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Qín'ér grumbled under her breath, unable to hold back. "Why couldn't Her Majesty just meet him? In the end, we servants are the ones who suffer."
Zhǐlán heard her words but said nothing this time. Because deep down, she agreed.
When Yin Zhi relayed Feng Ling's words, a low, dangerous chuckle slipped from Mo Tian's throat. So… the little witch dares to defy me even in her sleep. Stubborn. Feisty. I can already feel her cursing me in her heart. His scarlet eyes gleamed as his lips curved into a wicked smirk.
"Interesting. Very interesting. But the plan won't work without her. Let's go—I want to hear what the little witch dares to say to my face." He rose from the chair and left the study with measured steps, his presence pressing through the corridor like a storm on the verge of breaking.
