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Chapter 133

Chapter 133

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Good grief, this bead is elusive; trying to find it is harder than ascending to heaven! Living as a "scapegoat maid," I spend my days chopping wood and my nights doing laundry, all while trying to find a spare moment to sniff out the whereabouts of that wretched bead. This Imperial Palace is in even more dire straits than I had imagined.

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