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... f morning sunlight hit the glazed tiles of the Palace, Song Ci arrived at the West Gate of the Imperial Palace in a carriage, and with Nanny’s hand for support, she stepped down onto the footstool and got off the carriage, greeted by a scene of golden splendor that made her squint her eyes slightly.
"The Imperial Palace," Song Ci muttered softly.
It was not a film set, nor the Historical Heavenly Dynasty Palace with no living ancestors, but the real Imperial Palace, guarded by so ...
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