MTL - Marrying The Villain-Chapter 96 ending (below)

Today, Xinke Jinshi led the post to fill the vacancy, and the DPRK and China were unprecedentedly lively.

"Today, a worthy person enters the palace, and he must not be without a clear master. The ministers and others invite His Royal Highness King Jing to ascend the throne, so as to extend the country's destiny!"

Several civil servants with a wide range of vision joined hands to invite Ning Yin to ascend the throne as emperor again and again. Most of them are echoing and polite words, after all Ning Yin has always turned a deaf ear to them in the past.

But today His Royal Highness King Jing was sitting on the only blood sandalwood chair in the Golden Luan Hall, casually glanced at the old and new courtiers who were kneeling down and bowed down, and opened his golden mouth for the first time.

This time, he neither copied someone's home nor dismissed someone's position, but said coldly: "Then why are you still kneeling? The enthronement ceremony cannot be handled by the king himself."

The hall fell silent for a moment.

Unexpectedly, Ning Yin agreed so readily this time, the different expressions of all civil and military officials were reflected on the floor tiles.

Especially those who secretly wanted to stand up to the little prince so as to take the opportunity to control the court, their expressions were quite panicked and complicated.

"His Royal Highness accepts orders in the face of danger, and it is my court's blessing!"

Several officials from Yushitai stood up first and controlled the direction of the wind.

The Book of the Ministry of Rites also picked up the words: "My minister immediately arranges the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the heavens and enthroning!"

General Yu Yuan and his son Yu Huanchen exchanged glances. For a short moment, thoughts surged and they returned to calm.

As if a major decision had been made, the father and son went out and knelt down again, saying loudly: "The minister is willing to follow His Highness and help the country!"

As if awakening from a dream, all the ministers agreed one after another: "The ministers are willing to follow His Highness and help the country!"

A major event came to an end amidst the speculation of the courtiers, and no one dared to comment.

Yu Lingxi took time off and went to Dali Temple.

The young officials who came to greet him were dressed in pine green official robes, with white faces and bright eyes, and they carried a clean and upright spirit.

He cupped his hands at Yu Lingxi and said, "The document has been verified to be correct, Madam, please wait."

Cherish words like gold, restrained and solemn.

Yu Lingxi recognized this old-fashioned and handsome face, and couldn't help but smile slightly: "It's you, Zhou Yunqing."

Surprise flashed across Zhou Yunqing's face, she nodded and said, "Your Majesty still recognizes me."

"Naturally."

Yu Lingxi's memory has always been good, and he had an impression of his appearance on the Qixi Festival last year, "Master Zhou will become the most outstanding young minister in Dali Temple in the future."

Zhou Yunqing was young, even if he was appreciated by King Jing, he had only taken the position of the sixth-rank Temple Chancellor when he first entered the court, and he was still far away from the position of the Shaoqing of Dali Temple...

But who is Yu Lingxi? That's the person King Jing kept in his heart. The remnants of the third prince who held her hostage back then are still being tortured at the bottom of the prison in Dali Temple.

A word of praise from her is more effective than an imperial decree.

Having received praise, Zhou Yunqing was not even half complacent, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Your Majesty's absurd praise."

"By the way, although Mr. Qingping Township has an informal temper and acts carelessly, she is extremely affectionate and righteous, and she is a rare good girl."

Yu Lingxi stopped, "If Zhou Sicheng doesn't think she's in a difficult situation, please remember the kindness you gave me back then and treat her more leniently."

Mentioning Tang Buli, Zhou Yunqing's indifferent and cold face became more respectful: "I understand."

As soon as the words fell, two officials personally led a plain white figure into the hall.

Yu Lingxi raised her head from her seat and saw Xue Cen standing behind the two officials.

After being imprisoned in Dali Temple for nearly a month, he looked a little thinner, and his glamorous gentleness faded into pale melancholy, like a pearl covered in dust.

But his eyes were still gentle and clean. Looking at the unparalleled beauty with cloud temples for a while, his dry lips parted several times, and he lifted his robe and saluted: "The sinner has seen the second... the princess."

The title turned a corner on the lips, which looked extraordinarily dry.

"Second Master Xue, please come up."

Yu Lingxi raised her arm and helped him up.

