C86 To be a servant girl

Her Majesty was lying on the bed, her frail body covered with thick peony embroidered flowers. Under the heavy blanket, it seemed as if there was nothing there. Her head was on the soft satin pillow, her eyes wide but unfocused. His face was sallow, his eyes were puffy, and his lips were pale and dry.

Wen Yi was extremely shocked in her heart. It had only been three years since they last met