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Chapter 825: Imprisonment
don't intend to value my mother"As soon as these words were spoken, the atmosphere in Yanhuagong once again became awkward and dead silent.All eyes turned to the Emperor, and even the gossip fire wit... He leaned closer, sniffing the air, "Have you been drinking" "No, just a small sip" 。She pointed to the wine jar on the table, “This was just dug up! I thought about bringing it to Yanhuagong to dri...