Xue Cen turned his head and coughed lightly, the two families turned a little red, it was the poison of Baihuasha that was wreaking havoc in his body.

Yu Lingxi turned her head and ordered the attendant to deliver the package she had prepared long ago.

Seeing the precious items stuffed full of packages, Xue Cen was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head and said, "People who are about to die don't dare to accept your mother's favor."

His eyes never dared to look in Yu Lingxi's direction.

Obviously she is so gentle and dazzling, so dazzling that just a glance from a distance can force him to tears.

"I have also accepted your favor."

Yu Lingxi got up and opened the package to show him one by one, "This is a detoxification pill that I have someone refine. It has a full year's worth and can temporarily suppress the toxicity in your body. This is the way to pass the customs. There is also a letter of recommendation written in my own handwriting, from the capital to the north all the way to Yancheng, find Yaolang according to the address on the letter, he will help you..."

Hearing this, Xue Cen understood what Yu Lingxi meant.

"Your Majesty, you want to let me go?"

Xue Cen's chest rose and fell, and he said with difficulty, "I have committed a serious crime, and I can only apologize with death, how can my mother..."

"It's what my husband meant." Yu Lingxi deliberately moved out of Ning Yin.

Xue Cen was taken aback, feeling bitter in his heart.

"What's more, people with serious crimes have already received the punishment they deserve. If Second Master Xue is passive and seeks death, and death is as light as a feather, then people will really look down on him."

Yu Lingxi smiled slightly, and said warmly, "Think of it as the amnesty of the world before the enthronement ceremony, go. One has to live for oneself once, the mountains are high and the sea is wide, let you travel."

People always have to live for themselves once.

Soft words, but with deafening power.

Xue Cen recalled his short twenty-one-year life, living under the protection of his father's generation, and was always passively coerced by his family to move forward. When the family reveals the dirty and dark under the gorgeous appearance, and the faith collapses, he seems to lose the direction of living in an instant.

Drinking the poison was not only to atone for the Yu family, but also to save the precarious Xue family.

He never thought of solving the problem alive, and used righteous actions to cover up the cowardice in his heart that escaped with death, how ridiculous!

The confusion in his heart dissipated, and Xue Cen's eyes turned red.

He has not had time to collect Xue Song's bones in the future, and he has not had time to see his grandfather who was dismissed from Beijing and is critically ill. There are still many things he can do...

Xue Cen raised his eyes, looked at her as gently as when he was young, slowly folded his sleeves and bowed: "Xue Cen, thank you, ma'am!"

"Goodbye, then."

Yu Lingxi nodded, and walked out of the hall with him, and walked into the setting sun, her figure covered in gold powder was tall and slim, faintly swaying with dazzling majesty.

After leaving Dali Temple, I saw a carriage parked in front of the steps.

The curtain of the car was half opened, and the handsome young man in the deep purple royal robe inside was leaning leisurely, looking at her with his head propped up.

Yu Lingxi's eyes lit up, she let go of Hu Tao's hand, smiled and lifted her skirt to get on the carriage: "Why are you here?"

"Pick up." Ning Yin moved her finger and tapped the position beside her.

So Yu Lingxi sat down next to him, rubbing her knees against the bend of his legs intentionally or unintentionally through the material of the clothes, and smiled flawlessly: "My husband is busy with affairs in court, and I have to find time to pick up my concubine, how considerate."

The words fell silent, and the person had already arrived in Ning Yin's arms.

"Sui Sui went to meet someone I hate." With deep eyes, he leaned over and pecked at her eyelashes.

"It smells like someone this king hates." He went down and bit her delicately sunken collarbone.

Yu Lingxi found Ning Yin very interesting.

When he was crazy, he was extremely cruel to his own body, cutting off hair, tattooing, and even bleeding his palms without blinking an eye. However, no matter how harsh his words were to her, he would only dare to punish her with his mouth.

Because she knew that his way of cherishing was different from ordinary people, Yu Lingxi felt very distressed.

"Some things started because of me, and naturally they have to end with me."

Yu Lingxi shuddered from itching, and stopped Ning Yin from continuing to speak, "What's more, didn't you agree to release Xue Cen last night?"

Ning Yin frowned: "When did I say that last night?"

"..."

