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... his eyes. The emperor, who has always been concerned about the image, has been running around for several days. At this time, a layer of scum has grown on his chin, his eyes are dark and his hair is slightly messy. He has been in a bad mood and his skin has become rough. People always watch him frown slightly, never as scary as now.

Chu Yan was sitting for a long time, his legs were numb and he couldn't move for a while. He looked at the scenery outside the window and asked, "How long is ...

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