In the thirteenth year of Yongzheng's reign, it was the 23rd and 4th hours of the eighth month.
In the Old Summer Palace, Jiuzhou Qingyan, the bell of the emperor's death rang.
Yinzhen's soul hung in the air, looking down at the kings and ministers who were kneeling on the ground in the palace, everyone lying on the ground and crying.
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It looks good, that's the summary~
Yongzheng was disgusted: Don't touch me, you are all sick~[Pout]
It looks good, that's the summary~ Yongzheng was disgusted: Don't touch me, you are all sick~[Pout]