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... her body stiff with tension. She knew Zhao Yan’s presence in her courtyard meant only one thing—he had come for retribution.
But she would not cower.
With all the dignity of a consort who had once believed herself untouchable, she lifted her chin and asked, "Why has Your Highness come to see me?"
Her voice was smooth, unwavering, as though she had not spent the last night tossing and turning, waiting for this moment with dread pooling in her stomach.
Zhao Yan stoo ...
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