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150. Jinhui's Sadness 2

"What stupid things are you saying? Didn't you agree that we sisters will continue to fall in love with each other in the future?" An Xiaoqing felt guilty when she knew that she was doing something for Huang. An Xiaoqing was not an unreasonable person. Whoever asked her to take responsibility for her mistakes was not needed to join others.

"Fourth Sister..." Pei Jinhui took the handkerchief and tried to cry, and pulled An Xiaoqing's hand to the main hall. "I knew that the fourth sister was a big-minded person. She was not like those evil villains, but she could only add to the point of being a slaughter."

An Xiaoqing frowned and said, "Aren't the guests all gone? Where are the elder sisters going to take me?"

Pei Jinhui stopped hearing this, turned around and looked at An Xiaoqing quietly, with a faint sadness and melancholy curled in her eyebrows and eyes, and sighed, "Your Highness, let's leave too."

An Xiaoqing nodded.

"The second sister is lucky. It can be seen that Your Highness treats her sincerely. Just after you left, Your Highness personally carried her into the house..." Pei Jinhui said sadly.

Seeing this scene today, Pei Jinhui should have given up on the prince. A man who will not even look at you more than anything else, a man with so many beauties around him, a man who values ​​power more than anything else, why bother to give him a heart? It's not worth it.

"Sister... do you still want to go to the palace to run for election?" An Xiaoqing really wanted to persuade Pei Jinhui to give up the election.

Pei Jinhui looked out the door with confusion, looking at the green green plants, and was stunned and a little dazed. After a while, she said, "What can I do if I don't participate first?"

When a goal that has been struggling for for more than ten years suddenly becomes blurred and ridiculous, the firm belief at the time will shake, but when you give up suddenly, you will feel confused, lose your direction, and be at a loss.

"Sister, have you ever thought that your personality is actually not suitable for entering the palace? But these conspiracies and plots in the palace make you fearless and uncomfortable. Daddy only has a few women, and he makes such a fierce fuss. After entering the palace, how many women will be fighting with you in the prince's harem? Can you fight against them?

Even if you can fight when you are young, when you are old and deteriorating, the palace excerpt will be once every three years. In no time, a fresh and tender green onion will come in to compete with you, fight with you, and fight with you, and there will be no end. In the end, you will fight to forget your original goal and your original intention of entering the palace. Family and love will disappear by your side, and what will be left behind will only be conspiracy and hatred. Are these what you want from your elder sister?"

An Xiaoqing wanted to say these words to Pei Jinhui a long time ago, but she felt that the relationship between them was so far. Pei Jinhui, who had never fallen and had never suffered, could hear it without paying any compensation, so she didn't say that it was just the right time, and it was the opportunity. I hope she could think deeply about her words.

Pei Jinhui took a few steps back with a pale face, sat dejectedly on the embroidery stool, covered her face in pain, and started to cry. An Xiaoqing didn't go to persuade her that some things would be enough to say them once, and she had to give the other party time to think deeply.

He whispered to Bi Lian to prepare a hot veil. Zi Sang brewed hot tea as soon as possible and placed it on the small table beside him.

An Xiaoqing took a sip of hot tea and felt a lot more comfortable. She stood aside and waited quietly for Pei Jinhui to finish crying happily.
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