Concubine Jiang remained silent, fixing her gaze instead on Madam Zhao, whose face had turned ghostly pale.
"Madam Zhao, you didn't expect this, did you? That I was still alive." Concubine Jiang stared at her with the intensity of a demon crawling straight out of hell.
"No, that’s impossible. I saw with my own eyes—" Madam Zhao’s voice cut off abruptly.
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