Xin Lan's figure disappeared into the night, Ah Rou closed the door and bolted it.

"My lord, where do I live?"

"You can sleep in the east wing. It has been cleaned before, and you can sleep after taking out the quilt from the cabinet."

"Thank you son, do you need me to wait for you tomorrow?"

"No need."

Ah Rou nodded, and went back to the room silently.

Before falling asleep in a daze, what she thought was whether Miss would blame her for telling the things about her persecution, that should be the last thing Miss would want the emperor to know.

If you blame her, you can scold her in your dream.

She woke up in a trance, rubbing her forehead. Last night, she dreamed of someone unrelated, but she didn't dream of her young lady.

It was already daylight outside, and when she opened the door to go out, she heard the young master reading a book.

"I'm in a state of insanity due to illness. I only dream of idlers but not of the king."

She has never been sick, so why is she dreaming of idlers.

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