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"Go on, Your Majesty." Shen Yu didn't let up.

"Noble monarch, worry about your own affairs." Shang JunLin's tone was a little unpleasant. "Things you should not meddle in"

"I see." As if overflowing with obedience, Shen Yu ended the topic.

The atmosphere suddenly quieted down. Shang JunLin didn't know why Shen Yu didn't continue, or why something he'd obviously asked for made him feel even worse.

In winter, the grounds of the imperial palace never looked ...

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