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Everyone slowly stepped forward to pay their respects, "Greetings Empress, Ninth Prince."

"No." The empress was dressed in crimson palace robes and raised her hand gracefully. Song Qingyu looked up along with her jade-inlaid armour, she had maintained it extremely well. The middle-aged man was almost the figure of a young married woman.

As for the Ninth Prince beside her ? Song Qingyu thought