Along the way, no one reported or stopped them.

Ji Turning Snow broke into the East Palace as if he was in and out of a no-man's land, and ran all the way from Jiangnan to the front of the palace.

The other one, which was exactly the same as Song Qinghui's hair, was hidden in his hand behind him.

The hairpin pierced into his palm, dripping out silent beads of blood, soaked in the green dots of emerald, like the cry of blood and sorrow before the death of a kingfisher.

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"The Eunuch Pet Zangjiao" Chapter 69 Sixty-nine, the coldness is in the middle of the hand, please wait for a while,

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