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"What happened to the emperor?" Wei Shuge was a little confused, he turned to look at Zhao Yuannan who was standing by the side with a strange expression.
Zhao Jing did not say much, and only reached out to receive the letter in Wei Shuge's hand. Looking at the familiar handwriting, at the smooth handwriting on the paper, even if there were occasional strokes, there would only be one or two
