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

Concubine Qi's legs gave way, and she fell heavily to the ground. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her voice breaking as she muttered, "I...I..." Her eyes were frantic, their gaze darting across the ground, not daring to look directly at An Lingrong.

An Lingrong slowly rose, her movements graceful and imbued with dignity. Her gaze, sharp as a torch, stared directly at Concubine Qi. The sunlight filtering through the window lattice cast mottled shadows on her face, adding a touch of fierceness.

Her voice was low and calm, like ice and snow in the cold winter, echoing in the empty palace: "Sister Qi Fei, someone whispered something in your ear?" Every word she said was clear and audible, with unquestionable power.

An Lingrong took a step forward, her long skirt rustling softly as it dragged against the ground. Her words were like a sharp sword, cutting through the silence of the palace, "The one who would benefit most from poisoning me would definitely not be you."

An Lingrong's eyes pierced Concubine Qi's heart like a sharp sword. Her voice was low and cold, and every word carried an unquestionable pressure:

"Think about it carefully."

She slowly raised her hand, and lightly brushed her fingertips across Concubine Qi's pale cheek, feeling her trembling. An Lingrong curled her lips into a cold smile and continued:

"As we are sisters in the palace, I will not pursue the matter this time."

After saying this, An Lingrong turned and strode away, her long skirt dragging on the ground with a rustling sound. Her back was tall and majestic, full of unparalleled momentum.

After An Lingrong left, Concubine Qi's legs gave way and she fell heavily to the ground. Her face was as pale as paper, and cold sweat oozed from her forehead like rain, quickly soaking through her luxurious clothes.

The palace was completely silent, with only Concubine Qi's rapid breathing echoing in the empty room. Her hands hung limply at her sides, and her eyes stared blankly at the ground.

Suddenly, Concubine Qi's body shook violently, and she slowly raised her head. A glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, a look of sudden enlightenment.

"The Queen..." Her voice was hoarse and trembling, with a hint of disbelief, "It's the Queen..."

Concubine Qi's fingers gripped the ground tightly, her nails almost embedding into the gaps between the tiles.

"So that's how it is..." Her voice was low and full of anger, "So you are the one manipulating everything behind the scenes..."

Concubine Qi suddenly reached out and grabbed Cuiguo's wrist. Her fingertips were icy cold, as if they had lost all warmth. Cuiguo was startled by this sudden movement, but she didn't struggle, just stood there quietly.

Concubine Qi raised her head, her eyes filled with fear and despair. Her lips trembled, and her voice was low and broken: "What should I do?" The words were almost squeezed out of Concubine Qi's throat, full of helplessness and panic.

Cuiguo felt the coldness and trembling of her master's palm, and her heart began to tighten.

Cuiguo knelt down gently, took her master's hands in her hands, and patted them gently. She raised her head and looked firmly at Concubine Qi's panicked face.

"Your Majesty, please don't panic." Cuiguo's voice was soft but powerful, like a warm current flowing into Concubine Qi's heart.

"We'll just stay in Changchun Palace," she continued, her voice filled with conviction, "and not get involved in those intrigues."

Concubine Qi listened to Cuiguo's words and took a deep breath. She felt the panic in her chest gradually dissipate, and her breathing became steady. The atmosphere in the palace seemed to relax, no longer so tense and oppressive.

Seeing her mistress calm down a bit, Cuiguo continued softly, "Your Majesty and the Third Prince." Her words were like a ray of warm sunshine, piercing through the dark clouds and illuminating the haze in Concubine Qi's heart. A glimmer of hope shone in Cuiguo's eyes, "Future blessings are still to come."

An Lingrong brought Qiuyue back to Jingyang Palace. As soon as she entered, she couldn't wait to sit down and let out a long sigh of relief. Chunhua hurriedly brought tea and asked cautiously, "Master, is the matter settled?"

An Lingrong took the teacup and took a sip, a hint of pride flashing in her eyes: "Of course it's done." She put down the teacup, a smile curling her lips, "The panic-stricken look on Concubine Qi's face is really funny."

Chunhua and Qiuyue looked at each other and saw the doubt in each other's eyes. Qiuyue mustered up the courage to ask, "Your Majesty, why don't you take this opportunity to get rid of Concubine Qi?"

An Lingrong chuckled and shook her head. "You guys are still too young." She stood up, walked to the window, and looked at the palace wall in the distance. "Although Concubine Qi is stupid, she is still useful."

Chunhua asked in confusion, "What does the Queen mean?"

An Lingrong turned around, her eyes gleaming with wisdom. "Concubine Qi must have been instructed to act this time. Who do you think it was?"

Qiuyue and Chunhua looked at each other, not daring to answer rashly.

An Lingrong sighed softly, "Who else could it be besides the Queen?" Her voice was tinged with sarcasm. "The Queen thinks she's clever, but she doesn't realize that this move has already fallen into my calculations."

Chunhua suddenly understood: "Master, are you saying that after this incident, Concubine Qi will never dare to collude with the Queen again?"

An Lingrong nodded, a flicker of approval in her eyes. "Not bad. Although Concubine Qi is foolish, she knows how to protect herself. She must be terrified now. How could she dare to collude with the Queen again?"

Qiuyue said thoughtfully: "In this way, the Queen has lost an important ally."

An Lingrong smiled and patted Qiuyue's shoulder. "Smart. Not only that, but as long as Concubine Qi is alive, the Queen won't be able to obtain custody of the Third Prince." A sly glint flashed in her eyes. "Think about it, if the Third Prince falls into the Queen's hands, what will be the consequences?"

Chunhua and Qiuyue gasped and said in unison, "Then isn't our Sixth Prince in danger?"

An Lingrong nodded: "So, it is actually more beneficial to keep Concubine Qi."

The queen sat in Jingren Palace, her eyes sweeping across the hall and landing on the pot of blooming peonies. The petals were as red as blood, as if mocking her mistake.

She originally thought that An Lingrong's move was a brilliant one, killing two birds with one stone.

But now, so many days have passed, and An Lingrong is still safe and sound, while Concubine Qi is hiding in Changchun Palace and refuses to show up.

"Jianqiu, go to Changchun Palace and see what is going on." The queen ordered.

Jianqiu took the order and left. Not long after, she returned to report, "Your Majesty, I went to Changchun Palace to summon Concubine Qi, but she said she was not feeling well and could not see guests."

The Queen sneered, "Feeling unwell? Clearly you're hiding from others out of guilt."

She stood up and walked to the window. The crabapple blossoms in the courtyard were in full bloom, their pink and white hues strikingly beautiful. But the queen had no desire to admire them. She felt the flowers were too ostentatious, stinging her eyes.

"It seems Concubine Qi is determined to feign illness," the Queen muttered to herself, "This move is a failure."