Jiang Yingning smiled. No wonder the Yong'an Marquis Estate, despite lacking any major military achievements, had been gaining such ferocious momentum in the imperial court over the past few years—it turned out they were die-hard loyalists to Emperor Songde.
A youth leaped in through the window, dressed in black night-walking attire, yet unable to conceal his tall and upright figure and brows as brilliant as the stars.
Because of the ground-level lighting, the starlight visible in the night sky was somewhat dim, and she could only vaguely make out a few common stars. For some reason, she suddenly remembered the night two years ago, after the Battle of Silla Pine, when she and Han Jianfei had sneaked out under the cover of night to go bar-hopping.
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