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The colorful lights of the palace gave off a dim light, illuminating the long corridor with colorful lights.

Under the dim light, Yi Zhen covered her face and looked at Yi Xiaoqiao in disbelief. The pain on her face was so clear, and touching a finger would give her the feeling of being pierced by needles. Her lips trembled and tears quickly gathered in her eyes, "Madam Qiao