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... rince until bedtime.
There were plenty of quilts in the large wooden chest in the room. Qin Zheng made herself a bed on the floor and, after turning off the lamp, lay with her back to the prince.
In the darkness of the night, every sound seemed amplified, including the prince’s cold voice: “Why aren’t you sleeping on the bed?”
Still feeling withdrawn, Qin Zheng replied in a muffled voice, “I don’t sleep soundly. I’m afraid I might accidentally touch your wound, my lord.” ...
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