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... d. By the time she woke from the sleeping chambers, daylight had already brightened considerably.
When having breakfast, the Empress distinctly felt the dense aura of autumn, making even the royal garden seem somewhat withered.
"Whoosh—"
The wind swept through, sending a surge of crimson maple leaves fluttering down, caught by the delicate and slender hands of the Empress. Her fingers closed gently, slowly clenching them in her palm.
"The maple leaves are thorough ...
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