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... ger who wants me dead. What use is there in pleading with her?"
"Noble... Noble Qian, I didn’t know this tea was—"
Rong Miaoyan bit her lip and looked at the tea cup on the table in front of Qian Ruohua.
Just now, following the Empress Dowager’s decree, she had come with a palace maid to deliver a pot of winter tea to Qian Ruohua.
Although Qian Ruohua was only a noble now, she was, after all, the biological mother of the Second Prince. Miaoyan believed the Empress ...
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