The Trafford Trading Club
Chapter 2329

Miss Maid's Death Routine

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In Her Majesty the Queen's bedchamber, Rin Dong Queen knew nothing of the discussions among the nobles, ministers, and doctors outside—and those discussions seemed to have reached a unified consensus.

She was only thinking about when the maids standing by her bed would leave. She had been lying down for far too long, and her back was a little itchy. She wanted to scratch it.

She absolutely would not wake up.

What a joke. If she really attended wearing those two strips of rope and a piece of cloth the size of a palm, it probably wouldn't be something the Black Soul Envoy commendation ceremony could resolve.

The entire palace was now running around in swimsuits. She already felt like she was in grave danger.

She might as well keep lying there.

It felt like she could lie there until the end of time... To make her coma seem more convincing, Rin Dong Queen had even shut off all her senses, making herself look as though she had truly contracted some sudden strange illness or been cursed.

But her back... was really itchy!

Prince of Early Spring had already heard some rumors before entering the palace... Actually, before leaving the residence. But when he truly saw Song of Early Winter in full dress, he still felt startled once again.

The men weren't the problem. The women were the focus.

The envoys of the Early Spring delegation looked as if they had wandered into the Grand View Garden. They carefully observed the Rin Dong women wearing swimsuits and showing off their lovely figures.

This was a wonderful opportunity to learn about Rin Dong's traditional culture, wasn't it?

It seemed that this kind of culture could be introduced into the Kingdom of Early Spring. Recreating a Song of Early Winter

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