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The night, dyed in ink, yet within the imperial city, grandeur and opulence still shone brightly, dazzling onlookers; the orange glow of the lamps was like the sticky patch of water on the ground in the Rear Garden behind the rockery, drenching the entire capital.
Two dark shadows, after flitting through the night sky several times along with many others, like bats, finally figured out the location of the third prince.
"The third prince is currently in the Eastern Palace, preparing for tomorrow's ascension ceremony."
When they heard this news whispered among the people below, both were inevitably taken aback.
Neither of them had expected the third prince to be so impatient, wanting to ascend to the throne silently, under the radar, tomorrow.
Immediately following, both reacted by assuming this must be a trap.
