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The next day.

When Ming Jiling opened his eyes at daybreak, the inside of the prison was still dark.

The bed in the Celestial Prison was a little better than the worst conditions of the march, and he could still accept it.

I just wonder how Consort Mother is doing.

Even if Consort Mother had been to the Cold Palace, it was still better than this place.

He sighed heavily, stood up