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... efly and vanished, saying, "I’m just a servant, after all, in the Imperial Court, there’s not much charcoal for servants and Your Highness to use during winter."
Rong Heng gently tapped the table in front of Gu Lan with his fingertips, saying, "Focus."
The voice was serene and lingering, not severe.
Accompanied by the warmth of the charcoal fire, Gu Lan’s pen flew across the paper, and he soon finished copying the passage Rong Heng had recited a hundred times.
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