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Fake Saintess (1)

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"How is that possible?"

"Didn't you say that there's no cure for this plague? Why did he suddenly get better?" Dressed in a white dress, Guan Yingying's almond-shaped eyes widened slightly, revealing a hint of viciousness.

"It is said that His Majesty brought his courtiers to the ancestral temple to worship the heavens and even cut his wrist to sacrifice to the heavens."

"Some people say that His Majesty's sincerity moved the heavens."

"There are also people who say that Your Majesty's blood can flesh and bones, and is a life-saving medicine. Regardless of whether it's true or not, at least it saved countless people. It's always a good thing." The Daoist who spoke sighed softly.

Guan Yingying's eyes flashed with viciousness. Good news?

How was it good? If those ignorant people didn't remember her, Guan Yingying, then it was a terrible thing.