The wedding garments were stealthily stolen just like that.
Jun Yang exerted quite some effort, dragging out several spies her father had once cultivated in the palace, to take a bunch of things out of the palace.
From start to finish, Jun Yang did not go to pay her respects to the Grand Empress Dowager; her visit to the palace was entirely for the gold and silver treasures.
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It was deep into the night, and Jun Yang and Jing Shu, the aunt and niece, were kneeling in front of the Grand Empress Dowager's coffin, watching over the vigil, alongside some concubines and princes.
Three years had passed, and Jun Ning had grown a little taller. Though she seemed thin, she was poised and graceful, with fair skin and beautiful features. Kneeling beside Jing Shu, they looked like a pair of lovely sisters.
For some reason, Jun Ning's right eye kept twitching. She rubbed it, feeling uneasy in her heart.
