Queen Afang washed her face and brushed her teeth. The rosewood bed gave off a sleep-inducing wood fragrance.
His personal maid Ping'er walked to the basin with a silk towel and said respectfully:
"There are quite a lot of people in the Jingshifang recently."
Crash, crash~
Afang seemed not to hear anything and focused on washing her face. Water droplets were lifted up and then fell down again, creating ripples in the basin.
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