Imperial City, Ji Mansion.
Consort Ji sat in front of the dressing table, looking at her graceful and luxurious face in the mirror, applied with exquisite makeup. However, the smile on the corners of her lips gradually faded away.
In her hand, she toyed with a jade bracelet.
As her five fingers clenched, the bracelet shattered with a bang, but the broken jade shards did not harm her fair skin.
"Are you saying that the general from Qingzhou did not come to pay a visit to the Wang Mansion?" Consort Ji turned her gaze over, her voice calm yet sending shivers down one's spine.
She had waited with great anticipation for a day and a night, already thinking about how she would mock Jiang Yuanhua.
Yet, up to this moment, the entrance of the Wang Mansion remained deserted.
The maid knelt on the ground, trembling all over: "Consort... the general who entered the capital this time isn't the one you know... It's the general in profound armor who visited Wang Mansion last time."
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