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Chapter 702: Soap

    

ing at the entrance, into half a snowman.Only a stream of concubines and princes and princesses filed out, none showing him any sympathy.Leaving everyone else to depart, Li Yinhu sat numbly on the gro...ked to the window of his tent. He looked at a crescent moon hanging in the sky, faintly visible. In its dim light, only snowflakes were falling one by one.The lonely King Ning sighed, "At this hour, t...