When I came to again, my entire body felt as if it had been dismantled and put back together; I was aching all over.
Damn that Time-Space Shuttle Bead—it puts me through hell every single time!
I rubbed my temples, struggling to recall what had happened before I lost consciousness. Xiaotao’s terrified eyes, the strange symbols on the scroll, and that sinister face of Wei Zhongxian... Wait, Imperial Noble Consort Chen!
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