They had settled Princess Consort and her party in a side courtyard. With no time for preparations, a hot pot dinner was arranged for the evening.

Sure enough, even Princess Consort and her husband could not escape the allure of the hot pot.

But when Auntie Shuang saw the hot pot, she seemed to recall something, staring at Luo Ge lost in thought for a long while.

....... That night.

After returning to her chamber, Luo Ge inexplicably recalled her conversation with Princess Consort and the others earlier that day.

"What are you thinking about?" Noticing her demeanor, Gu Jinchen leaned in curiously.

Luo Ge pondered for a moment, then briefly recounted the day's events to him.

"...It must be a coincidence, right?"

Like Luo Ge, Gu Jinchen was aware of her origins, so he shared her perspective.

It seemed to be just a coincidence.

Luo Ge nodded upon hearing this.

"I think so too, but every time I interact with Princess Consort, I feel an inexplicable sense of familiarity, which leaves me puzzled."

Gu Jinchen's expression showed understanding after hearing her words. After a moment's thought, he spoke again.

"However, regarding Princess Consort's maternal aunt you mentioned, I do know a little about her. I've heard that Lady Qian once had a daughter, but unfortunately, she passed away at a young age."

"Lady Qian has been deeply grieved by this and has not recovered to this day. She prays to the Buddha daily."

"Interestingly, if that young lady had not passed away, her age would be comparable to yours."

As Princess Consort belonged to the imperial family, matters concerning the imperial household were of great importance to the nation and its people.

Moreover, as Princess Consort of The Prince of Nanyang, she was akin to the guardian deity of the southern territories.

The people of the southern territories naturally paid close attention to and understood the affairs of their guardian.

Lady Qian herself was once a renowned extraordinary woman, so it was not difficult for people to know about her achievements.

Listening to Gu Jinchen's words, Luo Ge tilted her head back.

"You know her? Can you tell me more about her?"

For some reason, upon hearing that Lady Qian prayed for her child daily, Luo Ge's heart twinged with a slight ache.

"However, I can't help but feel that she might be from my hometown."

"Hm?"

Seeing Gu Jinchen's puzzled expression, Luo Ge pulled him closer and explained the modern context behind the situations he had mentioned, along with her own speculation.

After listening, Gu Jinchen was even more perplexed. He stared at Luo Ge in bewilderment before tentatively asking, "So, you're saying Lady Qian might be from the same place as you?"

Luo Ge nodded. "It seems so."

She could only say that it sounded just like the situation of a transmigrated female lead from ancient novels!

Hearing Luo Ge's words, Gu Jinchen instinctively blinked a few times, then pulled her into a tight embrace.

"Do you want to meet her?"

Luo Ge nodded, then shook her head.

"I would be curious, but in such a situation, it's best not to meet her if it's truly possible."

"However, for now, we're only speculating. It may just be a coincidence and not as I imagine."

After all, this was a parallel world, a different space-time continuum.

Gu Jinchen nodded upon hearing her words.

As the moonlight streamed in from outside, he reached out and gently stroked her hair.

"Go to sleep, it's getting late."

"Mm." Lost in her thoughts, Luo Ge leaned against his shoulder and gradually drifted into slumber.

Gu Jinchen gazed at her features, carefully leaving space for her stomach, and gently patted her back to lull her to sleep.

..................

At that moment, miles away in a distant residence.

Lady Qian woke up again from a dream, staring into the pitch-black darkness as she recalled the visions from her dream, tears suddenly streaming down her face.

The man sleeping beside her woke up startled by the commotion. Upon seeing her state, he quickly sat up and wiped away her tears.

He walked to the bedside and poured her a cup of water.

"What's wrong? Did you have another nightmare?" He gently patted her back, carefully soothing her.