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He also knew that Wanjun was still Wanjun, yet she wasn't the same Wanjun anymore.
Nevertheless, seeing her one more time, he was already content.
In this world, the person to whom he owed the most was her.
"Let's go back to the palace!"
"Yes!"
Fengping County
Kechanglai
Xie Zhinuan slowly sat up, looking around the room with a momentary bewilderment.
She had just dreamt of a woman being held hostage, eventually getting her neck wounded and bleeding profusely.
"..."
For some reason, she felt uncomfortable, a heaviness in her heart, just like when she had been practicing swordplay before.
Discomfort, suffocation, irritability, and an indescribable pain.
"..."
Xie Zhinuan exhaled softly.
This nap had been anything but restful, it would have been better not to sleep at all.
Thinking so, Xie Zhinuan got up and left the room.
Standing under the eaves, a cold wind blew, carrying a hint of moisture.
"It's raining!" Xie Zhinuan murmured softly.