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After dinner, Yang Wenxiao, who had been sitting in the courtyard of Da'an Palace all day, finally returned to the Main Hall.
After he rested, Qiao Xiaomai and Tong Sanlang also went back to the back hall, the two bathed and washed up, then blew out the candles to sleep.
The moon was high in the sky, and the night was deep and silent.
Apart from the sounds made by the imperial guards during their patrols, no other noises could be heard in the palace.
At the fourth watch of the night, a red wind seemed to pass through the Main Hall of Da'an Palace. After the wind had passed, a transparent white plastic bag appeared at the entrance of the Main Hall.
The four palace maids standing at the entrance of the Main Hall rubbed their eyes, thinking they were seeing things.
However, when their gaze fell upon the bag on the ground, they were shocked, certain they hadn't been seeing things, and quickly knocked on the door to call for Yang Wenxiao.