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Crimson dye stained the entire residence of the Prime Minister, with over a hundred servants and masters falling in the pool.,Word after word, sentence after sentence, it seemed as if the little one was about to lose their composure. Their tiny hands, stained crimson, clutched at their mouth, gasping for breath. Each question, however, brought a pang of sorrow to the listener and welled up tears in their eyes.,The sound of Xi's voice echoed in my ears, but I had already closed my eyes, sinking into the darkness.。