Lin Shuang forced herself to accept the water glass, which she then touched to her lips, nearly vomiting!
Bailu took the water cup back and saw that the water inside hadn't been touched at all. She asked in confusion, "Sister, weren't you thirsty? Why aren't you drinking?"
"I can't drink things that aren't mine," Lin Shuang had no choice but to say frankly.
Bai Lu smiled innocently, "My sister and I are the same; we've gotten used to living a good life with the Princess, and we've become particular about our food, clothing, and daily necessities."
In the past, before we followed the princess, we often lacked food and clothing.
Even if the headmistress threw the steamed bun on the ground, she would still pick it up and eat it.
Lin Shuang's face darkened upon hearing this.
But Bai Lu was telling the truth, and Bai Lu was including herself in the conversation, not just talking about her alone, so she couldn't get angry.
Lin Shuang said meaningfully, "I was luckier than you. I went straight into the palace and was assigned to Consort Xiang's side not long after I entered, becoming her personal head maid. Back then, we ate and used only single portions of everything."
The implication is:
My good life wasn't something I enjoyed because of that bandit; I had already lived a good life before that bandit.
Bai Lu paused in her action of putting down the cup:
Lin Shuang, you're hopeless!
If you still can't wake up after I've hinted at it so much, then there's nothing I can do to help you!
Turning around, Bai Lu's face once again showed the same simple and bright smile as before, and she said, "That sister is really amazing. It's just a pity that Consort Xiang fell too quickly. Otherwise, with your wisdom and appearance, you might have won the Emperor's favor and might even be a concubine by now!"
Thinking of Shang Xiche's mediocre and aged appearance, and the various ways that the bandit had repeatedly toyed with Shang Xiche, Lin Shuang felt as disgusted as if she had swallowed a fly: "The women in the palace are all pitiful, who wants to be an empress?"
Only Xiao Chen, with his clear and bright demeanor,
Only then can you catch her eye!
Even Bailu (White Dew) was speechless at the sight of Linshuang (Frost):
Sister Lin Shuang used to have high aspirations, but back then she was still down-to-earth;
What could possibly cause her to become so prone to daydreaming and so arrogant?
evening.
Ji Fengyao brought Xique to the inn.
Lin Shuang, feigning weakness, insisted on getting up to greet Ji Fengyao.
With one hand, Xi Que lifted Lin Shuang up and pressed her back onto the bed. The force of his grip was so great that he almost crushed Lin Shuang's shoulder blade.
"Sizzle!"
Lin Shuang couldn't help but gasp.
"Ah! I'm sorry, my cultivation has greatly increased during this trip to the Northwest. I often couldn't control myself and used too much force. Sister Lin Shuang, did I hurt you?" Xi Que laughed heartily, still as innocent as ever.
Lin Shuang's mind raced with a torrent of "MMP" thoughts, but she had to force a weak smile and say, "It's not your fault, it's alright."
"Lie down, let me take your pulse," Ji Fengyao said calmly to Lin Shuang, her emotions unreadable.
Lin Shuang's heart tightened, and she said, "Thank you, then we have a princess."
Ji Fengyao's slender and delicate fingertips rested on Lin Shuang's wrist. Although it was a very soft and warm touch, Lin Shuang couldn't help but get goosebumps all over her body, and a chill ran down her back.
For some reason, now when she looks at these bandits, she feels more fear than hatred.
She always felt that this bandit was a devil in a beautiful human skin, and that he would tear off his disguise and reveal his terrifying true face at any time!
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