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Green Mountain

Time flies quickly; may you enjoy a cup of drink. I know not the height of the green mountain, nor the depth of the earth. Only watching as the seasons change, that it took people's lives.

The Speaking Pork Trotter · Eastern
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130 Chs

39. Frame-up

Having left Prince Jing Mansion, it was already evening.

Xibing stood inside the mansion gates, waving goodbye to him, while Chen Ji stood on Anxi Street with a heavy heart.

He walked in the afterglow, smelling the scent of cooking from every household along the street, which finally allowed him to breathe a sigh of relief.

Wu Yun poked his head out from the eaves and leaped into his arms. "Who beat up Bai Bore? It wasn't me, I swear!"

Chen Ji smiled, patting its head. "Nobody beat it. It was just an excuse for Consort Yun to summon me to the mansion."

He muttered to himself, "Back then, Consort Yun said that the lead barium glass cup from Princess Consort Jing was a gift from her parental home, and I didn't think much of it. But seeing the relationship between Princess Consort Jing and the Liu Family now, it's possible that someone did it intentionally... Has she cursed the Liu Family recently?"

"Yes, she cursed her brother, Liu Mingxian, with pretty foul language."