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

An Lingrong and Concubine Jin strolled side by side on the palace corridor, their steps light and their skirts swaying gently in the wind.

"I heard that the princess has been in a bad mood these days." Concubine Jin said in a low voice, her brows slightly furrowed, her eyes full of worry.

An Lingrong turned to look at her, a gentle smile on her lips, a glint of pity in her eyes: "It's okay, we'll go and enlighten her right away."

The two came to the gate of Princess Chaogui's palace. Seeing this, the palace maid guarding the gate hurriedly knelt down to salute, with her forehead almost touching the ground.

An Lingrong asked gently, "Is Her Royal Highness in there?"

The maid replied respectfully, "Your Highness, the princess is embroidering inside."

An Lingrong and Concubine Jin smiled at each other and slowly walked into the palace. Pushing open the carved wooden door, a delicate fragrance filled the air.

Princess Chaogui was seen sitting in front of an embroidery frame by the window, concentrating on embroidering a picture of flowers and birds.

Her brows were furrowed and her expression was melancholy, while her slender fingers deftly moved between the embroidery threads.

"Princess." An Lingrong called softly with a gentle smile on her face.

Princess Chaogui looked up when she heard the voice, and saw An Lingrong and Concubine Cao, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

She quickly stood up and bowed, saying, "Greetings to Her Majesty Shu Guifei and Her Majesty Jin."

"Princess, there's no need to be so polite." An Lingrong stepped forward to help Princess Chaogui up, her eyes full of concern. "I heard you've been feeling down these past few days?"

Concubine Jin gently patted Princess Chaogui's hand and said in a gentle voice, "Princess, don't be so reserved. Just tell me what's on your mind."

Princess Chaogui bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice trembling: "I...I don't want to marry so far away."

Her shoulders shook slightly as she tried hard to suppress her impending collapse.

An Lingrong and Concubine Jin looked at each other, and a trace of pity flashed in their eyes.

Concubine Jin stood aside, her eyes fell on Princess Chaogui, and asked softly, "Princess, are you okay?" Her voice was full of concern.

Princess Chaogui raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice choked with sobs: "I...I really don't want to marry so far away."

Concubine Jin's heart tightened, and she couldn't help but hold the princess's hand, whispering, "But, this is the emperor's will."

The palace maids around looked at each other, and some of them quietly wiped their eyes.

"Princess, you have to be strong." An older palace maid couldn't help but comfort her.

Princess Chaogui suddenly burst into tears, her voice so shrill that it echoed throughout the room: "I don't want to! I don't want to marry that barbarian!" She slammed her hands on the table, and tears rolled down her face like pearls from a broken string.

Concubine Jin was startled by this sudden outburst. She looked at the princess helplessly and tried to comfort her: "Princess, calm down..." But the hand she extended was pushed away by the princess.

Princess Chaogui stumbled backward, knocking over the screen behind her. With a loud bang, the entire room fell into a deathly silence. The sound of the screen falling to the ground was like a heavy hammer, hitting everyone's heart.

Concubine Jin looked at the scene before her, and a sudden fear surged in her heart. Her eyes moved from the fallen screen to the princess's pained face, and she felt a sense of powerlessness sweeping through her body.

An Lingrong thought to herself: It turns out that in the plot, after Princess Chaogui married the old Khan of Junggar, the old Khan died suddenly within three days, and the princess married the old Khan's son according to local customs.

This awkward situation of a son inheriting his father's wife was truly unbearable. Now that the wedding had been postponed, perhaps this fate could be changed? She couldn't help but sweat for the princess, feeling both anxious and hopeful.

After all, Princess Chaogui is still young, and it would be a good thing if she could be spared from such a predicament.

An Lingrong sighed inwardly, hoping that this decision would bring a turning point for the princess and save her from such a humiliating fate.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look at Princess Chaogui a few more times, her eyes full of pity and concern.

Coming out of Princess Chaogui's bedroom, Concubine Jin's face was as pale as paper, and her eyes were full of worry.

Her voice trembled as she whispered, "If one day, my Wen Yi also..." Her words stopped abruptly, and her eyes looked into the distance unfocused.

An Lingrong noticed Concubine Jin's expression and gently placed her hand on her shoulder. "Don't worry," she said softly, "I'll find a way." Her voice was gentle yet firm, full of soothing power.

Concubine Jin slowly raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes. She choked and asked, "Really?"

An Lingrong gazed into Concubine Jin's eyes, a warm smile playing on her lips. She said firmly, "Of course, I will do my best to convince the Emperor to let Wen Yi stay in the capital." Her tone was full of determination.

She turned slightly, looked directly into Concubine Jin's eyes, and said more firmly: "I know how much you love Wen Yi. I will do my best to help you."

Concubine Jin excitedly stretched out her hands and tightly grasped An Lingrong's. Tears of hope gleamed in her eyes, and her voice trembled with emotion: "Thank you, Concubine Shu."

An Lingrong gently patted the back of Concubine Jin's hand, her tone gentle but firm: "You're welcome. We are all sisters and should help each other."

The Concubine Dowager took Princess Chaogui's hand and slowly walked into Jingyang Palace. Their footsteps echoed throughout the palace, causing the maids to bow their heads in greeting.

"Noble Concubine Shu, thank you for your help, otherwise my daughter would have to be married off in a hurry." The concubine said with a smile, her eyes flashing with gratitude.

An Lingrong quickly stood up to greet him, her skirt rustling. A gentle smile graced her face, and her voice was soft, "You are too kind, Dowager Consort. This is what I am supposed to do."

Princess Chaogui lowered her head and murmured softly, her voice tinged with shyness: "Thank you, Imperial Concubine Shu."

An Lingrong gently lifted Chaogui's chin, her eyes gentle: "Your Highness, raise your head. You are a princess of the Qing Dynasty, you should hold your head high and your chest out."

The concubine watched this scene with satisfaction, a hint of gratitude flashing in her eyes.

Princess Chaogui raised her head, tears welling up in her eyes, her voice choked with sobs: "It's a pity that I still have to go and marry..."

An Lingrong sighed and whispered soothingly, her tone full of sympathy: "Your Highness, this is your mission."

Suddenly, Princess Chaogui could no longer control her emotions and began to sob: "But...but I don't want to go so far..." Tears slid down her cheeks.

The concubine patted her daughter's back quickly, her eyes full of heartache, her voice trembling: "Be good, don't cry..."

An Lingrong frowned and thought for a moment. She thought of the Qing Dynasty's Princess Hai Bang and said firmly, "Your Highness, how about I teach you a few tricks so that you can gain a foothold in a foreign country?"

Princess Chaogui raised her head, a glimmer of hope flashed in her tearful eyes: "Really, Concubine Shu?" Her voice was filled with anticipation.

"Of course," An Lingrong nodded with a smile, extending her hand in invitation, "Come, let's sit down and talk slowly."

The concubine looked at the two of them walking towards the soft couch with satisfaction, and whispered to the nanny beside her with admiration in her tone: "It seems that this Concubine Shu is really not a simple person."