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... porcelain into pieces, the cool fragrance of tea wafting through the air.
The Princess Consort narrowed her eyes, her gaze sharp as a blade sweeping over Zhang Yue's frail figure: "Zhang Yue, do you know the severe consequences of slandering others?"
Without hesitation, Zhang Yue produced a few partially burned letters, mixing truth with lies: "Princess Consort, I dare not speak falsely. Back when Shen Wei and I were both maids, she had already secretly pledged her love to a you ...
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