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Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence

    

Baorong.Just one look was enough to send Zheng Baorong, who was already on edge, crashing to his knees with a thump.His large head was drenched in sweat, his lips trembled uncontrollably, and his eye...om the sidelines.She suddenly realized that she had always been in charge of everything, big and small, in the East Palace. It wasn't because the Crown Prince had said so, nor was it because Su Jinpa...