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Inside, there is a dark royal uncle who is in control of the government. Outside, there are city eunuchs interfering with politics and planting spies. She is a nine to five, but there is nothing in her hands, even friends do not need to protect, and even friends can not have. When peeling back the layers of truth, what was left for which was worth holding on to and guarding? "You are the emperor, born to be alone, there is no one qualified to be your friend."