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"I watched as An Lingge grew up, so I am very clear about what she is like in my heart. It's all the fault of that old granny Yu from the Nanny Zhang who was extremely loyal to me on the surface. Turns out that she was still loyal to that slut An Lingge in order to let her grow up safely. "

When An Lingyi thought of Nanny Zhang, the delicate expression on her face froze for a moment, and a layer of malice surfaced in her eyes.

Back then, if it wasn't for the fact that the Nanny Zhang took advantage of them and pretended to seek refuge with her mother, persuading her to let An Lingge live, they would not have gone through so much effort to get rid of An Lingge today.

"That damnable servant dared to deceive mother. Even if she were to die ten thousand times, it wouldn't be enough to vent the hatred in my heart."

If not for the Nanny Zhang, An Lingge would have been plotted against by her mother when she was young, resulting in him dying of illness.

Aunt Li patted her hands, "Nanny Zhang is just a servant, no matter how you make a demon, in front of me, you can only be obedient. If she can betray me, I can easily take her life. But An Lingge is different. She is the daughter of the Princess An, and her status has already surpassed yours, and now that she has been conferred the title of princess by the Emperor, we need to think of other ways to deal with her. "

An Lingyi's eyes were filled with hatred. If she wasn't her direct daughter, then she should be the one who was betrothed to Prince Mu’s Palace, and the one who was betrothed to Hereditary Prince Mu, and the one the Emperor bestowed the title as the County Lord, was also her!

Princess was an existence that many people could only look up to. If she had that identity, how could An Lingge use his identity as the direct descendant to put on airs in front of her?

However, as long as we do away with An Lingge and get rid of this eyesore, she would be the most respected lady in the Prince An's Palace. What need was there to be afraid of An Lingxue?

An Lingyi's eyes flashed, the corners of her mouth hooked into a sinister smile, she then moved her head over and secretly discussed with Aunt Li.

After a long while, An Lingyi's face held a hint of predetermined happiness, and her eyes curved in a smile, "Didn't Grandmother like An Lingge? This time, let Grandmother personally punish that b * tch, and let's see how she can still act so arrogantly! "

The malicious calculation flashing in her eyes made An Lingge, who was still far away in her Parasol House, sneeze.

Bi Zhu immediately closed the window, muttering to herself that the summer wind was strong, telling her young miss to be careful.

"How am I so delicate?" Seeing Bi Zhu treating him like a child that didn't know how to take care of herself, An Lingge couldn't help but laugh.

Hearing that, Bi Zhu's face became serious, her eyes that were like black grapes stared wide, her rosy lips opened and closed, "That is not necessarily true, as the people who have suffered the most from the cold in the summer are the people, maybe it is because they are sick due to the wind blowing towards the window."

She was not good with words normally, but when she spoke to make An Lingge pay attention to her body, it was as if she had changed. Her mouth was extremely sharp, and she could not stop even for the time it took to make a cup of tea.

Ming Xin snickered on the side, but An Lingge noticed and immediately looked towards her with a pleading gaze for help.

Usually, she always had a gentle, light smile on her face, but only at this moment did she truly look like a fifteen-year-old girl. She did not need to wear a mask to face off against those demons that did not have good intentions.

A trace of heartache appeared in her eyes, mixed with unspeakable joy. The instant she raised her eyes, however, she concealed all of her emotions.

"Aiya, Bi Zhu, why are you being so long-winded like an old granny. Young Miss's own medical skills are pretty good, naturally she would pay attention to her body."

Just as she finished speaking, Bi Zhu's brows furrowed even more, "There is a saying that doctors do not know how to cure themselves …"

Seeing that Bi Zhu was about to start another long lecture, An Lingge and Brightheart could only exchange a look, and silently listen to Bi Zhu's small talk.

"Miss, Heaven's Clothing Workshop has sent over this season's clothes."

A burst of sounds from the pearl curtain interrupted Bi Zhu's recitation.

The servant opened the curtain and walked in, respectfully standing in front of An Lingge with her head lowered, holding onto a red wooden tray with a few sets of clothes neatly stacked on top.

Bi Zhu saw that an outsider had entered, and immediately stopped what he was saying, and looked towards the servant.

"It's Lan Xin, just give me the clothes."

As she spoke, she reached out to take the tray from Lan Xin's hands, but the latter quickly shook her head, "I'll do it myself, I don't dare to trouble Big Sister Bi Zhu."

The matters in An Lingge's courtyard were usually handled by Bi Zhu and Ming Xin. As the maids by An Lingge's side, they held some dignity within their Parasol House. With regards to the matters that had been ordered out, the second and third year maids would never reject them.

Now that the second servant Lan Xin had barged into An Lingge's room without permission and refused to let Bi Zhu take the clothes, she immediately became cautious.

She looked at him from head to toe, but did not see anything out of the ordinary, she only looked at An Lingge with an unspoken understanding.

An Lingge had a light smile on her face, it could not be said that she was kind or cold, "Put your clothes there, you can leave now."

Since she had spoken, Lan Xin naturally did not dare to disobey.

Lan Xin slowly placed the tray on the table, then lowered her head, her eyes rolling around as she said, "This servant will take his leave."

She thought that no one could see her movements, but she didn't know that An Lingge had long since seen everything she was doing.

"I didn't expect Lan Xin to be so restless as well." She sighed in her heart with a complicated expression on her face.

Young miss was cautious, so she gave the order. Other than Bi Zhu and her, the rest of the servant girls needed permission to enter young miss's house.

Even though Lan Xin appeared respectful on the surface, she had disobeyed the Young Miss' order.

She already knew that the young miss's courtyard wasn't filled with honest and pure people. There were no lack of spies from the Aunt Li, and there were also those who would betray their master for the sake of money. She just didn't know which type Lan Xin belonged to.

An Lingge did not take this matter to heart, there were only a few people who wanted to frame her, and behind Lan Xin, were either the mother and daughter of Aunt Li, or An Lingxue.

She glanced at the tray that was placed on the table, and Bi Zhu immediately took the clothes over. An Lingge casually picked up the set of clothes at the top, and the patterns formed by the golden threads flashed like flowing water under the sunlight.

"Miss, these clothes are really pretty."

Bi Zhu couldn't help but exclaim in admiration, the workmanship of Heaven's Clothing Workshop was truly amazing.

An Lingge's gaze landed on a certain place on the clothes, a look of doubt flashed past her eyes, and then, her long white fingers extended out to touch it.

"But what's wrong with these clothes?" Mingxin noticed her strangeness and immediately asked.