On the other hand, when looking at Jiang Ruan, the maid couldn't help but flash a trace of surprise in her eyes. Most daughters of wealthy families follow the rules, and there are also many who are good at etiquette, but there is no one who can do it so well.
Look at her walking posture, she doesn't look sideways, she walks gracefully, her chin is slightly raised while walking, her expression is humble but not humble, noble but not arrogant. It is very well controlled. She walks very steadily, and even her eyes don't have the fear and curiosity of others who enter the palace for the first time. All kinds of emotions are hidden in those beautiful eyes, making it difficult to see clearly.
Her rules are not like those of a lady from an official family. It seems that she is a beauty who has lived in this deep palace for several years. Every move is familiar and rules, and every step is appropriate.
The maid naturally doesn't know that Jiang Ruan was in the palace in her previous life. When she entered the palace, she was excluded by other beauties because of her beautiful appearance, and she would use the rules of the palace to trip her up. Either she offended the rules here or violated the taboos there.
For the Jiang family, she didn't want to offend those people, so she copied down thousands of almost harsh rules in the palace word by word and read them every day, and finally she could follow them without any mistakes. Even those who wanted to use her as a raft could not find the slightest mistake.
She didn't expect that the helpless move at that time would be used in this place in this life. She sneered in her heart.
As they walked along, some ladies saw some tricks. Let's not talk about the several ladies in the Jiang Mansion and the two concubines for now. Eldest Miss Jiang and Second Miss Jiang have their own looks, but in terms of demeanour and rules, Eldest Miss Jiang is still better. Although Second Miss Jiang didn't make any mistakes, she looked stiff and immature, not as natural and appropriate as Jiang Ruan.
After the few people turned around the palace wall, there were also ladies and young ladies led by palace maids in front. Before they could see who they were, they heard a crisp voice warmly saying, "Sister Ruan!"
Jiang Ruan looked up and saw that it was Dong Ying'er who called her. She was dressed quite exquisitely today, which perfectly showed her generous and lively personality. After she exchanged greetings with Xia Yan, she said something to the wife of Jingzhao Yin, then took Jiang Ruan's arm and walked to the side, talking in private as they walked.
Dong Ying'er saw Jiang Ruan's dress and said, "I know you are beautiful as always, but I didn't know that your dress today is also interesting."
Jiang Ruan smiled, "Sister Dong is really beautiful."
They are all young girls. When Dong Ying'er heard people praising her appearance, a hint of blush flashed across her face. Suddenly she remembered something, and she moved closer to Jiang Ruan's ear mysteriously, and lowered her voice and said, "Do you know that today Concubine Chen is going to pick a fiancée for the Eighth Prince."
Jiang Ruan was slightly startled. This had never happened in her previous life. She looked serious for a moment, then suddenly smiled: "What does this mean? Why would the Eighth Prince suddenly choose a fiancée?"
"I heard it was Concubine Chen's idea." Dong Ying'er lowered her voice even lower: "Think about it, the Eighth Prince is now at the age to get married, but he doesn't even have a concubine."
Her face flushed a little, but she continued: "Concubine Chen is anxious. There are many young ladies at the palace banquet tonight. Concubine Chen said she would personally choose a marriage for the Eighth Prince. His Majesty has also approved it."
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General FictionA Dream Within A Dream / Rebirth of Ill Fated Concubine Summary: Jiang Ruan, the eldest daughter of the Shangshu Mansion, was sent to the palace as a chess piece and fell in love with the gentle and elegant Eighth Prince. Who knew that when the pal...