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... idservant also hurriedly walked over from the front and respectfully said,” “The people from the Imperial Palace are here.”

“The Imperial Palace?” The corners of Bai Yan’s lips curled up slightly, other than the Empress Dowager and Nangong sun, the others don’t need to come.

Once the people in the palace knew that she had returned, they would definitely shamelessly follow the Empress Dowager to see her. Nangong Yuan might be a filial son, but in the palace, the Empress Dowager’s il ...

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