There had just been a heavy snowfall a few days ago, and the red walls and green tiles of the palace were still covered with a thick layer of white snow. Walking under it, you could clearly feel the chill in the air. Zhu Cixiang, who was sitting in the sedan chair, was wrapped in a big cloak. , holding the heater in hand, eager to rush to Kunning Palace....
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