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An Lingxue asked for information about Mu Junhan without batting an eyelid, but how could An Lingge let her do as she pleased?

She talked a lot of nonsense, but did not say a word of news that An Lingxue wanted to hear.

The smile on An Lingxue's face became more and more unnatural. She could not even keep up with her cute and innocent disguise. She directly stood up from the chair and bid farewell to An Lingge.

An Lingge seemed to be a little unwilling to see sher leave, he held An Lingxue's hand and urged her on, "It's rare for people to come here, and it's only after you've come here twice that it's become a little more lively. I still feel like I haven't said a few words to you, is Little Sister Little Xue going yet? "

An Lingxue laughed, and acted very intimate, "I also want to stay with big sister for a while longer, but it's already time for dinner, if I don't go back now, I'm afraid my mother will hold my ear and scold me."

Since she said it like that, An Lingge naturally could not keep her in, and let Bi Zhu send her out.

After Bi Zhu respectfully sent the person out of the Parasol House, she turned around and returned back into the house.

"Miss, you're really bad." She said this, but her eyes were full of smiles, "You clearly knew that Second Miss came to inquire about the news, and you even intentionally rambled about it, to the point that Second Miss couldn't sit here anymore. Your servant, ah, Second Miss will never come here again."

An Lingge pursed her lips, coveting Mu Junhan was nothing much, but he had also sent her a lotus bag filled with musk for Mu Junhan, that was unforgivable.

Now, An Lingxue still thought that she was smart, and wanted to gather some information from her, but in the end, she gained nothing. According to An Lingxue's personality, she probably wouldn't be here for a long time.

It was just as An Lingge and the others had thought. Until the Spring Festival, An Lingxue had never once tried using her Parasol House again.

However, someone else had arrived within the Parasol House.

An Lingge lifted her eyes to look at the slightly aged nanny in front of him, as he listened to her narration of her feelings for him.

"Miss doesn't know. In the month that I've been gone, there isn't a day where I haven't thought about Miss. I'm afraid that if you don't eat well and wear well, you'll never be able to relax. "In the end, I just asked Aunt to let this old servant return to serve Miss."

The person in front of her was her milk nanny, her surname was Zhao, and she had already left the Prince An's Palace more than a month ago.

In her previous life, Nanny Zhao claimed that her little grandson was severely ill, and there was no news of him after she left the Duke Palaces. An Lingge only thought that she had returned home, that it was a long journey, and did not pay any more attention to this matter.

But now that the Nanny Zhao had returned to her Prince An's Palace, An Lingge started to feel suspicious.

However, she didn't show it on her face. At first glance, she just looked like she was seriously listening.

Nanny Zhao wiped her tears once more, "Now that this old servant has returned to the young miss's side, I can look after the young miss myself. Only then can I be considered relieved."

An Lingge looked at Nanny Zhao emotionally, her expression surging with emotion, "nanny left so decisively one month ago, I thought you would never come back, and it's been so long since I felt sad."

"At that time, my little grandson was very sick, I naturally had to rush back to take care of him. Now that he has recovered, I miss you more and more, so I decided to go back to the palace with my thick skin. Miss won't welcome this old servant, right?"

"I am naturally happy that nanny is back." She turned her head and instructed Bi Zhu who was at the side, "However, nanny has always been a tiresome person, so I think it is best to rest for a while. There is no need to wait on me here."

Bi Zhu understood tacitly, this was to settle down the Nanny Zhao and at the same time drive the Nanny Zhao away from the young miss' house, so as to not let the Nanny Zhao and the young miss have any further contact.

The Nanny Zhao didn't think that he would be here, and thought that An Lingge was as respectful to him as she was in the past.

On the second day, Nanny Zhao put on airs.

She was the nanny with the highest status and was in charge of all matters within the Parasol House.

"Miss doesn't like decorations like this. Take them away, put them into the golden censer with the gold-plated screws and come in."

"These flowers and grasses, what kind of rubbish are they? They look messy, not tidy at all. When others see them, they would think that the Parasol House is desolate."

She looked all the way, and pointed at the maids and waited for Nanny Zhao to walk into An Lingge's room sweating profusely. She could not help but to take a deep breath.

Nanny Zhao wiped the sweat on her forehead with the handkerchief and spoke sincerely and earnestly to An Lingge, "Miss, this old servant has not been here for more than a month, those servants have really neglected you."

An Lingge knew in her heart, but her expression did not change at all, "What, but when did those young maids do things that were not to nanny's liking?"

The Nanny Zhao sighed, as if she was truly thinking for An Lingge, "Those maids, to actually accept all of these gold and silverware, and exchange them for copper and flowers, isn't this bullying little miss, you are still young and inexperienced?"

"Bring out all those gold and silver weapons and others will know how pampered the young miss is. Even if the wangfei leaves early, no one will dare to bully the young miss."

An Lingge saw that Nanny Zhao was putting on an act, and a cold intent quickly flashed past her eyes.

In his previous life, Nanny Zhao had always whispered in her ears that her birth mother had died early, afraid that someone would humiliate her, so she taught her to wear gold and wear silver. She said that this was to prove that she was doted on, to establish her dignity.

But at that time, how could he have known that the Nanny Zhao had an ulterior motive?

She was a dignified direct descendant of Prince An's Palace, yet her way of doing things was like the daughter of a nouveau riche. On this point, Nanny Zhao had "contributed greatly".

An Lingge's ice-cold gaze made Nanny Zhao's body turn cold, and she subconsciously met An Lingge's eyes.

When he looked again, he saw that the young girl in front of him was frowning and deep in thought. She looked like a daughter in law, and there was no trace of her sharp gaze.

Nanny Zhao only thought that she was seeing things, but she heard An Lingge say gently, "But since Grandmother is bringing Second Aunt's Third Aunt home now, Little Ge already has family, so she doesn't need that gold and silver to support her."

"My lady, how can this be the same!" Nanny Zhao clapped her hands, she was extremely anxious, "The madame is your grandmother, but she does not only have you as a granddaughter. Even if she dotes on you, how can she be partial to you? There's even less of a need to talk about the third wife of the Second Madam. They each have their own sons and daughters, how would they care about young miss? "

The Nanny Zhao had a serious expression, as if she was the only one in the world who truly cared for An Lingge.

In her second life, An Lingge was not that easy to fool.