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... anymore, I can’t move..." After more than two hours of continuous exercise, Zhao Fujin felt as if her legs were tied with dozens of pounds of lead, heavy and powerless.
Sweat dripped from her body, and her clothes clung tightly to her skin.
Fortunately, she wasn’t wearing the thin skirts she used to, so she didn’t accidentally expose herself.
At this moment, she sat casually on the ground, hands propped behind her, completely disregarding her image as an Empress.
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