梁ติ้ง挣扎着坐起来，头疼得像要裂开。她低头打量自己，身上穿着粗布麻衣，头发乱糟糟的，像一蓬枯草。这不是她的房间，也不是王府，而是一间破败的厢房，墙壁裂了几道缝，窗户上糊着破布，风一吹晃晃悠悠。 “嘶……”她揉着太阳穴，记忆一点点回笼。好像……是被人下了药，然后扔到这里来的？ 梁ติ้�ดู quanh around the room, found nothing else except a table and two chairs, and a pile of dust covered the ground. It was desolate and lifeless. She frowned, her heart pounding. Who would dare to do this to her? She was just going to the market to buy some goods, how could she be framed? Just as she was thinking, the door of the room was pushed open and a serving girl walked in. Seeing梁ติ้ง waking up, she was startled and said, "Ah, miss, you're awake!" 梁ติ้ง looked at the girl, her eyes full of questions. "Where am I? Who are you? What's going on?" The girl was taken aback. "You're in the Western Wing of the Imperial Garden. Miss, you were saved by me. Someone framed you and said you were indulging in disgraceful behavior. The King was furious and locked you here for punishment."