Yu Lingxi's mind was full of the rapid sound of the golden bell and the bright red tattoo on Ning Yin's chest, and she couldn't help but feel her cheeks heat up, giving him a soft and annoying look.

Ning Yin smiled joyfully and asked her to look at him, just like last night.

"How about, Sui Sui help me recall some memories?"

The carriage was shaking, but his deep and pleasant voice was steady, "Do you want to ring the bell tonight, or the seal?"

Yu Lingxi didn't want to talk to him.

At night, the lamps in the dormitory are brightly lit, and the beauty with black hair reaches her waist on the couch, sitting recliningly.

It is the same makeup posture as on the beauty seal, but it is warm and fragrant nephrite, dazzlingly white.

"How can a Moyu seal be interesting to a real person?"

Yu Lingxi yawned, endured the coolness of the end of spring, and looked at Ning Yin, who was dressed in cold water vapor, "Like it?"

Ning Yin paused in front of the couch.

Because he was used to controlling everything, and Yu Lingxi's tenderness and indulgence, he forgot that she was the one who was the most provocative back then.

The corner of Ning Yin's mouth twitched, leaning over to appreciate it.

But Yu Lingxi held him down: "This chapter, of course, is covered by me on your body."

She deliberately emphasizes the word "上", and she has great ambitions to tame and control the dragon.

Ning Yin narrowed her eyes, feeling a sense of oppression gradually. Yu Lingxi bit her lip and stamped her seal boldly, but after all, she had no previous experience in committing crimes, so she was stunned.

After a long time, Ning Yin let out a hoarse muffled laugh, and said slowly, "Why don't I kneel down to you?"

Unable to refuse, his gaze suddenly turned. His Royal Highness King Jing, who doesn't respect ghosts and gods and doesn't worship the emperor, knelt down for her for half a night.

…

In early April, the enthronement ceremony was held as scheduled.

The sky is high and the clouds are clear, the imperial flag is flying, and the officials and palaces stand solemnly, welcoming them to the altar to worship the heaven, earth and society.

Yu Lingxi has black hair and high curly hair, a phoenix crown and a flower hairpin, with exquisite and majestic makeup, and a woven golden phoenix robe that drags the floor. And in front of her, Ning Yin, who was dressed in a black crown uniform, was tall and handsome, and his indifferent profile revealed the majesty of looking down on the world.

According to the etiquette system, the queen should be one step behind the emperor.

However, before climbing the long white jade steps, Ning Yin stopped in her tracks, held Yu Lingxi's hand in front of all the officials and guards, and walked up the stone steps with her.

Yu Lingxi tightened, then smiled brightly, and clasped his strong and slender knuckles.

Stepping up to the last stone step, turning around and looking around, you can have a panoramic view of the vastness of the world and the palaces of mountains and rivers.

The majestic horn sounded, and all the ministers kowtowed, and the mountain shouted "Long live Your Majesty, and a thousand years for the Empress."

The voice echoed in the palace, deafening, Yu Lingxi glanced at Ning Yin beside her from the corner of her eye, her eyes were brighter than ever before.

The dark and prey lunatic in the previous life finally stood under the sun, stood at the top, and accepted the bows of all the officials in an upright manner.

After the lengthy sacrificial ceremony, it is necessary to enter the Golden Luan Hall to receive the worship of the officials.

The lacquered pillars of the majestic hall are bright red, and the golden dragon hovers upwards. The dragon chair in the front has been replaced with a new one, because Ning Yin thinks it is dirty.

The ministers and objects used by the old emperor are all dirty to him.

Yu Lingxi sat next to the dragon chair, and all the officials entered the hall in an orderly manner, and kowtowed again. From such a close distance, Yu Lingxi saw Dad in the front row, and he looked at him with such kind and powerful eyes.

On the day when the new emperor ascends the throne, he usually promulgates an imperial decree to win the hearts of the people, such as amnesty for the whole world, or tax relief for three years.

Even the Minister of the Household Department also suggested: "Now the Yan people are invading our borders, causing panic among the people and causing food prices to soar. If Your Majesty can reduce and exempt taxes, it will benefit all living beings, and it will be a blessing for the world!"

Some people nodded in agreement, all waiting for the young new emperor who seemed to be idle in the seat, but was actually extremely oppressed by Ling Han, to speak.

