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In the Long Life Palace.
Flowers bloomed splendidly outside the window, where the spring still carried a chill.
Jiang Wuqi, the eleventh prince of Daqi, draped in fox fur, was drinking medicine from a jade-green bowl, the liquid a blackish brown color. An odd and foul smell stirred persistently in the air, nauseating to anyone who sensed it.
Yet his expression was normal, as he swallowed it down slowly, sip by sip.
In front of him lay an open book. He held the jade bowl and sipped the medicine, his gaze falling on the book.
Using the book to accompany the medicine.
Lei Zhanqian, sitting not far away, had his eyebrows completely furrowed. He truly could not understand how his cousin could drink such an unpleasant medicine as if it were nothing. He could even savor it sip by sip... Just the smell alone made it unbearable to Lei Zhanqian!
