairs who are doing something bad. I must report this to the Queen."

Shen Meizhuang frowned angrily, but she felt sorry for this sister who grew up with her.

"It's better to have less trouble than more. Besides, you are favored, so they dare not neglect me. Besides, didn't you send them all to me?"

Zhen Huan looked at Mei Zhuang and Ling Rong with a smile, then held Hui Min's hand.

"The friendship of helping others in times of need is more valuable than anything else."

Zhen Huan said this, she and Mei Zhuang have a deep sisterly relationship, and Mei Zhuang is thinking about everything. Huimin, however, looked at An Lingrong. The position that An Lingrong agreed to had a small share of charcoal to begin with, let alone good charcoal such as silver thread charcoal and red basket charcoal, even her black charcoal might not be enough.

I'll have to wait and see.

Over there, Zhen Huan and Shen Meizhuang were talking about how to control subordinates and matters of sleeping with the emperor.

Huimin occasionally agreed with them and just watched them chat with a smile.

As Zhen Huan was talking, she mentioned An Lingrong and began to care about whether she had slept with him. An Lingrong took out a heater cover and gave it to Zhen Huan.

"This brocade was given to each new bride when she first entered the palace. Wouldn't it be a waste to use such fine material to make a stove cover?"

An Lingrong didn't even have two sets of clothes of her own, but she was genuinely sincere towards Zhen Huan at this time.

Huimin just smiled and watched without saying much.

After chatting for a while, the emperor asked Shen Meizhuang to learn how to manage the affairs of the harem. As the year was coming to an end, Shen Meizhuang had too much to do and had to leave.

Huimin then also resigned from Zhen Huan.

On the way back to the palace, Chuxiu Palace and Xianfu Palace are next to each other. Usually Huimin would go with Meizhuang, but this time Meizhuang wanted to visit each palace first to see how they were decorated, so they separated.

However, after Meizhuang left, An Lingrong took something out of her sleeve and handed it to Huimin.

"This is?"

An Lingrong smiled with her eyebrows curved, seeming a little embarrassed.

"I made two heater covers out of that piece of brocade. This one is for Sister Huimin."

Huimin didn't expect that An Lingrong still cared about her and even had a copy of the heater cover for her. She sighed in her heart.

"It's already hard for you to stay in the palace, so you might as well use this material to make some clothes."

An Lingrong shook her head, but still insisted to Huimin:

"On that day of the talent show, you and Sister Zhen both stood up for me. If it weren't for you and Sister Zhen, how could Ling Rong be here today?"

She paused, thinking about the time when she was rejected in the talent show, but she didn't expect that her steady attitude would be noticed by the Queen Mother. Then a butterfly landed on the flower that Zhen Huan had pinned for her, and the butterfly complemented the butterfly hairpin given by Huimin.

The fluttering butterflies, flapping their wings as if ready to fly, the lifelike butterfly hairpin, and the crabapple flowers where the butterflies were resting, all these three things attracted the emperor.

"The flowers fall without the butterflies flying, the moon is bright under the crabapple branches, I wear flowers and a butterfly hairpin, if that's the case, there's no need to give me flowers."

An Lingrong still remembers how she felt when the situation took such a sudden turn.

That flower and that hairpin changed her destiny and allowed her to enter the palace. Naturally, An Lingrong was full of gratitude to Zhen Huan and Huimin.

Seeing An Lingrong's insistence, Huimin nodded, and the two walked together for a while.

"Lingrong, how is your life in the palace? The Ministry of Internal Affairs flatters the powerful and bullies the weak. You have not yet had a chance to sleep with the emperor. I'm afraid your life is not easy. I saw you sneeze today, but are we running out of charcoal?"

An Lingrong felt warmed when she saw Huimin noticed this little detail of hers. She thought that Zhen Huan had Shen Meizhuang to help her in every way, but she didn't notice that her charcoal was not enough, but Sister Huimin noticed her.

"My share is small, indeed..."

Seeing An Lingrong stammering and stopping talking, Huimin, who had always been aware of her situation, naturally understood.

"I'll have Ruyi bring some people to bring you some red charcoal later. This kind of charcoal produces less smoke and is easier to burn. You can use it first."

When An Lingrong heard Huimin say this, she gathered her sleeves and pursed her lips happily.

"I have two pieces of new fabric, the color suits you just fine, it's almost New Year, so you can make two new clothes."

An Lingrong seemed not to have expected that there was still material for clothes. She looked up at Huimin blankly, and unexpectedly saw Huimin smiling at her.

An Lingrong felt as if she was stabbed. Huimin only saw a trace of tears in her eyes, which disappeared in an instant.

"Well, you and I don't have to be polite. You made this heater cover for me. I've always been thinking about me. How could I forget you?"

Seeing An Lingrong looking at her shyly, Huimin felt helpless.

"Okay, you are weak, go back to the palace first, don't catch a cold."

"Sister..." An Lingrong took two steps and turned to look at Huimin. Huimin was still looking at An Lingrong's back. When she saw her turn around, she smiled at her.

An Lingrong was like a child who had always been ignored but was suddenly recognized by adults. She felt that the gaze seemed to have "discovered" her who had always been in the corner and ignored by everyone. Yes, it was "discovered".

She was totally at a loss, and turned her head back stiffly with a red face.