A knock on the door sounded, neither too heavy nor too light.
The person knocking was undoubtedly very polite, or extremely disciplined.
However, upon hearing the knock, Noble Consort Lan began to tremble all over. Her complexion turned abruptly pale, devoid of all color, her eyes fixed rigidly in their sockets, and her lips quivered slightly as a frantic expression crept across her face, distorting her features.
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