[I can't put it out in the previous chapter.] 】

[There is no way but to rewrite.] 】

[I'll add this chapter tomorrow.] 】

[I'm sorry, I'm sorry. 】

Nearly halfway through the sub-hour.

The night was deep, and everything was silent.

With the passage of time, the river slowly flows forward.

In the 31st year of Zhengde, the Yuan Festival will gradually disappear in the long river of time.

The thousands of lanterns that had quietly lit up the entire Fuyang City in the hazy night also followed

"Eight Years of Confinement, the Emperor Begs Me to Ascend the Throne" Chapter 550: I am in the middle of the hand, please wait a while,

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