Leng Youchen hung up the video call, growing increasingly uneasy. In the vast Palace, how could there possibly be a lack of two beds? Could it be that his wife was being made to suffer?
Thinking about this, Leng Youchen could no longer sit still. After making several phone calls to inquire, he finally understood the grievances Wei Anning suffered upon entering the Palace today. Though only a few brief sentences, they were enough to ignite his fury.
After hanging up the phone, he paced angrily back and forth in the room. Suddenly, he stopped, picked up his phone, and quickly dialed a number. After making the arrangements, he finally felt relieved.
Wei Anning stepped out of the shower, her head feeling woozy. Glancing at the bare mattress, she picked up the remote control to start the air conditioner, which made a loud noise when it operated.
Just as she was praying in her heart that the air conditioner wouldn't be broken too, it emitted an alarm sound and ceased functioning.
