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... n Qiao because of the palace saint’s majesty, but they couldn’t praise her in a way they didn’t mean.
What kind of messy words did their daughter write?
Or could they call them words?
Sigh, no eyes, really no eyes.
At this moment. 𝑏𝘦𝘥𝑛𝘰𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝑐𝘰𝑚
The Butler came out of the study, holding a small and exquisite scroll in his hand carefully. It was about the size of a book and a handkerchief.
When they got closer, everyone saw clearly that it w ...
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