It was a little box within about half the size of a fist, which was exactly the medicine box that was gone from under her bed.
She found this so hard to believe. She wondered how it had shrunk and gotten into her sleeve pocket.
Goosebumps crawled on his numb body as she realized the terror.
The sound of footsteps was approaching from behind. She stuffed the small box back into her sleeve pocket.
"Your Grace, please allow me to walk you out." Lv Ya held her hand. "I’ll intercede with His Highness and visit the palace with you."
Yuan Qingling was in a state of utter confusion. She didn't hear what Lv Ya said. She just nodded and followed her out.
They passed through the arches and went up on a corridor, and then they walked through a crooked road before reaching the entrance of the front yard.
A carriage was already waiting at the door. Yu Wenhao didn’t sit inside. He was riding a beautiful black horse.
He was in a violet outfit and a golden jade crown, looking as sullen as the cloudy day. Seeing her coming, he glanced at her and said coldly, "Ready to go."
“Your highness, may I go with you?” Lv Ya summoned up her courage and asked.
Yu Wenhao slid her a sideways glance and replied, "Sure, you can be there as a witness if Queen Mother asked about our consummate."
Nearly ten servants were at the gate of the Phoenix Mansion waiting for the trip to the royal palace. Tang Yang, the retainer, was also there. Yu Wenhao said that in front of them, without the least care of embarrassing Yuan Lingqing.
Yuan Qingling was expressionless, because her facial muscles were almost stiff. As embarrassed as she was, she couldn't show it on her face.
Lv Ya helped her get into the carriage. The moment the curtain fell, she raised her eyes and saw Yu Wenhao's hateful eyes and the gloating face of other servants.
She closed her eyes and took a deep breath. Yu Wenhao's words echoed again by her ears.
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