An Lingrong is reborn, the reorganized team is killing like crazy

After hearing this, An Lingrong understood that the reason why Zhen Huan took her anger out on Shen Meiyu was because Shen Meiyu said that she was in great danger at that time and she was only concerned about herself.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Yiqing actually pulled Chun'er beside her to block the knife. When she came to her senses, Chun'er had already fallen in a pool of blood. This is how Zhen Huan got angry with Shen Meizhuang...

"Sister, stop crying. This matter has nothing to do with you. The situation at that time had nothing to do with the speed of the attack!

Even if Mei Jiejie can hold Chun'er, with Yuan Yiqing's arm strength as a polo player, the two sisters won't be able to hold Chun'er, and they might even be thrown out of the car with her!"

As An Lingrong spoke, she stood up and walked in front of Shen Meiyu, then patted her on the back.

"Lingrong, you also feel that it's really not my fault, right?" Shen Meizhuang looked up at An Lingrong, her face full of tear marks and her eyes full of anticipation.

"How can I blame my sister for this? My sister was in a very dangerous situation at the time. I never thought that if the assassin refused to let me go and continued to chase me, Yuan Yiqing would take my place next!

You and Chun'er are both victims. There is only one culprit in this matter, and that is Yuan Yiqing! Sister, don't listen to Zhen Huan's nonsense. Chun'er's death has nothing to do with you."

As An Lingrong spoke, she handed over the silk handkerchief in her hand. Shen Meizhuang took it, looking as if she had seen a life-saving straw.

"Are you telling the truth? Imperial Doctor Wen also advised me in the same way, but I don't dare to believe it..." Shen Meizhuang didn't even wipe the tears from her face, but just asked directly.

"Of course it's true, sister. Think about the situation I mentioned. No matter how you blame others for this, you can't blame it on you." An Lingrong continued to comfort her, and finally there was light in Shen Meizhuang's eyes.

"Sister Mei, you used to be the most opinionated person. How can you let a few words mess you up now?"

An Lingrong sat back on the Arhat bed and continued:

"Sister, do you remember what Lingrong said to you before? Life is just a few decades of good times.

Yes, once we enter the palace, we will have many things that we cannot control, but apart from those that are necessary, the rest should be lived for ourselves."

An Lingrong looked at Shen Meizhuang, who nodded after thinking about it.

"Today she blames you for Chun Er's matter. If you admit it, she will find other things to blame you in the future. In the end, you will become cautious in everything because of her accusations. But even so, she may still not appreciate it...

Sister Mei, you are a daughter of the Shen family. Not to mention the harem, even if you include the previous dynasty, who doesn't know that the daughters of the Shen family are the most well-educated and well-mannered? How come you have become such a despicable person in her mouth? !

Sister, don't be fooled by her! Even if she is sad because of the loss of her child, that is not a reason for her to lie!

If my sister agrees, I will go to her right now to reason with her! This matter is still because the emperor was assassinated! Can she still blame the emperor? ! "

An Lingrong was also a little angry when she said this. She didn't know when Zhen Huan had become like this. Wasn't it her who ignored the emperor? Why did she blame herself?

Now, Shen Meizhuang, who was so sincere to her, was implicated as well. After all, she had not suffered much from Concubine Hua in this life, and her brain was becoming less and less useful than in her previous life!

"Stop talking nonsense!" Shen Meizhuang hurriedly spoke to stop him. She looked outside again and saw that no one was around. She felt relieved. She couldn't blame the emperor for such words...

"I'm not talking nonsense. I would say the same thing even if the emperor came. It's too far-fetched for her to implicate others..." An Lingrong continued to speak, and Shen Meizhuang quickly reached out to cover An Lingrong's mouth.

"Sister Mei, this matter has nothing to do with you. You must not blame yourself..." An Lingrong spoke again, and Shen Meizhuang looked at her and nodded.

"Thanks to your enlightenment today, I have finally untied the knot in my heart." Shen Meizhuang's voice was still choked with sobs. God knows how she got through these days.

Chun'er died right in front of her. Besides fear, she also felt self-blame. She blamed herself for reacting too slowly and not being able to grab Chun'er. She was even more worried about An Lingrong and the emperor's disappearance. She couldn't even sleep at night for several days.

It wasn't until An Lingrong and the emperor returned that she felt a little relieved, but even so, she would often dream of Chun'er lying in a pool of blood.

I thought things would get better after I returned to the palace, but what I got was Zhen Huan's ruthless accusations...

And from that day on, every time she dreamed of Chun'er, Chun'er would ask herself why she didn't grab her in time...

She wanted to explain in her dreams, but she couldn't speak, and she woke up in tears every time...

Now, finally someone present said it wasn't her fault! It wasn't her fault at all! Everyone has their own destiny, and she didn't kill him, so what was her fault? !

"Since I came back, I've noticed that you look gloomy all the time, and you seem to be getting thinner and thinner. If Caiyue hadn't told you about this, would you have kept it to yourself forever? Aren't you afraid that it might harm your health..."

As An Lingrong spoke, there was a hint of disappointment in her tone.

"Just take care of yourself from now on. In this Forbidden City, the most worthwhile thing is to do things for yourself." An Lingrong looked at her aggrieved yet happy expression and continued.

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Shen Meizhuang thought about it and finally nodded.

When Shen Meizhuang sent An Lingrong out, Caiyue had already been persuaded by Juqing.

"My lord, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Please punish me." Caiyue stepped forward and knelt down to apologize.

Shen Meizhuang did not blame him anymore, she just handed the handkerchief in her hand and said, "I will punish you to wash it clean."

Caiyue took it and laughed.

*

On the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month, a heavy snow finally fell in the capital. Every time it snowed for the first time, the emperor would hold a family dinner in Yuqing Palace. This time, the empress did not come out to host the dinner. Sitting on the emperor's left and right were Concubine Hua and Concubine Duan.

"The first snow came a little late this year." The emperor looked at the heavy snow outside the window and spoke.

"Your Majesty is right. Although the first snow this year came late, it was a heavy snow." Concubine Duan said, picking up the wine glass beside her and said to the emperor: "It is said that auspicious snow indicates a good harvest. After this snow, the people will be able to have enough food and clothing next year."

"You are right. You are in good health now. Recently, the Empress Dowager has often praised you for your humility and filial piety. The affairs of the six palaces are trivial, and the New Year is approaching. In the future, you will manage the affairs of the harem together with Concubine Hua." As the emperor spoke, he picked up the wine glass in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

"Yes." Concubine Duan nodded with a smile and drank the fruit wine in her hand. When Concubine Hua heard this, she was so angry that she glared at Concubine Duan.

"Your Majesty, when I came here today, I passed by the Plum Garden and saw that the red plum blossoms in the garden were in full bloom. They were so beautiful!"

Concubine Duan spoke next. An Lingrong took one look at Concubine Duan and realized that this time Zhen Huan's butterfly petition was a request from her.