Tyrant, how are you?
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"Yes."

Beigong Zhe suddenly pinched An Wenxi's chin and said frantically,""It really is you, it really is you!"

"Wu ~" He actually dislocated her chin.

The blood in her mouth made An Wenxi feel nauseous. She held Beigong Zhe's hand that was pinching her chin with both hands and dug her nails into his flesh.

The pain from his wrist made him realize that he had almost crushed An Wenxi's bones!

"Why, why is it you?" Beigong Zhe let go of his hand and clenched his fist in pain. He looked at An Wenxi as she stumbled away.

Under the moonlight, his back looked very disheveled.

An Wenxi was in so much pain that she couldn't speak. She swallowed the blood in her mouth and placed her hand on her chest. It was aching there.

" Crack!" A crisp sound rang out as An Wenxi reattached her chin. She had not practiced for many years, so her technique of reattaching the bone was a little rusty.

The pain spread wantonly. After so many years, he experienced this pain again.

What did she do to make Beigong Zhe hate her so much? She felt that she had not done anything to let him down!

An afterimage flashed into An Wenxi's mind. She remembered that after crossing the seven-mile long bridge half a year ago, there was a drop of blood on her white dress that had not dried yet.

What exactly happened? Why didn't she remember anything?

A white figure floated out from behind her silently. She still covered her face with a white veil and her eyes drifted into the distance.

" Aunt…" An Wenxi said with difficulty.

"He's here again," the woman muttered.”

"He won't come again in the future."

"Did you feel any heartache half a year ago?”the woman suddenly asked.

"Heartache?" An Wenxi said in shock," I think I woke up one night with a terrible pain in my heart.”

The woman's expression changed slightly as she handed An Wenxi a small porcelain bottle and said,""Drink it!"

An Wenxi looked at the porcelain bottle that the woman handed over warily, only to find that there was a thin layer of calluses on the woman's fingertips and between her thumb and forefinger.

The woman pinched An Wenxi's mouth and poured it down her throat. She was about to resist when she realized that her acupoints had been struck.

Who was this woman? She could actually strike acupoints from afar!

" Ah…" She felt a chill on her chest and cried out in shock. The woman had actually stripped her clothes off.

"Auntie, you…"

The blood-red flower petal on her chest was very enchanting. The woman stared at her chest and raised her eyebrows. She muttered,"I see, I see."

A white shadow flashed before her eyes and the woman disappeared. An Wenxi looked at her chest but did not find anything unusual.

From the second day onwards, the sky began to drizzle, temporarily suppressing the heat. She was still locked in the iron cage of Qing You Palace. Every day, Aunt Qing would come to deliver food to her, but today, she didn't. An Wenxi felt a little uneasy. Sometimes, being low-key didn't mean that others had forgotten about you!

"Xiangming, Xiangming…"

"Princess, this servant is here. What's wrong?”

An Wenxi's eyebrows twitched." Go and find Aunt Qing," she said hurriedly.”

After a while, Xiang Ming ignored the pain of her wound and ran over without even holding an umbrella.

"Princess, something happened. Something happened to Aunt Qing!”

An Wenxi frowned deeply." Tell me slowly. What happened?”

"This servant heard that Aunt Qing accidentally knocked over Consort Qing's medicine and was brought back to the Clear Sun Hall…"

An Wenxi's fingers that were holding the iron bars turned white. She should have known that she would not let this matter go easily when she broke Jiang Xiangqing's wrist that day.

"Princess, what should we do now? Will Consort Qing abuse her power?”Xiang Ming was so scared that her face turned pale.

An Wenxi pulled out the only hairpin on her head and pulled the copper lock on the iron cage.

In this man-eating palace, the lives of servants were as cheap as grass. If she was late today, Aunt Qing would definitely die!

The copper lock fell.

An Wenxi pushed open the iron door and dragged the rattling iron chains towards the Clear Sun Hall.

The palace servants of the Clear Sun Hall seemed to know that she was coming and did not stop her. An Wenxi easily barged into the inner hall and raised her head to meet the arrogant gaze.# Review: ** Time:091420181: 31PM #Special

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