"The people of Yan went south to kill and plunder. You didn't think about how to get them back, but instead asked me to reduce or exempt taxes."

Ning Yin laughed, "You guys understand the trick of making the soup stop boiling and whitewashing the peace."

As soon as this remark came out, the Minister of the Household Department knelt down in panic: "The old minister is dull, please give me your advice!"

Ning Yin knocked on the armrest of the dragon chair, raised her eyes and said, "Go back."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone in the hall was shocked.

The first thing the new emperor did when he ascended the throne was to expel foreign invaders, which was the first time since the founding of the dynasty! If you are not careful, you will be labeled as "militaristic, warlike and murderous".

This... This is really a slanted decision.

Only Yu Lingxi knew that Ning Yin wanted to use the blood of the Yan people to establish his prestige.

Tax reduction and exemption can only make the people better off for three years, and avoiding war for three years is enough to make the newly rising Yan people fat and strong, and it is even more difficult to deal with. And if this battle is won, shocking the world is the only way to boost morale once and for all.

There is a battle to be fought, but not the way it was fought in the previous life.

"The people of Yan plunder food and grass today, and tomorrow they will attack cities and kill my people. They will eat away at every step, and they will never be satisfied."

Yu Lingxi sat on the phoenix seat and said clearly, "If he wants to fight, I will fight. There are no cowards in Wei Dynasty!"

Ning Yin glanced at her and saw the willful smile in her eyes.

She said she wanted to stand beside him, not behind him.

It turns out that I don't know is just talking.

In the palace, the great general Yu Yuan took the initiative to stand out, and said in a deep voice: "I would like to invite you to fight for the common people!"

Immediately afterwards, Yu Huanchen came out and said, "My minister, please go out with my father and drive out the Yan people!"

The sound echoed in the hall, deafening.

Ning Yin said slowly: "It's rare to have such a smart person as General Yu."

As soon as the hammer was finalized, many onlookers in the court bowed down and said in unison: "Your Majesty is wise! The queen is wise!"

The days that followed were busy and fulfilling.

When Yu Lingxi was Princess Jing, apart from taking walks and reading books, she would rest and cook tea all day long. Her days were so leisurely that it was almost boring.

But this time when she just became a queen, she had to learn many things slowly, and she was so busy that she didn't even touch the ground. Not to mention cooking tea, even sitting down and drinking tea is a luxury.

But Yu Lingxi didn't regret it. Every word and decision she made had great meaning.

Because the army was going to fight and the military expenditure was huge, Yu Lingxi cut the number of palace personnel by half, dismissed the unborn concubines of the first emperor, increased income and cut expenditure, and shared the pressure for Ning Yin.

Just as I was telling the female officer to do this, I saw a person walking into the hall.

When she was not in court, Ning Yin didn't often wear dragon robes, she only walked around in a bright red uniform with her hands behind her back, making her face cold, white, deep and handsome.

"Here you are, have you finished reviewing the memorial?"

Yu Lingxi poured him tea with her own hands and smiled brightly.

Ning Yin clicked her tongue and sat down with her robe lifted: "Sui Sui doesn't care about me, but the memorial?"

Yu Lingxi covered her face with the roster, only revealing a pair of almond eyes: "Where is there?"

Ning Yin's insanity was real, and so was his intelligence. The mountain of memorials was as easy as squeezing mud in front of him, and no matter how difficult the problem was, he could solve it after half a night's work.

Although he often dropped the memorial in the middle of the review, he planned to copy the whole family of disobedient ministers, or he would say "drag it down and cut it off" to scare the people around him enough.

But it was undeniable that Yu Lingxi admired his methods almost to the point of jealousy.

She didn't think she was stupid, but in front of Ning Yin, she was a little too weak.

If he was half as vigorous and resolute as he was, he wouldn't have been busy for nearly ten days just reducing the palace staff.

Seeing Ning Yin looking at her, Yu Lingxi hurriedly reported the matter at hand: "You don't have to worry about the expedition to Beiyan with Father and Elder Brother."

In his previous life, Ning Yin didn't have any outstanding generals who could march and fight, so the war dragged on for only two years, exhausting manpower and financial resources, and attracting countless scolding.

In this life, there are father and brother, and the traitors in the court have been removed, so she will definitely not follow the footsteps of the previous life.

