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The evening wind blew over his face, mixed with the faint fragrance of lotus leaves. In the blink of an eye, it was already early summer. Frog calls came from the underbrush next to his feet. It was exceptionally quiet, but Yinan Xuan was feeling a little nervous.

Although he was the sole ruler of the harem, everyone knew that there was no one living in the Anjing Palace. Thus