When she finally awoke, she found herself lying on the floor. Her muddled brain could not distinguish between day and night for a moment. The sensation, as if her soul had been pulled from her body, filled her with panic.
It reminded her of those sunless, pitch-black alleys that stretched on forever.
The toxins had nearly spread throughout Mu Yuanzhi’s entire body. Her thoughts were sluggish, a beat slower than usual, which was why it took her until now to realize there was someone else in the bedchamber.
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