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... ill him, just do it. There’s no need to perform for me,” Chu Yihan said with an indifferent expression.
He didn’t care about the empress’s intention to kill Chu Mingyuan, nor did he intend to save him.
Instead, his attention was drawn to the person lying on a bed placed beside the dragon throne.
It was Chu Chengye.
After months of no sighting, he seemed to be even more ill than Chu Mingyuan, his face as pale as a corpse’s, froth at his mouth, and mumbling incohere ...
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