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Chapter 150 Return of Previous Emperor
Another rainy June_ The night in the Palace fell silently, and the red-walled city became hazy and misty under the moon with less majesty and solemnity during the day. In the imperial study room, Emperor Jingxiao was busy before a desk. He was still in the imperial robe, projecting withered shadows under the candlelight. How many lives were decided by remarks written in red by this man in the royal prerogative with his royal brush? The candle flickered in the glaze lamp and shone through the gaps in the side window, casting a vague shadow of the exquisite carvings on the misty marble steps. After reading the report, Emperor Jingxiao closed his eyes, rested his slightly arched back on the dragon chair, and rubbed at between his eyebrows with two fingers. He had not slept well recently
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