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... essing the memorials?”

“No need.” Li Chengjing replied, “Move the remaining few memorials back to the Eastern Palace. Your Majesty is not here, and it is inappropriate for Gu to stay alone in the Imperial Study.”

“Your Highness is correct. Your noble self is benevolent and wise, and always abides by the rules. Having Your Highness as the Crown Prince is truly the blessing of our dynasty.” The eunuchs spewed out a few more flattering words as he dutifully helped Li Chengjing transport ...

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