4 p.m., Paris, light snow.

Although the snowflakes fluttering in the air and the biting cold wind made the citizens shiver incessantly, standing in the courtyard of the Palace of Justice, every citizen only felt that hot blood was flowing in their veins.

They watched with excitement as Madame du Barry was brought before the courtroom again, and watched her return to her rightful place.

At the same time, many people also noticed that a group of bureaucrats and servants of the Palace of Justice were busy inside and outside the courtyard

From Corsica to the Fourth Rome Chapter 320 Farewell, Madame is in the middle of a hand, please wait a moment,

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