After returning to Hanxiang Palace, Alexis Yan read the book without saying a word. She also did not look at Jason, and did not take the initiative to talk to her, as if the person who put down her crown and begged Queen Mother Zhang to spare Jason was not her at all.
After all, Jason suffered some physical pain. After drinking half a bowl of soup, he fell asleep. Although he was thinking about how she could sleep when Alexis Yan was not asleep yet, she still couldn't help but couldn't help the aroma in the bedroom. Fell asleep.
Waking up with thirst at night, Jason endured the pain all over his body, lifted the quilt he had covered himself with at some point, and got up to look for water.
I don't know how long it had been, but there was no sound in the dormitory. The maids were already sleeping soundly. Jason vaguely saw a light in the room, so she groped over and stood at the door of the inner room. Through a screen, she saw Alexis Yan sleeping on the desk. On fire.
The big lamp illuminated the profile of her face, which was bent at the desk. Her eyelashes were clearly slightly raised, and there seemed to be tears at the end of her eyes. There was a touch of red on the tip of her nose, as if she had caught a cold, which was particularly distressing.
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