He looked at the woman, a hint of admiration in his eyes.
Chen Siyuan took the opportunity to get up and said, "I'm tired. Where can I rest?"
This time, Qiao Yuchen didn't stop them. Soon, someone arrived and took Chen Siyuan away.
As Chen Siyuan left, he swept the fruit plate in front of him to the ground with a flick of his sleeve.
The people I trained could still be fooled.
If the woman hadn't reminded him, he wouldn't have known what mistake he had made.
......
Chen Siyuan followed a maid into the room. The moment she entered, she was enveloped in mist, and the view was like a fairyland.
"Young Madam, this is a natural hot spring. You must be tired from your long journey. Soaking in the hot spring will help you relax."
“This place is nice. Your master has excellent taste,” Chen Siyuan said casually, following the maid inside.
Sure enough, the heat inside was even greater.
Exhaustion overwhelmed me at that moment.
As she soaked in the water, two maids massaged her shoulders, and she closed her eyes comfortably.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, a maid brought in fresh fruit.
"Young Madam, please try this. It's an apple that was just delivered."
Chen Siyuan opened her eyes and was startled when she saw the other person's appearance. It was her.
She was the woman sent to Song Ji's side in his past life.
Looking at the woman in front of her, she struggled to control herself and prevent her from going berserk.
In her past life, this woman seemed gentle, but she did a lot of things behind the scenes that caused her a lot of trouble.
At that time, Chen Siyuan focused almost all her attention on Song Ji's career and paid less attention to matters in the inner quarters.
Thinking back to the letter he wrote in his past life that landed him on the guillotine, he always felt it was related to this woman.
Thinking to myself, I suddenly wondered if my death in my past life was also related to Qiao Yuchen?
Striving to maintain a calm expression, he casually asked, "Young lady, you're quite beautiful. What's your name?"
"This servant, Cuilan, greets the young mistress."
"Cuilan, what a lovely name." Chen Siyuan smiled even more freely. Same name, same face, it couldn't be wrong.
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