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"I think... All this is their conspiracy!" Lin Beixuan murmured. He was originally the idle second son of the Han Dynasty, but he was placed in the turbulent political situation in the capital. Simple tasks, marriage granted by the emperor, legends of immortality, spies, elixirs, and resurrections, one after another strange things came one after another. It seemed that there was a mastermind behind the scenes that kept tempting Lin Beixuan to the path of no return. And the cause of all this was an old case from eighteen years ago. That year, Jinling, the capital, was like purgatory.