The Legend of Zhen Huan: Year after year, we share the spring breeze

An hour later, the wine jug on the table tilted to one side and the other, and An Lingrong was lying on the couch. Zhen Huan called out twice, but when she didn't respond, she waved to Shen Meizhuang and said, "Done!"

Shen Meizhuang put down the book and leaned closer to look at the two of them. An Lingrong had already fallen asleep, and Zhen Huan's face was slightly red and her body was swaying.

Zhen Huan smiled and said, "Rong'er has a really good alcohol tolerance. She drank so much before getting drunk. Now I can rest now!"

"Huan'er, are you okay?"

Zhen Huan didn't drink much, and spent most of her time helping An Lingrong pour wine. "Don't worry, sister, I didn't drink much, but what about Rong'er?"

Looking at the person with closed eyes on the couch, Shen Meizhuang smiled helplessly and said, "Let her rest here for one night!"

Anyway, the hall was filled with the smell of alcohol, so she could only go to the side hall to rest, and leave the bedroom to An Lingrong!

"Then I'll go back first...!"

Before Shen Meizhuang could reply, An Lingrong sat up in shock from her drunken state, "Sister, don't go. Let's go to KTV together!"

The two were startled. They couldn't fall asleep!

"Next, I will sing a song for you."

An Lingrong stood up unsteadily, picked up a sandalwood Ruyi from the couch, put it to her lips, cleared her throat and began to sing:

When will the moon be? Ask the wine to Qingtian.

I don’t know what the palace is, but what year is it.

I want to return by wind, and I fear Qionglou Yuyu, the heights are too cold.

Dancing clear shadow, like in the world?

Turn Zhuge, low tenants, and sleepless.

There should be no hatred, why is it going to other times?

People have sorrows and sorrows and joys, and moons have yin and qing, which is difficult to complete.

Nung, moon and new moon.

The song was melodious and graceful, like the sound of nature, as if it descended from the heavens, enchanting everyone. Each note was like a shining star, embellishing the night sky; or like a warm spring breeze, caressing the soul. An Lingrong, with her unique voice, vividly conveyed the longing expressed in the lyrics, filling everyone in the hall with a sense of endless longing and sincere blessings.

The Yonghe Palace is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.

"Did I sing well?" An Lingrong suddenly asked.

"it is good!"

Caiyue, Caixing and Liuzhu have become her fans and happily agreed with her.

"applaud!"

The three little fans applauded loudly.

This was the second time Shen Meizhuang listened to An Lingrong singing. The first time, she only sang a few lines. Now, listening to her again, she still felt surprised and amazed.

Zhen Huan was already mesmerized by the song, "This song should only exist in heaven, how many times can it be heard in the world?"

Looking at An Lingrong again, she was already snoring softly.

The two of them were at a loss for words of praise!

"Caiyue Caixing, Suye Liuzhu, the four of you carry her to the bed and let her sleep." Shen Meizhuang ordered.

"Yes."

Each of the four men was given an arm or a leg and threw An Lingrong onto the bed.

"Huan'er, it's getting late and the dew is heavy. You should rest in Yonghe Palace. How about we sleep on the same bed?" It was already midnight. Shen Meizhuang felt a little worried when she saw Zhen Huan's shaky body.

"Just listen to my sister!"

Zhen Huan tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. "Sister, I didn't know Rong'er had such a beautiful singing voice. Back then, Yu Shi was favored for her singing voice, but Rong'er's singing is a hundred times better than hers."

Shen Meizhuang said, "She's drunk today. If she weren't, her singing would be three times more pleasant."

Zhen Huan nodded: "If the emperor heard this, he would definitely dote on me even more."

"She's not interested in this." Shen Meizhuang remembered what An Lingrong had said before.

Zhen Huan sat up straight and looked into Shen Meizhuang's eyes. "Sister, sometimes I find Rong'er's actions very strange. Her speaking style and behavior are very different from ours. What she said today also left me completely puzzled."

Since their acquaintance, Zhen Huan had discovered that An Lingrong disliked being served, whether at meals or resting, doing everything herself. She was especially courteous and polite to the palace maids and eunuchs, never acting like a mistress. While she never strayed from the rules of etiquette in public, she was casual and relaxed behind closed doors. These behaviors were truly unlike a woman of this era.

Shen Meizhuang propped herself up and sat up. "Huan'er, I understand what you mean." She had been in contact with An Lingrong quite a bit, and was no longer surprised by her wild and imaginative words and ideas. "I only know that she is simple-minded and loyal. She treats me like a sister, thinking of me, accompanying me, and helping me. Naturally, I treat her like a younger sister, trusting her and protecting her. No matter what the emperor does, I feel at ease with you two in this palace."

"I hope she can always keep this innocent heart." Zhen Huan sighed.

Shen Meizhuang nodded gently, "In this deep palace, it is rare to have a pure friendship."

The two chatted for a while and gradually felt sleepy.

"Go to sleep, you have to get up early tomorrow!" Zhen Huan patted Shen Meizhuang's hand.

Shen Meizhuang responded, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Moonlight streamed through the window onto the bed, illuminating their faces. In this quiet night, their friendship shone brightly like the stars in the night sky.