Black Jade.
Jiang Yan was often surrounded by many people, with all sorts of items constantly being handed to him. There were finely ground vermilion brushes, screened memorials, soft and fragrant hands of women, and rare treasures from around the world. He was currently holding a wolf-tooth-shaped piece of black jade up to a glass lamp, examining it closely. The jade was cool and entirely black, maintaining its ink-like color even under the light. "Your Highness, this is a treasure presented by Qizhou, a type of black jade..." The explanation was cut off halfway by Jiang Yan raising his hand. Without bothering to speak, he casually waved his fingers, a gesture that the other person immediately understood. Bowing, they withdrew as usual. "What treasure? Nowadays, everything offered is just for sho
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