In the Imperial Palace of the Great Wei Dynasty.
Qin Jiao was arranged by Chen Qianxue to enter, and she was even given an identity and a place to stay.
In truth, when she first met Chen Qianxue, she had a pure attitude.
At that time, she did not think much about it. In any case, she was just a bare-footed person who was not afraid of wearing shoes.
However… As she realized that the other party was not here to take her life and that she would not die so soon, she gradually calmed down.
She began to use her brain to think. "Something's wrong… Something's wrong..."
Qin Jiao paced back and forth in the residence that Chen Qianxue had arranged for her. Her beautiful eyebrows were tightly knitted together, and her exquisite face was filled with confusion.
She felt more and more that something was wrong with this matter. There was something wrong with that royal disciple who had brought her into the Imperial Palace.
