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

Since Shen Meizhuang's miscarriage, her health has suffered a lot.

Although the effect of the medicine was reduced at that time, Mei Zhuang still suffered a lot for this scene.

It will take a long time to recover from this illness, so I won't be able to sleep with you in the short term.

Now, Zhen Huan is the only one fighting alone against the Emperor. Although Huimin has secretly formed an alliance with them, she cannot be too close to them in public.

In order to survive in the harem and have someone to look after her, Shen Meizhuang wanted to push An Lingrong to win favor.

Huimin agreed with helping An Lingrong gain favor. After all, no matter how much gifts and money she gave to An Lingrong, it would not last long.

No matter how good sisters are, if one only depends on the other, the relationship will always be worn out.

And only when she stands on her own feet, will An Lingrong's inferiority complex be alleviated.

Huimin didn't want Lingrong to eventually side with the Queen and then step by step fall into the abyss.

If you can give her a helping hand, you can not only preserve our friendship, but also eliminate a strong opponent.

But Huimin did not agree with Shen Meizhuang and Zhen Huan's suggestions.

The method is to make An Lingrong an oriole and leave the impression of a plaything in the eyes of the emperor from the very beginning.

What good will Lingrong have in the future?

She was a human being, someone who could cry and laugh, not the later Li Fei.

But Huimin also knew that An Lingrong had not slept with him for a long time, so she couldn't help but feel anxious.

So he did not reject their opinions in person, but instead prepared to ask An Lingrong in private.

After returning to Hanyue Tower, Huimin saw An Lingrong who had been following her.

She didn't say a word along the way, and she seemed like a puppet being manipulated in the discussion as to how she was being promoted.

Being pulled by the string, controlling the trajectory of movement.

Huimin didn't want her to be like this. An Lingrong was never anyone's appendage, not Zhen Huan's, not Shen Meiyu's, and certainly not her own.

So Huimin took An Lingrong's hand and pressed her down on the chair.

His eyes were fixed on An Lingrong, not missing a single expression on her face.

"Lingrong, tell me what you think."

An Lingrong didn't dare to look Huimin in the eye. Her gaze wandered around and she only spoke randomly.

"Sister, I can do anything."

Huimin looked at her quietly without saying anything.

An Lingrong lowered her head and her voice became smaller and smaller under Huimin's gaze.

Seeing Huimin stopped talking, An Lingrong became more and more panicked.

She suddenly raised her head and looked at Huimin's eyes which were devoid of any emotion.

"Sister, I..."

Huimin sighed helplessly and her voice softened.

"Lingrong, I want to hear your thoughts, not ours."

"There are many things in this world that are beyond your control, but I hope that at least with me, you are free."

After hearing Huimin's words, An Lingrong felt relieved.

This is different, they are different, Sister Zhen and Sister Mei only think about how to gain favor, while Sister Min asks for her own opinion.

The first time An Lingrong went to the emperor's bedchamber, she was afraid of being rejected, and she just kept singing. In An Lingrong's opinion, wasn't she just a singing girl?

The sisters played the flute and the piano, while I...

"Sister, I don't want to...I don't want to, I'm scared."

An Lingrong's speech was incoherent, but Huimin understood what she meant instantly.

An Lingrong was also proud. She didn't care much about singing, which was something she was good at. But she didn't want to be an oriole just to curry favor.

Especially since others have won the emperor's favor with their talent and learning, while she herself has been disliked and has a humble family background, and vying for favor like a singing girl is like vying for favor.

"Sister, my father loved to go to brothels and find singing girls and dancers to entertain him. When I was young, I could only see mother waiting for him at home, but she never came."

"I hate it so much. Those concubines were redeemed by my father, but they all bullied my mother. I had no choice but to shed tears silently."

So that’s how it is. Huimin held An Lingrong’s hand.

"It's hard on you."

An Lingrong shook her head and said, "Sister, I know you are doing this for my own good. I can only sing a few songs if I don't know anything else."

Seeing her like this, Huimin just said:

"Since you don't want to, I'll think of another way for you."

Unexpectedly, when An Lingrong saw Huimin's caring eyes, a smile appeared on her face.

"Sister, I can do it. I think I can do it."

"how?"

Huimin was puzzled, but An Lingrong's eyes were shining like crystal.

"Sister, I suddenly figured it out. Since you don't despise me, why should I belittle myself?"

"Sister hates me the most for underestimating myself."

Seeing An Lingrong's sudden smile, Huimin was stunned.

She...does I have such a big influence on her?

Unknowingly...

Huimin smiled faintly, with mixed feelings, and said no more.

"If you don't want to, you can teach me to sing, and then let the emperor see that you are my master."

An Lingrong smiled, and that smile was extremely bright.

Master… An Lingrong muttered to herself in her heart, and she couldn’t stop jumping for joy.

I just know that Sister Min loves me the most.

With Huimin's words, An Lingrong's knot in her heart was slowly untied.

After deciding on the singing plan, An Lingrong began to practice singing.

It was decided that Liu Yong’s Yu Lin Ling would be the one to play.

In order to make everything happen naturally, An Lingrong has been singing to Huimin every day these days.

The cicadas cry sadly, and it’s late at the long pavilion… Even if there are thousands of kinds of love affairs, who can I tell them to?

The melodious tune and the beautiful singing voice made Huimin intoxicated after the song was over.

"Sister, your singing voice is truly amazing, the sound lingers on and on. I am mesmerized by it, and I'm afraid the Emperor will be even more mesmerized by it."

Huimin teased An Lingrong in a mischievous way.

But this is the truth. I like this gentle singing style the most. An Lingrong's singing is really good. It makes my heart soften.

Lingrong turned her head away embarrassedly, but still couldn't help secretly glancing at Huimin and also smiled.

"If you like it, I will sing it to you every day."

An Lingrong liked Huimin's affirmation the most, so she suggested it when she had the chance.

Huimin just smiled and waved her hand.

"I'm not so lucky. I'm afraid my sister won't be free next time. I can't let my voice become hoarse. Then the emperor won't be able to hear enough of my sister's singing."

Huimin made a joke, but An Lingrong took it seriously.

"Even if the emperor wants to listen, my sister comes first."

Looking at An Lingrong's serious eyes at this moment.

Huimin remained silent. If she was sincere now, what about the future?

Huimin will never let down those who treat her sincerely.

It's just that Huimin is wary of others, so she won't easily let down her psychological defenses against these concubines except for the people she trusts the most.

After all, if you take one wrong step, you may end up in an abyss.