Ning Yin didn't seem to care about this matter, she still looked at her.

Yu Lingxi said again: "I cut the number of people in the palace to half, which can save at least 70,000 taels of expenses every year. There were a few barren old concubines who didn't want to leave the palace, and there was a little trouble, but it has been settled."

Seeing that Ning Yin was still looking at her, Yu Lingxi felt a little guilty. After introspecting, Fang tugged at his sleeve: "What's wrong, Ning Yin?"

Could it be that a minister made a mistake in doing things and speaking, and offended him?

Just as he was thinking, a shadow fell in front of his eyes.

Ning Yin reached out and touched the faint look of fatigue in her eyes, then pulled out the roster in her hand and threw it away.

There was a light click, and the maids standing in the palace trembled in shock.

Yu Lingxi blinked: "Why..."

Before she finished speaking, Ning Yin grabbed her wrist and pulled her out of the hall.

The sun is shining outside, the clouds are light and the wind is light.

The fragrance of late spring flowers floated in the air, without the expected chill, but it didn't look hot. Yu Lingxi was dragged by Ning Yin through the long palace road, her pale gold skirt fluttering, until the Begonia Xiawei in the imperial garden was in front of her, and she realized that Ning Yin took her out on purpose to relax.

Yu Lingxi didn't like crabapple at all, and in her previous life, the Zhao Mansion had grown a large number of crabapple flowers.

"do not like?"

Ning Yin saw her hesitation for a moment, and then she understood, "Cut it off."

The attendant moved quickly, and really started cutting trees and digging flowers.

Seeing that the crabapple flowers were going to be murdered, Yu Lingxi couldn't laugh or cry: "Don't! Cut it down and replant it, and it will cost another thousand taels of silver."

The money she saved with great difficulty!

Fearing that Ning Yin would really raze Haitang Garden to the ground, Yu Lingxi had no choice but to drag him forward.

In front is a piece of camellia, with layers of big flowers blooming beautifully.

Walking along the garden for a quarter of an hour, a dilapidated and cold palace was faintly revealed, surrounded by high walls, airtight.

Ning Yin, who was beside her, paused and slowed down her pace.

Yu Lingxi didn't notice it, so she raised her hand to cover her eyebrows and said, "What palace is in front? Why is it so barren?"

"Chaolu Palace." Ning Yin said.

"What?" Yu Lingxi felt that the name sounded familiar.

"Morning Lu Palace."

Ning Yin repeated it lightly, "It also has a name, Lenggong."

Yu Lingxi remembered: This is where the late emperor imprisoned Ning Yin's mother.

Ning Yin lived a purgatory-like life here for twelve years, but escaped from purgatory and fell into another purgatory.

Yu Lingxi couldn't understand what the darkness in Ning Yin's eyes was for a moment, she only felt a deep pain.

"Let's go another way."

She held Ning Yin's fingers thoughtfully, and smiled slightly at him.

The light in Ning Yin's eyes reappeared, and he smiled with interest: "Do you want to go in and have a look?"

Yu Lingxi shook her head: "I don't want to."

"Lie." Ning Yin pinched her little finger.

Yu Lingxi really thought that she wanted to know everything about Ning Yin.

But she knew that this was a past that Ning Yin couldn't bear to look back on, and she didn't want him to get hurt.

She could sneak a look behind him, feel sorry for herself for a while, and then go back and hug him vigorously.

However, Yu Lingxi underestimated Ning Yin's almost self-abuse ruthlessness.

When he made up his mind to let go of his defenses, he was willing to tear open the wound in his heart, and then held it in front of her to show it.

"This is the hut where the woman imprisoned me."

Ning Yin pointed to the ear room of the side hall, "Every time I am disobedient, I will lock it here overnight."

Of course, if the old **** came to spend the night with her, he would also be locked up here, listening to the embarrassing cries coming from outside, covering his ears in despair.

"Once the woman was so tormented that she fell ill and forgot that I was still in the dark room. I stayed in it for two days and one night before being discovered."

Ning Yin spoke creepy words in a nonchalant voice, stretched out her hand and pushed, and the rotten door panel fell down in response, kicking up a cloud of dust.

He raised his sleeve to cover Yu Lingxi's mouth and nose, pulled her into his arms, glanced into the cramped black room, and said in surprise, "So small? When I stayed in it as a child, I always felt dark and empty. "

"Children are small, so the room looks empty."

