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Linghu Lan was betrayed by her best friend and boyfriend, who cheated on her. Not only that, she was so angry that she had a heart attack and died with grievance. At this critical moment, a system ...

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Novel website. "What kind of deal did you make with him?"

Yue Qingyin's eyes narrowed slightly, and she suddenly asked this question. Her intuition told her that there must be a secret between Jun Qiming and Dugu Feng.

Dugu Feng paused slightly in the wine pot, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes, before bursting into laughter: "Hahaha, as expected of the woman I value, you are indeed so intelligent. I'm even interested in having you leave me a child."

Yue Qingyin's face flushed red, and a sense of disgust rose within her that she could not suppress.

"Dugu Feng, I am Consort Jingxian of Daliang. Don't push your luck."

"The Consort Jingxian of Daliang? Hahaha!" Dugu Feng's laughter was unrestrained and without any restraint. "There is no Consort Jingxian in my carriage, only a lowly maid who has been deposed as a commoner, imprisoned in the cold palace, and faked her death by 'suicide'."

"You!" Yue Qingyin's face flushed red. The undisguised sarcasm in Dugu Feng's words pierced her heart like a sharp sword, and she couldn't help but scream. "Du! Gu! Feng!"

With the exoneration of the Prince of Qinyang's family, her maternal uncle's family was convicted, her rank was revoked, and the imperial decree stripping her of her title was also issued.

That was a humiliating day; she was moved to the cold palace, where she was left without a single maidservant to serve her.

Ou'er died, and Cai Ling used the excuse of recuperating from her injuries. The rest of the people were timid and hesitant, and none of them were willing to share her hardships.

People are indifferent and the world is cold and heartless; this is probably the case. That's why she never regretted what she did.

She walked alone into the cold palace, surrounded by desolation and cobwebs.

She was the first and only concubine of Emperor Guangzheng to be moved to the Cold Palace, and she would never forget that humiliation.

The Cold Palace was also the place where she and Jun Qiming met again. Returning to the old place, their identities were no longer the same.

She was imprisoned alone in the cold palace for several days, and she was on the verge of going crazy.

One night, she heard a familiar knocking sound. She was immediately startled and then realized that the sound was the secret signal she and Jun Qiming had agreed upon when they were at the Prince of Qinyang's residence.

She hurriedly got up and opened the door, and Jun Qiming suddenly appeared in front of her.

Who can dispel this wisp of sorrow? Meeting an old friend is anything but peaceful.

She couldn't help but throw herself into Jun Qiming's arms.

That night, she tried to win Jun Qiming's heart with her body, even though Jun Qiming was already infatuated. Yet, at the crucial moment, he still withdrew and left.

She had thought he was a gentleman, but it turned out that he had other plans for keeping her virginity.

She drank the fake death 'medicine' sent by Jun Qiming, and red spots appeared on her body. She fainted, and just then, a eunuch came to deliver food and discovered her 'corpse'. Her illness was immediately treated as a plague by the bribed eunuch. When she was carried out of the palace for cremation, Jun Qiming's men took the opportunity to create chaos and switch the body. She escaped. The plan was flawless.

She was grateful and willing to serve Jun Qiming to the end, but it turned out that everything was for Dugu Feng.

Dugu Feng reached out and pinched her chin hard. "I'm not deaf. There will be times when you miss me. You don't need to be so eager to act 'sexy' now."

A tremendous sense of humiliation filled Yue Qingyin's chest. Her eyes reddened, and tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, but she forced them back. She had always been a person who could be ruthless to herself.

Dugu Feng enjoyed the look of despair on her face. He snorted and slowly released Yue Qingyin's chin.