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简介：Zhu Cihong studied until very late at night. He didn't wash up and go to bed until Tian Shouxin reminded him in a low voice that he couldn't support it anymore. Compared with the Forbidden City, Prince Xin's Mansion felt quieter, with no sound at all, but Zhu Cixiang's sleep quality was still not good. He was always dreaming, either dreaming about his previous life, or seeing Jianlu's cavalry rolling in.