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... r, he took his two wives in Gu's carriage and began to travel around the mainland. He was quite like Jing Jiu and Zhao Layue during the winter.

In the fourth year, they went to the Guocheng Temple, where the former monk Jingyao, who lived in seclusion, finally met with them, and even returned to Chaoge City together.

On the second night back to Chaoge City, Empress Hu closed her eyes and passed away.

When she died, not in the former dormitory, but in the side hall next to th ...

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