In the sultry summer, a heat wave rose in the Cold Palace. "Your Majesty, the rebels have entered the palace! Let's run away!" The maid Xia Mang stumbled into the Cold Palace. She grabbed Shi Qingxue, the deposed empress, and tried to run outside. Shi Qingxue was still wearing a red dress, looking calm and even a little aloof, with a touch of self-mockery on the corner of her mouth, "The Shi Family is long gone. Where can I escape?" Xia Mang became speechless, and after a long while she reluctantly said, "There will always be hope as long as you are alive." However, Shi Qingxue sneered, "Mo Junyang has former enmity with me, and now he fights into the palace. Even if my force declines, there is no reason for cowardly escape!" As she was saying, Mo Junyang, King Rui’s eldest son, walked into the Cold Palace with vigorous strides. With the military uniform of Great Mo Dynasty stained with blood, the man looked like
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