"Your Highness, there is a letter in Yecheng."

The morning sun poured in through the open window, and Lu Heng by the window was reviewing official documents, and the wind blew his hairband and sleeves, revealing the faint fragrance of ink.

He took the letter handed over by Ji Xiu, the head of the guard, opened it and looked at it for a long time, and pressed the letter on the case with a "click".

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