"What do you mean?"

Jiang Zhi straightened up, and her smile was indistinct: "Isn't the princess strange?" ”

Song Qing'an lowered his eyes, pinched the tea lid and skimmed off the tea foam, again and again. The sound of porcelain grinding was particularly piercing in the Hall of Silence, like the tip of a knife cutting through a white jade wall.

"I do think it's weird, but it's not quite the same as what Niangniang thinks."

She stopped her movements before Jiang Zhi's brows were completely twisted, and said with one hand on her cheeks: "No one in Beijing knows me."

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