In the eleventh year of Yanhe, during the deep winter, heavy snow fell.,Outside the suburbs of Shengjing, in front of a solitary grave, a young man in plain white clothes was being beaten by a group of thugs. The ground was stained red with blood.,Chu Ruolan, who stood aside watching, said coldly, "Chu Xiyu, you actually want to stop the imperial carriage and report to the emperor In your dreams! If I were you, I would have been ashamed to live ten years ago. You are able to survive until now, it's really amazing."。
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