Ahya's eyes were sharp, as if they were swords, piercing Yu'er to the ground.

Yu'er's face was as pale as paper, glaring resentfully at the palace maid who had spoken earlier, still speaking stiffly: "I didn't!"

Ahya's eyes were icy cold, looking askance at Yu'er from above: "You don't see a coffin without tears."

She looked at Liu Yishu, her tone lightened with encouragement: "Yishu, this is your court lady, how to dispose of it, you decide yourself."

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