Chapter 147 Who Can You Blame for Committing Your Own Suicide?
It was bright and sunny, but many people were woken up by screams.
The capital was in a mess. The guards were so busy that their feet barely touched the ground and their legs were about to break. For some reason, many young ladies and young masters of aristocratic families had chickenpox overnight.
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