Moyuan leaned back in his wheelchair, his fingers tapping rhythmically against the armrest in a nonchalant manner. Observing the distress on Princess Consort Hanshan’s face, he offered a faint smile.
"Since she has already laid the poison, then let us grant her wish."
Princess Consort Hanshan pondered this for a moment and then smiled, nodding slightly. "Yes, just as she wished..."
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