After a day of study and work, several young palace maids complained about the fact that Zimu could sleep in a room alone instead of sharing a large bunk bed with so many of them.

However, they were soon suppressed by the managing maids. The maids now stood in front of the group of young palace maids, holding rulers and whips in their hands and looking at them coldly.

The head nanny said coldly, "If any of you want to live in a better place, that's fine. It's not like the palace can't use money. As long as you give out real money, what do you want?"

"If you don't have money, just shut your mouth and eyes. Don't say what you shouldn't say and don't look at what you shouldn't look at. Only in this way can you keep your life and have a chance to leave the palace when you are old enough."

"Yes, Madam. Thank you for your teachings. We are grateful."

……

Otherwise, how could Zi Mu say that this world is upside down? How could there be three housekeepers squeezed in one room, while a young maid like her who had just entered the palace could occupy a room alone?

During the next three months, Mu Ke was not idle at all, after he released the seal on his cultivation and spiritual power acquired from the fairy world.

Every month, I weave a beautiful dream for Zhalong, and the protagonists of the dream are naturally Zhalong and Zimu.

Zimu's dream-making technique is of the highest level that can be exchanged in the system space. After each dream, Zimu should eat and drink.

She bribed the housekeeper and the governess with silver, so she didn't have to do any work and just had to wait for food and drink every day.

The other young palace maids also faced the reality. Some of them were sold into the palace by their families, while others were born as bondservants and had to enter the palace as slaves.

Those who were sold into the palace could not even get the money they earned. Those who were born as bondservants were lucky enough not to be asked for monthly wages by their families, let alone be given money to manage their affairs.

——————Prince Bao’s Mansion——————

Hongli clearly felt that something was wrong with him recently. It could be said that something was wrong with him since he started dreaming.

Especially now, whenever he saw Qingying, he thought of the stunning woman who was deeply in love with him in his dream. He originally thought that he loved Qingying, otherwise he would not have given her Ruyi, which symbolized the legitimate wife.

But the love in the dream was obviously more heart-wrenching and more real, which Qingying had never experienced before.

After waking up from dreams with heartache several times, he knew that he was truly in love with the stunning woman who died young in every life in his dreams.

Even now, when he thinks about the time when he knew Qingying was running for the election to become his third brother's wife, and how anxiously he looked when he found out that Qingying lost and couldn't find anyone, he feels like laughing.

Now that his third brother had his yellow belt cut off by the Emperor, he had no chance of succeeding to the throne. From what his mother, Concubine Xi, said, he also understood that compared to his biological sixth brother, his mother was more optimistic about him, the eldest son who was also under her name and above Yudie.

Previously, he had a quarrel with his mother over taking Qingying as his concubine. Now thinking about it, it really shouldn't have happened.

Hongli stroked his aching chest and thought about the woman in red in his dream who was by his side, playing the piano and dancing for him. In his dream, he also played the piano with love and watched the woman dance with a sword.

The originally peaceful days eventually became chaotic. He led his personal soldiers to fight everywhere, while the woman bandaged his wounds and comforted the soldiers' families. In his dream, he became the dominant one in a short period of time.

Unfortunately, I failed in the end.

When they were surrounded by a river called Wujiang, the stunning woman, in order not to drag herself down, performed a sword dance with herself and then committed suicide.

Before he died, he looked in the direction of Wujiang River and used his last bit of strength to push him away.

In the dream, he was holding the woman in red, his hands and bodies covered with her blood. Finally, before the enemy surrounded him, he drove the horse that had followed him in battles for many years back onto the bamboo raft that his personal soldiers had originally let him escape on.

The soldiers fell one after another, and finally he was the only one left. He was asked whether he would surrender or not. He roared in grief and anger: "I am the Overlord of Western Chu, and I will never surrender until I die."

After saying this, he half-knelt down, held the stunningly beautiful woman in his arms, and then drew his sword and committed suicide.

"The King of Chu, Xiang Yu, and Yu Ji? So I am the King of Western Chu?"

"Master? Your Majesty?"

"Huh? What's wrong?" Hongli asked Wang Qin, who had been with him for many years.

Wang Qin looked at Hongli, who had just come to his senses, puzzled and asked, "Why did you think of reading Han history and unofficial history today?"

Hongli shook his head and waved his hands, saying, "Nothing, you can go down first."

After Wang Qin left, Hongli saw that there were only a few records in the history books about the King of Western Chu committing suicide at the Wujiang River, and even Yu Ji was mentioned in passing.

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[Hahaha, dear, you may not believe this, but that scumbag Long actually believed the dream you made up for him and believed that he was once the Overlord of Western Chu.]

Zi Mu was also amazed: "The Hongli of this small world is really not worthy of being on the stage. He is so cautious and yet he fantasizes that he is the Overlord of Western Chu."

Hongli closed the book, but his heart remained restless for a long time.

He picked up the pen and carefully painted the woman in red in his dream. However, in the end he found that he could not draw the woman's face no matter how hard he tried.

At the same time, he secretly made up his mind that if he could succeed to the throne one day, he would definitely find the woman with whom he had spent his life in his dreams.

In the next two and a half months, Hongli also figured out the rules of his dreams. This kind of dream happened once a month, and each dream lasted for a lifetime.

In his first life, he was the King of Western Chu, and she was Yu Ji.

In his second life, he was Sima Xiangru, and she was Zhuo Wenjun.

In the third life, she actually became Emperor Shunzhi. She was named Consort Xian when she entered the palace, and became Imperial Noble Consort in less than a month. She was Dong E, who died young.

Three dreams in three months, three different lives. Hongli even bribed the people from the Imperial Observatory and found a very good night to visit the Observatory.

He told the envoy of the Imperial Observatory about the three vague dreams he had had in the past three months.

The chief envoy had climbed to the position of chief envoy with the help of Imperial Concubine Xi, so he should have informed Imperial Concubine Xi.

But he didn't, he knew clearly that the current emperor was already at the end of his strength, and the one in front of him was the future emperor he should serve.

After hearing this, the emissary asked, "Does the woman in the prince's dream look similar to you?"

Hongli said without thinking: "They are exactly the same, except for the clothes and the appearance. Everything else is exactly the same."

The chief envoy of the Imperial Observatory walked out of the hall, looking at the starry sky and calculating with his hands. Hongli, who was always anxious, was waiting quietly at this time.

"Your Majesty, what you saw in your dream is exactly the three lives and three lifetimes of you and that woman. This is truly your destined marriage..."

"Where is that woman now?" Hongli asked anxiously.

"When the time comes, she will naturally appear. Her appearance may also change. Your Majesty, you must believe in your heart."

The chief envoy of the Imperial Observatory spoke very skillfully. The words "three lives, three worlds" and "marriage destined by heaven" made Hongli very happy.

He only said that the woman existed, and that the fact that she didn't show up and wasn't found was because it wasn't their destiny in this life. Finally, he said that her appearance might have changed, and that this was his way out in the future.

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