Xia Dongchun from Legend of Zhen Huan: I want to live till the last episode

Xia Dongchun left, but Noble Lady Fucha heard their conversation clearly, and for the first time she understood the meaning of Xia Dongchun's words.

"Could it be that Xia Dongchun's premature birth has something to do with you?" Noble Lady Fucha walked up to An Lingrong with a smile on her face, but this smile was not kind, but rather a gloating test. "Otherwise, why would Xia Dongchun say something like, 'If you don't want others to know, you'd better not do it yourself?'"

An Lingrong didn't even dare to raise her head. She looked down at the ground, not daring to meet Noble Lady Fucha's gaze, and she no longer had the arrogance she had just now.

The more Noble Lady Fucha felt that she had guessed right, the more proud she became. "It seems that I was right, right? But Xia Dongchun should not have any evidence, right? Otherwise, with her personality, she would have reported it to the emperor long ago. How could she allow you to be favored now?"

An Lingrong knew that if she continued to remain silent, it would only make Noble Lady Fucha more proud and confirm her statement. So even though she felt guilty, she bit her tongue, using the pain to sober herself up and muster up her courage again: "Sister Fucha, why are you so aggressive? This is in the palace. If you don't have evidence, don't talk nonsense. Otherwise, if the emperor hears, he will be angry with you."

Noble Lady Fucha frowned and said, "How dare you use the emperor to pressure me?"

"I don't dare. I just want to remind you kindly." An Lingrong's hands were clenched into fists in her sleeves, but her face returned to its calm and indifferent look. It was this look that made Noble Lady Fucha even more angry. "Whether you listen or not is up to you, not me."

After saying this, An Lingrong took Baojuan and left directly. She was afraid that if she didn't leave, she would not be able to continue pretending.

"My lady, don't be angry. It's not worth it to ruin your health for such a person's anger." Sang'er supported Noble Lady Fucha. "An Da Ying is just a little angry because she has just been favored. After a while, when the emperor's novelty wears off, we will see how she can still be proud."

Noble Lady Fucha then stopped chasing after them and took Sang'er back to the Yanx Palace.

An Lingrong didn't go back, she wanted to go to Sui Yuxuan.

Since Ling Yuan's full-moon banquet, Zhen Huan had very little communication with her, but she just wanted to be favored and didn't want to distance herself from Zhen Huan at this time.

What's more... An Lingrong thought as she walked, Sister Wan was still nice to her, it was just that Sister Mei didn't like her. Now that Sister Mei was under house arrest and had lost favor, there would be no one to come between her and Zhen Huan to hinder them.

As long as Sister Wan treats her as well as before, she will still treat Sister Wan as her own sister even if she works for the Queen in the future.

An Lingrong thought so.

Arriving at Suiyu Pavilion, Zhen Huan saw An Lingrong coming and was not as enthusiastic as before. Although she was not cold either, she was still not as cold as before when An Lingrong was not favored: "Lingrong is here, please sit down."

An Lingrong sat down, pursed her lips, and got straight to the point: "Are you angry with Lingrong?"

The moment she said this, An Lingrong's eyes were already wet.

Zhen Huan was originally angry, but when she saw her like this, her expression softened a lot.

An Lingrong noticed this and continued, "Since Lingrong entered the palace, she has often seen Concubine Hua's power and cold eyes, and people flattering the powerful and bullying the weak. It was her sister who protected Lingrong like her own sister. Lingrong is grateful in her heart. If she becomes estranged from her sister because of her favor, Lingrong would rather never see the emperor again in her life."

Having said this, An Lingrong was already in tears and looked so pitiful.

Seeing her like this, Zhen Huan couldn't bear it anymore, so she stepped forward and wiped An Lingrong's tears with a handkerchief: "Okay, what nonsense are you talking about?"

An Lingrong held Zhen Huan's hand and said, "Lingrong really thinks so in her heart. If she becomes estranged from her sister just for the sake of favor, it would not be worth it. It is better not to have such favor."

Bao Juan also said, "Don't you know, our young master has her own reasons for doing this. She saw that you were so worried about Shen's matter that you couldn't eat or drink, so she wanted to share your worries. She thought it would be a good thing to have one more person who could speak in front of the emperor, so... I hope Don can understand our young master."

After hearing what Baojuan said, Zhen Huan sighed and held An Lingrong's hand: "Why are you so silly? I have been unhappy these past two days, not because you have been favored, but because this matter happened too suddenly. I always thought you were hiding it from me on purpose, so... it's my fault. Okay, don't cry, your eyes will be swollen if you keep crying."

An Lingrong raised her head and said, "As long as Sister is not angry, it will be fine. I treat Sister as my own sister. I am really afraid that Sister will ignore me again."

"How could that be?" Zhen Huan said, "We are all sisters, we can just talk it out if we have anything to say."

When An Lingrong lowered her head, her eyes flickered, and when she raised her head, she returned to her weak and guilty look.

Coming out of Suiyuxuan and walking back to Yanxi Palace, Baojuan handed over a handkerchief and said, "My lady, you have suffered so much."

"What's the big deal? As long as Sister believes me, that's all." An Lingrong took the handkerchief and wiped the wetness from her eyes. "It seems that Sister Wan still cares more about Sister Mei. When I first went there, she looked angry. But when you mentioned that I was competing for Sister Mei's favor, you see Sister Wan was no longer angry with me."

"Little Master..."

"Forget it, it turns out that I am not worthy. I always think about the deep sisterly love." An Lingrong sighed.

Baojuan didn't know how to respond, so she just kept silent.

Inside the Suiyu Pavilion, Huanbi curled her lips: "My lady, you won't really believe what she said just now, right? Who is she crying and making such a pitiful face for? She even said that she wanted to speak for Miss Meizhuang in front of the emperor, but what can she say?"

"Alright." Zhen Huan interrupted her, "Lingrong is still a lady after all, why are you so resentful towards her? Whether she really wants to speak for Mei Jie or she is just pretending to coax me, you are not allowed to say such things anymore in the future. If someone hears it, they will think I can't stand Lingrong's well-being."

"Yes...I understand." Huanbi agreed reluctantly.

"Tell Jinxi to give the jade bracelet on my windowsill to Lingrong later, and tell her that she has one for me and one for her." Zhen Huan instructed. She knew that An Lingrong was a sensitive person, so she had to comfort her this time.

Although Huanbi was reluctant in her heart, since Zhen Huan had given the order, she just said "um" and agreed.

"You spoke too rashly today. Being cautious and tactful is your strong point. Keep it well and don't lose it." Zhen Huan looked at Huanbi and knew that she was dissatisfied in her heart, so she comforted her with a few more words.