As Yu Lingxi spoke, she could already imagine how the young Ning Yin curled up in a dark corner, shrinking into a small ball and trembling.

Suffocated, she dragged Ning Yin out.

But the memory in the yard is not good either.

"When I was seven years old, I fell from this tree, in order to pick up unwanted paper kites."

He looked at the dead locust tree with crooked neck in the courtyard, squinted his eyes and said, "It's really stupid."

Going forward, there are stone steps covered with dust and dead leaves.

"Here is where the woman punished me to kneel."

Ning Yin pointed to a floor tile inlaid with sharp gravel in front of the steps, and introduced it to her with a smile, "Roll up your trousers and kneel for half an hour, and your knees will become red and swollen. Kneel for an hour, and your skin will be torn. Kneel for a day. People are unconscious."

"Stop talking, Ning Yin."

Yu Lingxi couldn't listen any longer and said in a depressed voice.

And memories are like Ling Chi, and the pain inflicted on Ning Yin will only be worse than her.

Ning Yin rubbed away the wet marks at the corners of her eyes, and after a long time, she leaned over and said in a low voice: "That woman must be envious of me."

His voice is relaxed and slightly smug.

"Yes, she envies you."

Yu Lingxi hugged Ning Yin and buried her face in his chest, "Because you are happier than her, because...I love you."

The articulation was very soft, but Ning Yin heard it.

He squinted his bright eyes, as if he had defeated an invisible enemy, as if he had defeated the embarrassed and helpless self in the small black room.

There was a smear of red by the wall, and when I got closer, it was a weak impatiens.

The stems are thin and the leaves are wilted, so thin that it seems to fall down when the wind blows, but it still survived in the crevices of the rocks, and a fiery red flower bloomed.

"There are flowers." Yu Lingxi smiled.

In this oppressive cage, life is lingering and blooming enthusiastically.

"Did you know that impatiens have honey juice?"

She carefully picked off the flower that was about to wither, and handed it to Ning Yin, "Try it if you don't believe me."

Ning Yin looked down at the flower that was not really beautiful, for a moment, she leaned over and bowed her head, took the flower in her hands, and held it gently.

The bright red bloomed between his thin lips, which were cool and bitter.

Yu Lingxi smiled lightly, pulled his skirt and stood on tiptoe, raised her head and kissed the flower on his lips.

The wind blows, and the shadows of the trees dance. Fangze tossed and turned, and the light red flower juice dripped down her lips, and was quickly licked off.

The wind stopped, and the sun shone across the high wall into his eyes.

Ning Yin raised her finger and wiped her lips as gorgeous as impatiens, and whispered in her ear: "This honey juice is not as sweet as Sui Sui Sui Sui Sui Sui Sui Sui Sui Sui."

Yu Lingxi's eyes sparkled, and she panted, "Your Majesty, watch your words and deeds."

Ning Yin smiled happily.

After all this fuss, Yu Lingxi was tired, so she dragged Ning Yin to find a clean stone step and sat down, resting her head on his generous shoulder.

For a moment, there was only the rustling of the leaves rustling in the cool wind.

Ning Yin lowered her eyes, and the beautiful queen leaning on her shoulders had already fallen asleep lightly. The sunlight crossed the high wall and plated on the upper half of her face, her eyelashes and hair were shining.

The cold palace in Ning Yin's memory was filled with endless darkness and coldness.

But now, there is light.

Sleeping here would catch a cold, so Ning Yin simply grabbed her knees, picked her up, and walked towards Kunning Palace.

With red walls and golden tiles, the palace people avoided prostrating one after another. The young emperor in a red robe hugged his queen and stepped across the prostrate palace people.

The breeze was blowing, and the golden cloak hung down like a golden mist. The dragon-patterned jade pendant on Yu Lingxi's waist collided with the Ruitu sachet hanging from Ning Yin's belt, and they were tossing and turning.

In the slight jolt, Yu Lingxi snorted in a daze.

"Ning Yin."

"Um."

"Don't be afraid."

"…Um."

The setting sun shone on them, and the long shadows merged into one, beautiful and picturesque.

Everything goes well, and there is always peace every year.

Day after day, year after year, until eternity.

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