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

With Jing'an, my life has added a lot of different colors.

I don't want to restrict her, nor do I want to drag her down in the name of doing good for her.

I try my best to give my only daughter freedom and respect her choices as much as possible.

Whether it was playing with the princes when he was young, or being ambitious when he grew up.

I support my Jingan.

Others mocked me for coming from a humble family and not knowing how to raise a princess.

But I don't care.

As long as she is happy, that's all.

I was born in a deformed family and grew up in a distorted environment. I don’t know what it means to be a qualified mother, so I can only give my daughter what I longed for but didn’t get in my childhood, and learn to be a mother little by little.

Fortunately, my Jing'an lives freely and unrestrainedly.

That year Jing'an got married, and I smiled with relief in front of her.

I am proud that my daughter has such lofty ambitions.

But in the bedroom, she couldn't stop crying.

This is my only child. From today on, she will leave the protection of her mother and fly alone.

She will be in Mongolia now, so we will have less time to meet.

But I knew I couldn't stop her.

Trapping Jing'an by my side in the name of love will make her regretful for the rest of her life.

Later, I always looked forward to news from Jing'an in the palace.

I listened to her slowly coming to power and becoming regent, enjoying great glory.

Gradually, when people mentioned Princess Jing'an, their tone became one of admiration and respect.

As a mother, I am filled with pride.

I have lived well in the palace these years.

The previous emperor passed away, and the new emperor is extremely filial.

When Hongyao was young, I taught him together with Sister Min. This child has always been grateful. After becoming a concubine, his treatment is much better than when he was in the harem of the previous emperor.

After hearing the news about Jing'an and knowing that my daughter was doing well, I gradually felt relieved.

Nowadays, my sister Min and I enjoy the flowers, drink tea, and joke with each other on weekdays. We live a happy life.

The concubines all loved to go to the Queen Mother, but there were just too many people.

In my opinion, Xia Dongchun is fine, but why are Fu Cha Peiyun and the others joining in the fun all day long?

And there is Zhen Yurao, who loves to go to the Cining Palace every day and calls her sister all the time. Really, Zhen Yurao is her sister.

There is also Liu Jia, who is good at trying to please others.

As a result, every time I go to the Cining Palace, there are always crowds of people.

With so many people around, Sister Min's attention was distracted.

but……

But finally, all the hard work paid off.

After the death of the late emperor, the relationship among the concubines, who had been at odds with each other, improved a lot.

At least there is no need to confront each other to the death anymore.

The new emperor's harem is also bustling, and it's interesting for us concubines to watch these newcomers fighting each other.

The same tactics we used back then are being used again.

However, this generation of newcomers is really immature, and their methods are far inferior to those of the previous emperor.

Of course, it may also be because of Sister Min's presence that they dare not be too presumptuous.

The concubines competed with each other in beauty and tried their best to win favor, but each of them showed off their unique abilities.

Xia Dongchun said that these people were really noisy every day, but they also made the harem lively and bustling, like a stage.

I think so too, but Hongyao's heart is not on this, which makes it impossible for these people to compete for his favor.

Hongyao wants to be a wise ruler.

Time flies in the blink of an eye.

That day, I was embroidering in Shoukang Palace as usual, and when I felt like it, I sang a song.

In a trance, I seemed to see myself when I first entered the palace many years ago.

I was like this too in the side hall of the Yanxi Palace.

Singing songs and embroidering flowers.

But at that time, I was a concubine of the lowest rank. The palace servants dared to disrespect me and the concubines mocked my family background.

Now, I curl my lips gently.

Who dares to disrespect me?

I have lived my life and the second half of it for myself, and it is finally worth it.

Don’t live to settle down, don’t live to be someone else’s puppet, but live for yourself.

I am An Lingrong, I am just An Lingrong.