In the last life, An Lingrong died in the cold palace.
The bitter taste of bitter almonds cannot be dissipated, and the lungs have long been riddled with holes from those incense and medicines.
It wasn't until she died that she figured out that in her life, she had never lost to birth or favor.
It's just that I lost because I was too sensitive and humble, relying on others' charity and treating others' use as life-saving straw.
In the end, I hurt others and destroyed myself.
When she opened her eyes again, she returned to the time when she first entered the palace.
People speak softly, and the future is uncertain, but it is still too late.
She no longer wants to fight for glory, nor does she want to be involved in those open and covert attacks.
She remembers Zhen Huan's goodness in her heart, but no longer clings to her tightly;
She was grateful for Mei Zhuang's kindness, but she no longer approached him step by step;
She could clearly see the queen's overtures, but also simply avoided them;
She didn't want any of the emperor's fleeting affection.
In this life, she just wants to be safe and sound.
If you can protect your family and yourself, you can live your life quietly in the deep palace.
In the past, she lived a cautious and submissive life.
In this life, I won't look at anyone's face, and I won't get into anyone's game.
The palace battles are too tiring, the calculations are too painful, and the favors are too fake.
An Lingrong, I won't accompany you anymore.
Intention: Rebirth and counterattack, female awakening, rejecting internal friction, focusing on self-growth