Under the guidance of a servant, Wang Ziying once again found herself at the gates of the Northern Peace Manor—the very place where her innocence had been stolen.
Staring at the grand plaque above the entrance, the memories of that night half a month ago returned with a dizzying rush.
Wang Ziying forced her expression into a mask of calm, balling her hands into fists within the long sleeves of her dress.
Soon, the servant led her to the
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