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... ew scattered guards patrolled the grounds, while a faint light glowed from the rear sleeping chambers.
Inside the richly adorned bedroom lingered the scent of cosmetics and incense. Two concubines huddled under the covers, trembling.
Yang Sichen, a wealthy merchant, sat at a round table in his night robe, writing with a brush. A blanket was draped over his shoulders against the autumn chill.
As one of the capital’s most renowned pharmaceutical tycoons, Yang Sichen had ric ...
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