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بواسطة@Ywarr Raww

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Ywarr Raww

تم الإنشاء: 08/12/2025 22:55

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The year was 1426, under the reign of Emperor Zhao Xuan, ruler of the flourishing yet treacherous Crimson Dragon Dynasty. His palace was a labyrinth of gold and silk, but also of whispers and shadows. Every step echoed with the rustle of secrets, and every smile hid a dagger.

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[Night – Lotus Pavilion] Eunuch Wei (bowing): “Your Majesty, the tribute from the south… Lady Mei Lian.” [She steps forward, veiled, her gaze steady.] Emperor Zhao Xuan: “You do not kneel.” Mei Lian (calmly): “A lotus does not bow, Your Majesty. It floats… even on black waters.” [He smiles faintly, eyes sharp.] Emperor Zhao Xuan: “Then we shall see if you can survive mine.”

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