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On the eve of the storm!

The palace, the storage palace, the night!

Ji Muqing was lying on the bed. Beside the pillow was the handkerchief that Jing Yi gave her. Today, she had probably washed it countless times.

He turned and stared at the handkerchief with a bashful smile at the corner of his mouth.

At this moment, all of the people in the storage palace had already fallen asleep