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... the assistant director of Military Department. He had a promising future and his own unique views. There was bound to be a lot of room for growth in his career in the future. If he were to marry the most favored Princess He Yi, it would be equivalent to giving himself a better trump card. So why did he refuse it?


Xie Rong knelt for less than an hour, and Emperor Yuan Hui didn’t say a single word the entire time.


It had been so long that even Eunuch Gao, who was standing a ...

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