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Chapter 13 Entering the palace

That small box, about half the size of a fist, was not anything else. It was her missing medicine box.

How could this happen? Why did the medicine box become smaller and hide in her sleeve pocket?

Yuan Qingling's numb body suddenly became covered with goosebumps.

There were footsteps behind her, and she hurriedly stuffed the small medicine box back into her sleeve pocket.

"This slave will send the princess out." Lu Ya supported her. "This slave will plead with the prince and enter the palace with you."

Yuan Qing Ling was so confused that she had no idea what Lu Ya was talking about. She just nodded casually and followed her out.

Passed through the arches, went up the corridor, and walked for a while before arriving at the door of the front yard.

The carriage was ready at the door. Yu Wenhao was not sitting in the carriage, but on a black horse.

He was dressed in violet clothes and had a gold and jade crown. His face was as dark as the weather, and there was impatient sullenness in his eyes. When he saw her coming, he only glanced at her lightly and said in a cold voice: "Get ready to mount your horse."

"Your Majesty, do you need a slave to follow you into the palace?" Lu Ya asked bravely.

Yu Wenhao glanced at Lu Ya and said: "That's fine. It saves the Queen Mother from asking about the consummation of the marriage. You can testify."

There were nearly ten servants waiting at the entrance of the palace. Among them, the retainer Tang Yang was also there. Yu Wenhao said this in front of them. He did not care about how embarrassed Yuan Qingling would be.

Yuan Qingling had no expression at all, her muscles were almost stiff, and no matter how embarrassed she was, she couldn't make an embarrassed expression.

Lu 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 expressions of the servants looking at her.

Close your eyes, take a deep breath, and hear Yu Wenhao's words in your ears.

The original owner Yuan Qingling is very beautiful. How much must Yu Wenhao hate her to need medicine to consummate his marriage with her?

How humiliating is this for the original owner?

No wonder she seeks death.

I tried hard to steady my mind along the way and slowly sorted out the memory of the original owner.
Chapter completed!
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