In the dim and gloomy cell of the Royal Prison, Wei Anning sat on a single iron bed, hugging her knees. A chill emanated from her body as she stared blankly at the iron door, unable to calm her mind.
Leng Youchen must already know that she was locked up in the Royal Prison. Given his character, he would never leave with Wei Chenchen. He would try every possible way to rescue her.
However, at this moment, even she didn't know whether there was still a chance for her to get out.
This trap had her completely ensnared, how could she break free from it?
And that document, even if it was forged, would still arouse The Queen's suspicion. After all, her attempts to fight for it had already confirmed its authenticity.
She buried her head between her arms, the more she thought, the more chaotic her mind became, unable to make sense of anything.
