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The stench of wine and meat filled the air. The streets were frozen to the point of death.

When An Xia returned to the Embroidery Palace, he couldn't help but sigh as he looked at Imperial Concubine Yan's luxurious life.

"You're back?" Imperial Concubine Yan had a smile on her face, but her expression was a little unnatural. It seemed that she was unhappy about something