Yuhua Palace.
After her bath, Sally donned a translucent red gauze dress with lotus patterns, which faintly revealed her graceful figure beneath.
Looking at her reflection in the mirror, particularly that unfamiliar face, felt awkward each time she saw it.
[Would the host like to switch back to her own face?]
[No need, Fan Qiqi is just going to nag again if she sees, which is really quite annoying.]
[The host's emotions seem quite stable. You aren't looking forward to the mission target, are you?]
[Indeed, I'm not. That woman who has never been involved with the inner court is likely someone cold and abstinent. She probably won't come over.]
Having said that, Sally lay straight down on the bed.
The hard bed, with only a thin red blanket on top, felt like a huge slab of stone.
Lying there was unbearably uncomfortable, so Sally lifted the red blanket to see what was really underneath.
Yikes!
It turned out to be a huge crystal stone!