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In another cabin.
Because the injury on Zhang Que’er’s arm, inflicted earlier by Yan Changqing, had not yet fully healed, Er Liang carried a medicine box, carefully applying a salve to heal the wound on Zhang Que’er’s arm.
"Er Liang, today... I’m sorry today."
Zhang Que’er softly apologized.
Er Liang smiled and shook her little head, blaming herself: "Actually, it’s also my fault. I shouldn’t have sparred with you, Que’er."
Hearing "sparring," a laye ...
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