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... stood at the door to watch.

When Yun Shan and Zhang Jiugui were talking at the palace gate, their voices were extremely low, like whispering. Others could not hear what they said.

Noble Consort Li only saw Zhang Jiugui leave. She was still thinking that he had heard Song Zhao was ill, so he hurried back to report to Xiao Jingheng and took down Song Zhao's green plaque in passing.

After all, when she caught a cold, had not the Steward's Office taken down her green plaque? ...

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