Xing Ce felt that the moment had arrived and said, "It's nothing important, I just hope Sister Xiang Ying could pity Xing Ce. As you know, being a guard means facing wind and rain, patrolling daily without fail. A few days ago, during the storm, I nearly got struck by lightning while on patrol. If Sister Xiang Ying could lend a hand and secure a position for me at Yuesang Palace, even as a resident guard, it would be my good fortune."
Indeed.
To climb up the ranks, just like her, to get close to Princess Consort Sang.
Sang Ruoshui was out of favor, and the people in the palace didn't think much of her. Still, there were clever ones like her.
Not bad.
Someone with a brain.
She was satisfied in her heart but wore a smile that revealed nothing on her face.
