An Lingrong greeted the emperor in the Yangxin Hall. At this time, she didn't know what happened, but the hatred in Zhen Huan's eyes next to her made An Lingrong's heart beat with fear.
Seeing Zhen Huan's expression, especially when he saw the box of Shuhen Glue next to the emperor, An Lingrong already knew that he was probably in danger today.
"An agreed, did you give this Shuhen glue to Wan Bin?"
"Yes, it was given by my Concub!ne."
After Zhen Huan heard An Lingrong's words, the hatred in her eyes deepened, and it took a few breaths to calm herself down.
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