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In the gloomy depths of the boudoir, an elegant lady quietly read the letter in her hand again and again, poring over the hasty scrawl on the page.
As Consort Ji, she could certainly afford to use communication jade slips.
Yet, compared to the cold jade slip, she longed more for a handwritten letter from her son.
Sent to that dull and tasteless Immortal Sect at such a young age.
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What a torment it was.
Even she could not resist the tem ...
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