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Silence reigned in the back of the palace. Situ Chu Zhao and Qingchen looked at each other, a strange, tense atmosphere in their eyes. The wind blew in through the window, blowing the golden curtain into the air. The entire back hall of the Palace was deathly silent.

Qingchen's lips curved into a slight smile. "Your majesty, why do you need to do this?"

Situ Chu Zhao was stunned