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... this ritual of praying and sacrificing."

  Jiang Ning said: "Father and Emperor can hand it over to the Crown Prince."

   "Prince is indeed capable, but I'm not in a hurry right now."

   Still in a hurry?

  Jiang Ning could not wait to go up and grab him by the neck and ask, in his eyes, what is the most urgent thing.

   But she couldn't.

   just turned around and went back, she felt unwilling again, and after thinking about it, she looked at the three ...

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