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But Qi Weiming stood beside her.

Wen Ning's eyes were moist as she leaned against the sedan chair, her heart feeling as if it was being fried in oil or boiled in fire, and she felt extremely uncomfortable.

When the sedan chair arrived at Yongning Palace, she "happened" to wake up, and a palace maid came forward to serve her and helped her get off the sedan chair.

"Miss, this is Yongning Palace, where Princess Anhe lived before. Now it is empty and filled with sundries. You are arranged to live in the west side, and the west wing is empty." The palace maid spoke enthusiastically as she helped her walk inside. She talked a lot, making the cold Yongning Palace more lively.

"The west side is also good. I've been to other places where the princess' remains are placed... and a lot of other things are placed there. It's creepy to live there."

"What happened to Princess Anhe?"

"Princess Anhe passed away under mysterious circumstances three years ago. Rumor has it that her body was dark blue, which was very scary." The little palace maid quickly covered her mouth and whispered, "It's a sin, it's a sin, don't blame me."

The young palace maid was named Qingyue. She was lively and was assigned to serve Wen Ning.

Wen Ning looked at the cold palace, then at Qingyue, and said softly, "I'm sorry for putting you through this."

"Miss, you don't have to be polite. This is just a short errand. As soon as you leave, I will go to another palace to serve." Qingyue spoke directly, but only realized that something was wrong after she finished speaking, and covered her mouth again.

Wen Ning was amused by her straightforwardness when she heard this, and a rare smile appeared on her face, "That's true."

Qingyue stared at her face blankly, feeling her heart beating wildly... It was no wonder that the savage pervert caught a liking to the girl's face at first sight. Qingyue had also "seen the world". There were many ladies in the palace with beautiful faces like fairies - but they were all made up, not as pretty as this one.

Before she could settle down, the imperial physician came to take Wen Ning's pulse. Wen Ning pretended to be weak and fell on the couch. The imperial physician looked at her for a long while and frowned slightly.

"This doesn't look like a faint..." she heard the imperial physician mutter softly.

Wen Ning was not worried. With the prince's "diagnosis", no imperial physician would go out of his way to overturn the conclusion.

Sure enough, after hesitating for a moment, the imperial physician prescribed some nourishing medicine, said nothing else, and left.

After sending the imperial physician away, Wen Ning remained in a daze.

Today is a mess, but what about tomorrow? And the day after? This won't last forever, so we have to keep thinking of ways.

It was getting late, the moon was dim and the stars were dim.

The palace was deathly silent, as if there was not even the sound of birds. No one knew where Qingyue had gone and she had not returned since.

Wen Ning took out the nine-link chain from her waist and was thinking about her worries, but she heard footsteps not far away.

"Miss Wen, oh, it's really hard work." Qingyue started complaining before she even entered the room, "These lazy guys don't even work. They gave the young lady a linen cloth to clean her face. How can a beautiful young lady wipe her face with a linen cloth!"

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