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He was only thirteen years old this year!

Shen He even had the urge to move around, wanting to meet this His Royal Highness.

Well, if there\'s a chance.

Perhaps because they had learned their lesson from last night, when they went to rest at night, Cui Zhu and Red Flower were already in Shen He\'s room.

Fortunately, there were many wolfskin mattresses at home, so he could lay two more layers without feeling cold.

Shen He\'s room was also burning with scarlet charcoal, it was a little closer to the charcoal brazier, and did not feel sad at all.

Shen He lay on the bed, but couldn\'t fall asleep no matter how she tossed and turned.

For some unfathomable reason, she set her heart on that His Royal Highness she had never met.

Is this a good thing or a bad thing?

However, with his current status and identity, it was easier said than done to meet him.

Shen He fell into a deep sleep.

In his dreams, a youth in a dark robe slowly walked towards him.

The youth had handsome features and a warm smile on his lips. His gaze was focused and focused as he looked at himself.

He extended a hand towards himself. "Shen He, I\'ve been waiting for you for a long time."

He couldn\'t help but pass his hand over and hold tightly onto the other party\'s fingers.

The other party\'s finger was ice-cold, as though there was no trace of warmth in it.

He wanted to say something, but his ears twitched as if he had heard something. He could only say to himself with a regretful expression, "The time is really short." Shen He, I will be waiting for you in the capital. "Be fast."

With that, the youth\'s figure gradually turned transparent.

Shen He subconsciously wanted to grab onto him, but before she could even clench her fist, the other party had already disappeared like a shattered light, piece by piece.

Shen He was so excited that she woke up in an instant.

Opening his eyes, he looked at the unfamiliar large bed and room, then turned and looked at the green bamboo and red flowers that were sleeping on the ground.

The youth in his dreams, who was he?

Why did he fall into a dream?

Shen He vexedly turned over and fell back into a deep sleep.

At the same time, in the East Palace of the Imperial Palace.

His Royal Highness sat up on the bed and blurted out, "Xiao He!"

The eunuch on night duty immediately stood up, "His Royal Highness, are you dreaming?"

The imperial grandson Li Ji was stu

ed for a long time. He raised his hand to look at his own finger and clearly felt the warmth of that young girl\'s finger in his dreams.

Shen He?

Her name is also Shen He?

Had he entered his dreams to find her?

Could she be the reincarnation of Shen He?

Just as His Royal Highness was about to tell the eunuch to prepare pen and ink, his expression suddenly froze. He couldn\'t remember the girl\'s appearance in his dreams.

What should he do?

What to do!

If she was really Shen He, wouldn\'t she miss her?

When the eunuch saw His Royal Highness\'s cold sweat, he was immediately scared witless. "Go to Imperial Physician Xuan quickly!"

If anything happens to His Royal Highness, he can forget about living!

His Royal Highness finally regained his senses, and called out to him. "Alright, what\'s your name in the middle of the night? Just a dream. Go to sleep! "

After he finished speaking, His Royal Highness lay back down, tossing and turning around, but couldn\'t fall asleep no matter what.

Suddenly, His Royal Highness remembered that the reason why he had such a dream today was because he had received the present dynasty\'s reverend astrologer yesterday.

His teleportation was too mystical, maybe the astrologer could divinate a little?

His Royal Highness made a plan in his heart, and finally fell asleep again.

After three days of travel, Shen He finally arrived at the capital at noon.

Shen He looked at the huge city gate and the thick city walls and could not help but exclaim, "The capital is indeed the capital. It\'s no wonder that so many people would risk their lives to come to this place. This is the center of the politico-economic culture and military, a place where the most talented people in the country are gathered! "

Shen He\'s words drew a few people\'s laughter: "Young lady, you\'re not that old yet, so you\'re sighing with emotion."

Shen He turned to look, only to see a few well-dressed young masters cupped their hands and saluted him.

Shen He was enlightened and immediately stood up to return the greeting.

"The lady came to sue?" An older teenager asked.

The people of Great Yue Dynasty were open-minded and it was normal for men and women to chat.

Shen He rejoiced that she did not have the habit of wrapping her legs around, nor did she have the trash like the ring.

Shen He nodded, "Yes."

The older teenager said, "That girl will have to hurry up. Maybe she can make it for lunch. "The outer city is big, so it\'s filled with people. If we delay lunch, we can only settle it outside."

"Thanks for the reminder." Shen He bowed once again.

The few youths bowed and said their goodbyes to Shen He, then led their horses into the city.

They seemed to have special identities. They did not need any special examinations, and as long as their identities were revealed, the guards would immediately let them through.

Shen He could not help but ask Cui Zhu: "Who are the usual people dressed like that?"

Cui Zhu thought for a moment, then answered: "They should be the sons of the rich merchants that live in the outer city. Their clothes, though bright, were not the finest brocade. "If you are a descendant of an official, you can wear brocade. However, there are only ten embroidered lines on the brocade. Only the people in the i

er city are qualified to wear brocade."

Shen He understood what Cui Zhu meant.

This was the division of classes.

Distinguished between clothes and clothing.

The clothes of nobles and officials could be embroidered with patterns. Of course, there was no one embroidering the clothes, but the inscriptions could be done.

As for officials below the fifth-grade, they could wear brocade, but not more than a tenth of the embroidery lines.

Rich merchants with great contributions, for example, provided a lot of jobs. They provided a lot of tax-paying rich people. They could also wear brocade, but they had fewer embroidery lines, so they couldn\'t go beyond the level of a fifth-grade official.

Although the brocade worn by those youngsters just now was not cheap, there were very few embroidery lines on their bodies. Only the cuffs on their collars and sleeves and clothes had embroidery lines on them.

Then it was clear that they were either the children of a fifth-grade official or one of the illustrious and wealthy merchants of the outer city.

The city gate guards were clearly very familiar with them, so this confirmed the speculations of the higher-ups.

This world was full of rules!

Shen He raised her hand to look at her cotton clothes and could not help but sigh.

He didn\'t even have the qualifications to wear brocade!

Shen He\'s carriage slowly moved forward, ready the proof, and prepared to enter the city.

At this time, a group of people suddenly rushed out of the city. At the entrance of the city, a handsome retracting action attracted the attention of countless people.

"Elder sister!" Wen Jian Qing\'s voice came from the city gate, filled with joy: "You\'re finally here!"

Shen He looked at the high-spirited youth and got off the carriage.

Wen Jian Qing quickly got down from the horse and welcomed them happily.

The person Wen Jian Qing brought over showed his badge to the city gate guards: "People from the Wen Mansion. I hope that you will forgive me. "