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An'an, the little princess of Yong'an Palace who had just been brought back to the palace, was timid and soft. She lowered her eyes timidly when she saw anyone, spoke in a soft voice, and was reluctant to trample ants to death. All civil and military officials in the court praised the queen for raising a good daughter who was docile and well-behaved. Even the cold-faced tyrant His Majesty looked at her with a softer look. But only His Majesty himself knows - this little girl has more drama in her heart than anyone else! [Your Majesty's face smells so bad. Do you want to punish me again? It's over, it's over, I'm going to be beheaded! [This bowl of medicine is so bitter, it would be better if there was sugar...] [The Prime Minister is staring at me again! Help! He won't see that I'm pretending to be good, right? The tyrant squeezed the memorial's hand and looked at the little dumpling hiding in the corner with complicated eyes. My dear princess, why are there so many thoughts about Xiao Jiujiu in my heart?