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Chapter 702: Soap
die, no one can kill me."As he spoke, a sudden commotion of hurried footsteps echoed from outside, as if many people were rapidly approaching.Duan Jinjiang let out a cold snort and said to Long Huaivy...Imperial Palace's Inner Court.At this moment, the news of the prince's assassination was under tight lockdown and hadn't reached here.Outside the Qianyuan Palace, Zhao Qinglan wore a crimson phoenix b...