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... ace, still warm.
In this moment, under the shroud of death’s shadow, her years of cultivated elegance and composure were utterly shattered. She screamed and threw herself into Lu Yu’s arms: "Your Majesty!"
Lu Yu stood up, one arm wrapped around Noble Consort Zhang’s slender waist, the other trembling as he pointed at Lu Ying: "You wretch! She is your mother consort! Have you gone mad?! Take your men and leave the Capital at once! I am the Emperor! If you dare disobey me, I will h ...
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