"Young Madam, would you like to try this?" Seeing that the young madam liked it, Cuilan quickly offered her a peeled grape.

"Grapes?" Chen Siyuan was quite surprised.

Just how many of these good things does Qiao Yuchen have?

He really is a capable man.

It's rare to find someone who survives a failed attempt to help another.

Suddenly, she felt that apart from his poor judgment of people, Qiao Yuchen seemed to have nothing wrong with him.

Even the empresses in the palace might not receive this treatment with the fruits right in front of us.

Thinking about it, I opened my mouth and ate it.

It tastes really good.

If the people serving you were different, you might have a better appetite.

Chen Siyuan knew her own identity, and she understood that many things couldn't be rushed.

Now that Song Ji's official position is gone, she is no longer the despised daughter of a merchant. Everything has changed. Without clear evidence, she cannot be too cruel.

The people you meet will be different, and the days ahead will be different. Who can say for sure what the final outcome will be?

Now, relying on what happened here in her past life, she knows the general outline in advance.

"Young Madam, would you like to try this?"

Chen Siyuan looked over and asked, "What is this?" It looked like grapes, but it was different, even the color was different. It looked very delicious and tempting.

"These are also grapes, just a different variety."

"oh?"

Seeing her opportunity, Cuilan worked even harder, unaware that the harder she tried, the more annoying she became.

"The grapes we just ate were Muscat grapes, and these are Long Fingers grapes," Cuilan said, bringing the fruit platter over. Chen Siyuan looked at it and thought the names of the grapes were really nice.

The round, purple grapes have a rose scent, and the long, finger-like grapes, like long fingers, make the name even more vivid.

This time, Chen Siyuan held them in her hands and picked them off one by one to eat.

I must say, it tastes really good; I ate one skewer after another.

Seeing that the young mistress liked it, Cuilan said, "Young mistress, I'll go prepare another plate for you."

"No need, eating too much is bad." Too much of a good thing is bad.

"Yes, this servant has learned her lesson." Cuilan stood quietly to the side until Chen Siyuan came out of the water, then she immediately took a long robe and draped it over Chen Siyuan.

Chen Siyuan looked at the material in front of her. It was a material she had never seen before. It looked fuzzy, like animal fur, but seemed slightly different.

"Young Madam, it would be better to use this bathrobe to dry you off."

Bathrobe?

Things I'd never seen before in my past life, I'm truly amazed by here.

As they watched, their curiosity about Qiao Yuchen's identity grew even stronger.

Later, she was led to a room by a maid.

After washing up and having traveled such a long and dangerous journey, Chen Siyuan quickly fell asleep.

She was half asleep and didn't know that someone had come to her side, nor did she know that there was now another person on the bed, even though she had been the only one there before.

When she woke up the next day and saw the person sleeping next to her, she was startled.

"Oh, what are you doing here?"

Qiao Yuchen had been busy all night dealing with things that shouldn't exist. When he opened his eyes, he found it amusing to see such a lively woman.

At this moment, he didn't feel tired at all. He raised one hand and put it under his head, looking at the woman, "Are we husband and wife?"

"We're just collaborating," Chen Siyuan corrected.

Qiao Yuchen frowned. "Outsiders don't see it that way."

"It's enough that we both understand."

"If you're going to put on an act, you have to go all the way. You're smart enough not to understand that, right?"

Chen Siyuan was speechless, feeling that the words were awkward, but there was nothing wrong with them either. Only then did she realize that she might really be wrong.

She oversimplified things.

They are partners, but they are partners as a couple.

"Alright, I won't touch you. It's still early, go back to sleep." Qiao Yuchen patted the spot next to him and said.

Chen Siyuan was not sleepy at all. "No, you go to sleep!" she said, getting up and going to the outer hall.

Qiao Yuchen kept staring at the direction of the outer room, and soon closed his eyes.

Chen Siyuan arrived at the outer hall.

Bored and alone, I sat at the table, carefully recalling the events that had occurred after her rebirth.

From the moment she woke up, she was constantly busy. Suddenly returning to the place that had caused her to lose everything was not as simple as she had imagined.

Thinking of the white-haired figure flashing by on the road, and the Cuilan I long to see, it all seems quite different from my past life. Yet, some people keep reminding me how terrible my past life was.

She thought about many things quietly until a maid arrived.

"Greetings, young mistress."

Chen Siyuan spotted Cuilan, whom she had met yesterday, at a glance.

He glanced at the tray in her hands. "He's still not awake."

"This is what the master prepared for the young mistress." Cuilan came forward and laid out the dishes one by one.

Chen Siyuan glanced at it but didn't touch her chopsticks. "I'll wait for him to join me." Now Chen Siyuan was very certain that Yuyuan belonged to Qiao Yuchen.

Back then, Chen Xin's backer in Beijing was Qiao Yuchen, and the woman named Cuilan beside him was also sent to Song Ji by Chen Xin.

hehe--

What a great layout.

In her past life, she was the one who was schemed against. This time, by a twist of fate, she found herself posing as their young mistress.

Thinking about it, I gave myself a self-deprecating laugh.

As Qiao Yuchen emerged from the inner hall, he caught a glimpse of the woman's mocking smile.

“If you don’t like it, just change it. Why frown?” He said, walking over and smoothing out Chen Siyuan’s furrowed brows.

Chen Siyuan was annoyed and directly slapped his hand away, saying, "Just talk, why are you touching me?"

"What, you've gotten a temper?" Qiao Yuchen said, sitting down next to Chen Siyuan and glancing at the maid standing in front of him.

I originally thought this maid would please this woman, but it turns out that's not the case.

Cuilan didn't know what she had done wrong. Seeing that someone was treating her master like this, and that he was still alive, she was so frightened that she knelt down on the ground, trembling.

"Can't you see the young mistress is angry? Get out of here!"

Upon hearing this, Cuilan immediately knelt down and kowtowed, "Young Madam, it's all my fault. Please give me another chance."

Chen Siyuan glanced at Qiao Yuchen, her eyes asking, "What do you mean?"

'She made you angry, damn it!'

'It's good that he's dead.' With this person dead, one of his worries is finally over.

"Drag him away!" Qiao Yuchen didn't say anything, and directly ordered the outside.

Wang Yong soon appeared before them, dragging Cuilan away.

Just then, a sweet, charming laugh came from outside.

Soon, a woman dressed in emerald green arrived. Upon her arrival, she bowed respectfully and said, "This servant Yinglan greets Master and Young Madam."