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... still think you're the Empress, the mighty General Zhan Huang? And now, are you not just a prisoner at the foot of the stairs?"
The bone-chilling wind of winter blew through the broken window into the damp and stinking Heavenly Prison.
Clad in prison garb, Zhan Lan was covered in scars with her tendons in hands and feet severed, wretchedly shackled by two rusty chains.
She was the adopted daughter of the General Mansion of Nanjin, married to the least favored Prince Si J ...
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