e semblance of decorum, but now, even that is gone.Political struggle, it's not a matter of life and death.Everyone knows that this early morning is just the beginning of the conflict. The struggle be...ao fall into the mire of the Eastern Palace"Shut up!"Li Yinhu roared angrily, saying, “Now this king will not believe any of you. This king only believes himself!”Li Yinhǔ knew Zhao Xuánjī too well; a...
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