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Chapter 1171 — A Bosom Friend in the Boudoir

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Gong Yun nodded again, then suddenly came to her senses and said through gritted teeth, "The Great Emperor would never hide from me. He would come right up to me; even if I beat him soundly, he would not leave. Curse him, that wretch has turned into a wanton little thing."

She was beside herself with fury. Qiang Heavenly Consort had once invited her to share one great quilt and sleep side by side, sisters lying in a single bed, talking by candlelight of everything under the sun, hiding nothing; thinking back on it now, Gong Yun could not help but shudder from head to toe.

Shen Mu said with a smile, "Of the divine stones produced by the Nuxin Clan's primordial ore vein, I want one tenth. Is this information worth one tenth of the divine stones?"