I fulfilled the female supporting role's wish and I succeeded

Su Luo gently stroked the bookshelf beside her, feeling a slight coolness on her fingertips. Her voice was filled with interest. "The Legend of Zhen Huan? It's a palace drama. Sounds very interesting."

As soon as he finished speaking, the whole space suddenly shook. The books on the shelves were shaking and the air was filled with excitement.

"Su Luo, do you want to choose The Legend of Zhen Huan?" Su Mengmeng asked.

She leaned gently against the bookshelf, feeling the wood texture. "What is our mission?"

"The one we want to help is An Lingrong." Su Mengmeng's voice returned to its previous sweetness.

As this name appeared, pictures suddenly flashed in the air, and the figures of palaces, concubines, and emperors flashed before Su Luo's eyes.

A flicker of surprise flashed across Su Luo's eyes, then gave way to intense interest. She leaned forward slightly, her voice tinged with curiosity, "An Lingrong? The poor woman who committed suicide by eating bitter almonds?"

Su Luo chuckled, her voice low and magnetic: "It seems that this mission will be very interesting.

Suddenly, she half-jokingly said, "Then how can we help her? Just kill Zhen Huan?"

"Ah? No, no!" Su Mengmeng's voice suddenly became sharp, and the entire space trembled slightly due to her emotional fluctuations. The books on the bookshelf swayed gently, making a rustling sound.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just teasing you." Su Luo chuckled, feeling that this system had become a little intelligent, but not much.

"Then tell me, what is An Lingrong's wish?"

Su Luo lazily leaned against a soft chair that appeared out of thin air, her long legs elegantly crossed, her fingers tapping lightly on the armrests. A confident glint gleamed in her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a confident smile.

"She has three wishes!"

Su Luo raised his eyebrows and said with interest: "Oh? Tell me about it."

"The first is to cure my mother's eyes and let her live out her life in peace." As she spoke, a blurry picture emerged in the air. A kind old woman was smiling and stroking the face of a young woman.

"Well, you're quite filial." Su Luo nodded, an expression of approval on her face. Her eyes softened, as if she was moved by this filial piety.

"The second is to no longer be burdened by my father."

"The third one is to become the queen mother!" The whole space suddenly became bright, and golden light emerged from all directions, forming an illusion of a gorgeous palace.

"Quite ambitious," Su Luo chuckled, a thoughtful look in her eyes. She slowly stood up and paced through the illusory palace, her fingers lightly tracing the golden lines in the air. "It seems this An Lingrong is more than just a victim. Interesting, very interesting."

She paused, turned to face the void, her eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Then let's begin with these three wishes." As she spoke, the surrounding illusions gradually dissipated, and space returned to its original state. Only a few wisps of golden light still drifted in the air, foreshadowing the exciting plot that was about to unfold.

Su Luo stood up, his voice filled with anticipation and excitement: "Well, Xiao Mengmeng, let's get started."

"Are you ready? Su Luo, we are going to travel through time." Su Mengmeng's voice echoed in the vortex.

The space around her began to distort and deform. Books on the bookshelf flew up and spun in the air, forming a huge vortex. Su Luo felt dizzy and subconsciously closed her eyes.

Su Luo took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and looked determined: "I'm ready."

With a soft sound, Su Luo felt her body become light and her consciousness began to blur. In the last moment of losing consciousness, she heard Su Mengmeng's voice: "The journey was successful."

The space twisted again, a dazzling white light flashed, and the figures of Su Luo and Su Mengmeng disappeared in this strange space.

Su Luo opened her eyes, and what came into view was a boudoir with carved beams and painted buildings. The scent of sandalwood lingered in her nose, and the melodious sound of stringed instruments reached her ears. The whole room was like a beautiful ink painting.

The clear chirping of birds outside the window broke the tranquility of the early morning. The sunlight poured in through the carved window lattices, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground.

She slowly sat up and scanned her surroundings. A variety of rouge and powders lay on the exquisite dressing table, a beautifully embroidered screen vividly depicted a landscape, and a bronze mirror sat by the bedside.

Su Luo stood up and walked to the mirror, taking a closer look. What came into view was a strange yet familiar face - skin as white as cream, eyebrows and eyes as picturesque as picturesque, it was An Lingrong from "The Legend of Zhen Huan".

"I... really traveled through time?" Su Luo reached out and touched the face in the mirror, his voice full of disbelief.

At this moment, Su Mengmeng's voice sounded in her mind:

"Ding! The host has successfully traveled to the world of "The Legend of Zhen Huan" and bound to the character An Lingrong. The current time is three years before An Lingrong's audition. System task: calm resentment and collect merit. I wish the host success in the task!"

Su Luo took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement. "An Lingrong, I won't let you make the same mistake again."

She whispered, recalling An Lingrong's tragic life - her mother ruined her eyesight by donating money to support her father's official career, while her father favored his concubine over his wife;

After entering the palace, she was treated as a pawn and a pet, and could not even have children of her own. In the end, she died with hatred in her heart.

Su Luo stood up and walked to the window. The sunlight shone on her face, adding a touch of vitality to her.

She looked at the scenery outside the window and made a secret decision in her heart: "In this life, I will change your destiny."