Imperial Concubine Wan's head ached a bit; it was an old ailment, and many Imperial Physicians had said it could only be managed.
But despite living a life of luxury all these years, her headache had never lessened; instead, it grew increasingly severe.
She hadn't said anything yet when the sound of hurried footsteps approached.
No one stopped them; the only one who dared rush in this manner in front of the Imperial Concubine was Princess Qian Yang.
"Mother! Mother! I saw that man outside! The one I mentioned before—sometimes saying he's bad, then he's not—a person who escaped from the Heavenly Prison!" Princess Qian Yang rushed in, as if something monumental had happened.
Imperial Concubine Wan, who originally intended to let the person outside leave, immediately changed her mind upon hearing this: "The people who toyed with you?"
Princess Qian Yang tugged at the hem of her clothes with her finger: "I wouldn't exactly call it toying..."
