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Also, what was the attitude of this dog slave? It was just a single blanket, and he actually choked on her?

Who would have thought that she would fall to the point that not only dogs would bully her, but even a mere guard dog would look down on her.

He was indeed bullied by a dog.

Chu Ci glared at him fiercely before retracting his gaze.

These dog slaves weren't worthy for her to spend time arguing with him.

She returned to the corner and sat down once again. She felt that she was just a small match that was used to sell girls … "AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" No, a little girl selling matches, cold and hungry.

What the hell is this place? It's so cold in the middle of summer.

She rubbed herself, shivering with cold.

After leaning against the wall for who knows how long, she fell asleep in a daze. However, the bone-chilling cold continued to corrode her body, causing her to involuntarily crawl into a corner.

Her head was very heavy, and she felt like she was in a half-asleep state.

Although her body was burning hot, she couldn't feel any warmth at all. In fact, the more she slept, the colder she became.

Faintly leaning against the corner of the wall, her brows were pinched tighter and tighter, and she was about to fall into a state of despair.

Big Brother Rong Yu, I'll marry you when I grow up, okay?

Suddenly, a young voice flashed through her mind, filled with innocent anticipation.

This voice was so unfamiliar to her that she didn't even know who it was, but there was a sense of familiarity with it.

Following closely was the voice of another youth. Although it had an immaturity to it, it had a chilliness that made people tremble in fear.

Get out of my way!

… ….

She was sleeping soundly, but these two sounds were still lingering in her ears. Somehow, they were tugging at the nerves in her heart, causing her to feel a little bit of pain.

Soon after, another face appeared in front of her. It was an extremely beautiful face with a hint of desolation on it. In the depths of her eyes, there was a tinge of sadness.

She … She's a Princess Yang? ~ Strange, didn't Princess Yang die? Why did her dreams contain the memories of the Princess Yang?

Big Brother Rong Yu, I've finally married you as I wished.

This voice was sad, beautiful, and ethereal. It carried an undisguised sorrow in it, like a blooming lotus flower. It was clearly so beautiful, yet it had lost the bright color that she was supposed to have.

Chu Ci's heart felt a kind of piercing pain, as if a merciless sharp blade had accurately pierced her heart.

Soon after, another familiar voice sounded. The immaturity in the voice from before disappeared, but the Absolute Cold Qi within did not diminish in the slightest.

Don't worry, not only can you marry to This King as you wish, This King can even bury you in my Rong family's ancestral grave as well.

No matter, as long as you're happy …

It was another ethereal voice that was close to loneliness. It had a bone eroding desolation to it, but from her mouth, she spat out such light words.

Chu Ci felt that she was an outsider. This was a grudge between the Princess Yang and Rong Yu, but she realized that she had only occupied this body, so why was it that she could even feel the pain in the heart of the Princess Yang.

She had always thought that Princess Yang was really a spy sent by Kaiser to be with Rong Yu, but from the looks of things, that wasn't the case.

In this dream, she was an experiencer, yet she also seemed like a spectator. She couldn't even tell who she was.

Suddenly, the bone-piercing cold once again invaded her body, causing her sleeping body to abruptly awaken.

She slowly opened her eyes. In the dark cell, there were a few glimmers of light.

Chu Ci felt that her body was very hot, as though it was above a furnace. Yet, she felt that it was even colder than before, that even her hands and feet had become ice-cold when touching it.

"Damn it, I have a fever again."

The signal from her body made her realize something very quickly. She forced herself to sit up from the stone bed.

His hoarse voice was somewhat hoarse and hoarse. As he spoke, his voice was laced with pain.

His weak legs were trembling from the high fever and his head was extremely heavy.

Her dry lips were bloodless. She forced her heavy eyelids open and shouted without much hope.

Indeed, from beginning to end, no one responded.

Just as she decided to give up and wait for her death, the prison door opened. The heavy iron door was opened and sent into Chu Ci's ears.

There was a hint of jubilation in her tone.

She knew that God wouldn't let her die so easily under the private punishment of that scumbag.

Humph! This time, if she had the chance to go out, she would definitely cause this Prince Mansion to fly into a mess, forcing him to divorce her.

And yet, that last bit of hope had been completely extinguished the moment she saw the person who had just arrived.

It was actually Bao Yan's mistress.

"Oh, sister, you don't look too good. Could it be that you were frozen in this cell last night?"

On Bao Yan's face, there was no longer the hypocrisy from yesterday.

Chu Ci was too lazy to care about her, she only glanced at her lazily before returning to the stone bed and sat down.

However, the guard who had been indifferent to him last night and had a face full of ridicule was following behind Bao Yan like a dog leg. Hugging his thigh, he said: "Madame Bao, our Esteemed wangfei was shouting about wanting a blanket last night, but this servant didn't have any orders from you, how would I dare give it to her?"

He had specially added to the list, clearly wanting to curry favor with this beloved concubine. It was obvious that he had raised her to the position of a manager mother.

At the same time, in order to curry favor with Bao Yan, she might even be promoted to the position of the Head Guard in the Prince Mansion in the future.

Furthermore, he knew clearly in his heart that his wife and concubine would be at fault tomorrow. As he helped Bao Yan to oppress Chu Ci, Bao Yan was naturally very happy.

Sure enough, when Bao Yan heard him say that, a look of satisfaction and praise appeared in her originally gloating eyes. She glanced at the guard and laughed: "You did the right thing, on such a hot day, if Big Sis wants to cover her head with blankets, it's most likely that she got struck by a board the day before yesterday. What would happen if she covered herself with a blanket and got sick?"

Of course she knew that this gloomy and cold dungeon wasn't as hot as the outside, especially in the middle of the night.

However, she felt comfortable seeing that even Chu Ci was not treated well by the guards.