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Those who managed to ascend the Heavenly Stele were far more than dragons and phoenixes. Even the last few rankers were all extremely difficult to reach.

Zhong Jiu looked up at the other five with envious eyes and laughed, "I'm on the leaderboard, I'm on the leaderboard, haha!"

However, none of them responded. Zhong Jiu could no longer smile in embarrassment. He only saw a Zhong Clan disciple, who was usually on good terms with him, point at the 23rd position.

Mu Xiaoling?

I seem to have heard this name somewhere …

Zhong Han whispered, "Isn't this the little girl who came in with us?"

Right, they went in with seven people and came out with six. They thought that little girl had been eliminated first.

However, from the looks of it now …

All six of them had ugly expressions on their faces. Even Zhong Jiu, who had obtained a ranking, had a dark face. It was hard to say what they were thinking in his heart. Only the other five people had the same feeling of jealousy and envy.

When she opened her eyes once again, she was actually sitting inside the carriage. The interior of the carriage was bright and luxurious, and the exquisitely carved windows were open. Occasionally, a wind would blow in, bringing with it snow.

The seat was covered with a thick blanket, and the white fur was soft and warm. In the center was a small white jade table with a tea set and snacks on it. There were also two small drawers on the outside.

To be able to ride on such a carriage, he must be either rich or noble. However, when Mu Xiaoling looked down at her dress, she felt that it didn't match at all.

The dress was extremely worn out, there were even two or three patches on it.

Mu Xiaoling felt a headache coming on, especially at the back of her head. Her entire mind was blank. Except for Mu Xiaoling, she couldn't think of anything else.

So where was it, and what was it to do?

No one answered her question.

At this time, the car door opened and a 15 or 16 year old girl walked in. She smiled and said, "Miss, have you woken up?"

Mu Xiaoling looked at the man and saw that he was dressed in a green cheongsam dress. His hair was combed back from his temples and he looked like a servant girl. She frowned as she asked, "Who are you? Where are we going?"

"Miss has asked this question to me twenty times on the way here." "Your servant's name is Dong'er, and she is the servant sent by the State Duke to wait upon the young lady. The young lady should be the direct descendant of the young lady of our State Duke's estate, but the young lady just so happened to run into trouble when she was giving birth, and ended up in a rundown temple with another farmer. She knew that it was only a few days ago that she found out the truth, so she immediately sent a servant girl to bring the young lady back for marriage."

Mu Xiaoling felt a headache coming on but following Dong'er's instructions, many fragments of memories appeared in her mind. They seemed to be true. However, they were not coherent and she could not guess what was going on. She could only take one step at a time.

After a few days, the carriage finally reached the capital.

Mu Xiaoling looked at the bustling capital city before finally arriving at the Duke's Mansion. After she got off the carriage, she saw a richly dressed woman standing at the entrance.

When the woman saw her, she cried and ran over to grab her hand. "My Ling'er, you've suffered!"

The woman cried her heart out. However, Mu Xiaoling felt that her mother was different from this person. She should be more beautiful and younger.

Mu Xiaoling, on the other hand, could not cry. Her mind was filled with confusion and she pointed her finger at Mu Linger when she was seen by others.

Mu Xiaoling's ears twitched as she clearly heard the distant voice.

The two furthest maidservants said, "Look at this promising young lady. So what if she's the direct descendant of our house? She's still a stepping stone for our young lady."

"That's right, that's right. Look at how the madam's crying. She didn't even have a single tear left. How can those raised outside compare to those raised in the Duke of Guo's estate?"

Mu Xiaoling had seen blood several times before, but he couldn't recall it. He threw a look at her and the maidservant trembled in fear. She shut her mouth and ran away.

At this moment, the woman finally stopped talking. "Come, come quickly. Let's go home."

Mu Xiaoling was forced to follow him into the Residence of State Duke.

Your father originally came from a peerless family, but because of his military exploits, he was bestowed the title of Duke of the Empire. Your eldest sister had also become a imperial concubine, so now, my Mu family has finally found a place in the capital.

Mu Xiaoling looked around and found that although the State Duke's Mansion's scenery wasn't bad, it wasn't bad either. She had seen many things that were many times better than this before, but when she thought about where she had seen them, her head began to hurt and she couldn't think of anything.

The woman continued, "Ling'er, although you have just returned to your residence, you are destined to be this noble lady of the capital. Although you have just returned to your residence, you are destined to be this noble lady of the capital.

Mu Xiaoling frowned slightly. Why did she remember Dong'er saying that this mansion only had three children? The eldest was the first-in-line daughter of the imperial concubine, while the second was the first-in-line son. Logically, she was ranked third. "Third young mistress?"

The woman was also rather embarrassed. "The girl you made a mistake with earlier. She is now called Mu Xiaoqing. After all, she has been raised for so many years, so I took her as my adopted daughter. She is ranked third. From today onwards, you will be the Fourth Miss of this Residence."

"Oh." Mu Xiaoling replied with an expressionless face. She didn't care about this, she just wanted to figure out the situation and figure out what was going on.

Fortunately, the official residence had a simple population, so he didn't allow her to see anyone. He took her to the courtyard he had prepared in advance and left with the excuse of having something to do.

Mu Xiaoling felt that this person was very strange. Even though she seemed to miss her daughter, she couldn't feel any reality. Instead, it seemed like she was faking it.

However, sitting still had never been her style. After telling Dong'er that she was going to sleep, she subconsciously touched the ring on her hand, wanting to take out a set of night clothes.

How could a ring take out clothes?

This thought made Mu Xiaoling want to laugh. However, in the next moment, she was unable to laugh. She only saw a set of night clothes appearing out of thin air on the table.

Mu Xiaoling was startled as she blankly stared at the ordinary looking ring. She couldn't understand why it was so. However, based on her familiarity with the ring, it was obviously stored somewhere. This meant that the ring really did belong to her.

Relieved, she changed into a set of night clothes and quietly flew up to the roof through the window. She advanced carefully all the way until she came to the main courtyard, where she saw two people sitting and talking at a table.

One of them was the nobleman of the country and the other was around her age. She was dressed extravagantly and should be Third Young Miss Mu Xiaoqing, who was adopted as an adopted daughter after she was adopted by the wrong family.