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Too much to bear!!!
Song Jiyun was so angry she couldn't speak for a while.
It was not until the wick of the lamp crackled and sparked that she took a deep breath and said, "Where is Zheng Quan? Did you see Zheng Quan? Is he safe?"
As to how she was rescued and brought here, and how Yuan Yunzhong came to know about these events, she did not want to ask in detail anymore; she just wanted to know if her own people had been harmed like her—she was led away from the entrance of Little Snow Hall, and with Zheng Quan's alertness, he should have noticed something amiss.
Yuan Yunzhong leaned back against the headboard and said, "He was also calculated against. Although he quickly realized, it was already too late."
When speaking of Zheng Quan, his tone was gentle, and his facial expression was indifferent, but for some reason, Song Jiyun sensed a hint of disdain and dissatisfaction from it.