lead.An hour later.Yun An'an, who was reclining on the noble concubine's couch, got up and stretched. She then smelled a very complex scent permeating the air.How would you describe...It might be the...: []lieve the reality he had just heard."Prepare the carriage, we're going to the palace."Qingfeng was driving the carriage. On the carriage, Beichen Rongrong wept uncontrollably, while Yun An'an gently h...