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... ldiers with cold demeanor. The cleansing started last night. The guards of the Imperial Army who were guarding Xiyuan were now under strict surveillance. At the same time, there were also many court ladies and eunuchs who were locked up for questioning.

Unlike yesterday, today's Baoyue Tower is full of tranquility and tranquility, birds are chirping on the treetops, Feng Sheng opened his eyes and found that King Wei had already woken up.

But she didn't want to get up, felt the ligh ...

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