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She only knew that something had gone wrong on Crane-Crying Island.
Her son was in danger.
Moreover, even the emperor didn’t have the means to initiate a rescue at this time.
Wu Yuemei didn’t speak; she just stood there dumbfounded, her needlework and the Brocade Handkerchief slipping weakly from her hands to the floor.
Unbeknownst to her, sparkling tears had begun to form in her beautiful eyes.
The tears flowed silently from her eyes, sliding down ...
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