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... ghtly smiled at her. He stuck his lip out towards the stool by the bed. “The books are all there. You can look at them.”

“En.” Li Man was quite eager. She hastily brought over the bag and took out a few books from it.

One book was The Analects of Confucius, and the other book was The Book of Songs. As soon as she flipped one book open, she saw that it was handwritten copy. Li Hua’s excellent handwriting was delicate and pretty. f𝔯𝒆𝚎𝚠𝑒𝚋𝓃૦νℯƖ.co𝘮

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