Ling Xianger, who clarified her thoughts, stood up and curtsyed Zhiruo: "Thank you sister." Sister Yin is the noble person in her destiny. Whether to enter the palace or not, the people who serve him are very important, otherwise she would not have asked Mother Feng to find someone from her hometown.

"I didn't say anything," Zhiruo quickly helped Ling Xianger up, "but the person who serves in close proximity does need to be cautious. You probably have heard of the maids Ruqiu and Ruxia who have been by my side for many years. I have experienced this in person."

Ling Xianger nodded in a clear way: "Fortunately, I haven't given important things and important things to Dingxiang yet." With her instinctive defense and the inexplicable strange feeling at that time, she did not rush to trust and reuse Dingxiang because of sympathy or some admiration of Dingxiang's strength and independence, thinking that she would have to observe for a while. Besides, Dingxiang had no experience before, so she used it as a personal maid when she arrived at Ling's mansion. Others, including the servants in the mansion, should look down on her.

"Precaution is necessary, but..." Zhiruo suddenly felt a little worried about whether his intervention would cause Ling Xianger to encounter danger. "It may not be possible to drive people away. If someone deliberately wants to plot against you, there will be other tricks to expel one, and it is hard to guard against."

Ling Xianger was stunned and thoughtful. Sister Yin reminded her that it was right. It would be better to put people who were already familiar with her under her nose. However, a more terrifying idea suddenly flashed through her mind. If Dingxiang really had a problem, it might not be the ones who were scumbag father and Zhang. They should not have the ability yet, and their hands could not stretch for such a short time.

The prince? It is the prince who wants to send her to the palace. The prince's people reminded the scumbag father about her relationship with Sister Yin. The prince wants to use her and investigate her more than the scumbag father. If he is worried that he can't control her and secretly set up people to her, he can completely replace the real lilac without realizing it.

Unfortunately, Zhiruo didn't know that Ling Xianger had thought so much in such a short time and was very close to the truth. Otherwise, he would have to sigh again about the IQ and sensitivity of this native girl. It is not a fault for being able to win the emperor's favor by remarrying.

Thinking of entering the palace again, Ling Xianger's eyes became a little dim again. The nightmare she had last night made her feel uncomfortable when she thought about entering the palace. Although she kept telling herself that her dreams were not trustworthy, she still felt uncomfortable involuntarily.

Zhiruo also noticed Ling Xianger's emotional changes, but she felt that she had said too many things that were beyond the rank today and should not worry about it. After all, Ling Xianger was the one who would enter the palace to become a concubine in the future, and was extremely smart, so it would be better to keep a certain distance from her. What she didn't expect was that from the moment she extended a helping hand to Ling Xianger's siblings back then, she had already intervened in Ling Xianger's life, and had long been "out of the rank" and could not turn back.

"Sister," Ling Xianger asked suddenly, "Do you believe in dreams?" She had no one else to tell except Sister Yin, and she could discuss it. If she held it in, she felt like she was going crazy.

"..." Zhiruo was shocked in his mind, this girl wouldn't be the same as... Qiu Yanran, right? When did he come back?

Ling Xianger was stunned when she saw Zhiruo, and didn't care. She smiled bitterly and said, "I also know that this problem is absurd, but I have always had the same dream as I have been having the same dream for a few days. I don't think I can't care. Sister Yin, do you think there is really a revelation from God? Or as everyone said, dreams are against each other."

The same dream? Zhiruo is confused, is he really a dream? She is thinking too much?

"There is another saying that if you think about something on a day and dream about something on a night," Zhiruo didn't know whether the same dreams as Ling Xianger said were beautiful or nightmare, and it's hard to say that dreams are the opposite, or if the dreams will come true, wouldn't that cause trouble?

"No," Ling Xianger shook her head decisively. How could she think of such a thing? She had never seen those people before.

"Sister Yin," Ling Xianger's eyes suddenly lit up. Just as she was about to speak, she thought of something. She glanced at Rudong who was adding milk tea to her, and she stopped talking. This is Sister Yin's place. Rudong is Sister Yin's personal maid. She wanted Rudong to go out to guard the door, but she felt that she was too unreasonable.

Rudong has become much more calm in the past two years. She quietly looked at Zhiruo, and saw that her girl nodded slightly invisibly, then smiled and said, "I am waiting outside. If Sister Dingxiang doesn't meet Mother Feng, I don't know if I know how to come here."

"I'm working hard for Sister Rudong," Ling Xianger envied Zhiruo. Both the maid and the manager are loyal and smart.

Ling Xianger relaxed in front of Zhiruo with rare slacking off, thinking in her heart, and muttered unconsciously.

Zhiruo shook his head amusedly: "Most of them are left by my mother, and they were selected carefully. How old are you, and you will take care of yourself. You always have to give yourself more time. I see that Feng's mother is also very attentive now." Although Ling Xianger said that she was holding Feng's mother's handle in her hand, isn't a person forced to deceive people?

"Yes, people's hearts are full of flesh. After getting along for so long, Mother Feng has indeed become more attentive to Qian'er and me. Sometimes she thinks about things more thoughtful than me." Ling Xiang'er nodded. Even though Ding Xiang was her family member she brought out, she did not trust Ding Xiang easily, and did not instigate herself to promote Ding Xiang in order to have face in the eyes of her relatives.

"Sister," after the episode, Ling Xianger finally plucked up the courage to ask in a low voice, "Have you been to the palace before and met the emperor and the queen? Do you still remember what they look like?" General Yin Zhao and Princess Qianxin should be in front of them who often go in and out of the palace, and they always take their children once or twice.

"...What did you dream of...them?" Zhiruo looked surprised, and he didn't dare to determine whether Ling Xianger in front of him was reborn, or was she really just dreaming of the future? How many more did he dream about? Life or some fragments?

Ling Xianger nodded awkwardly: "Yes, I dreamed several times intermittently, but they were all the same dreams. The appearances of those people in the dream were as clear as real, but I just don't know... Sister, can you tell me about the appearance of the Empress? The emperor can do it." Sister Yin is a woman. Even if she was a little girl before, she wouldn't be able to stare at the emperor when she entered the palace.

Zhiruo nodded, while recalling and thinking about the words, and secretly observing Ling Xianger's expression: "The Empress is beautiful, and has a natural nobleness and aura. By the way, there is a mole on the corner of the Queen's right eye. When she smiles, she happens to be on the sharp corners of her eyes. It looks so beautiful. Also, the Empress's mouth is not as small as other beauties, but it is also very beautiful. Once during the palace banquet, the Empress teased herself that she has a square mouth and knows how to eat the most." She was a little girl at that time, and it was normal for the Queen to smile beautifully.
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