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... it fails, it will be the same as the eighth prince who killed the Tang emperor.
Duan He was trembling with fright at the side, he didn't dare to say more, he could only look down at his feet.
Wei Zheng clasped his fists again and asked, "Eighth prince, if you don't have a craniotomy, how sure are you of saving the emperor?"
Li Chengfeng shrugged his shoulders helplessly, and said, "It's hopeless, let's bury it!"
"what?"
Both Duan He and Wei Zheng's lips tremble ...
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