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In this cold night, the entire capital was filled with patrolling Yulin Army s and Forbidden Guard s.

In front of the Prince Rong's residence, the ground was filled with blood and more than twenty corpses lay on the ground. On the stairs, Xiao An was still lying on the cold floor, surrounded by countless of people.

Luo Wuyou carried Xiao An's corpse, her eyes red as tears fell like rain