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... poison?"
Gu Yanshen’s voice was icy, every word like ice.
Gu Xiuzhen’s wailing abruptly stopped, choking in her throat.
The color drained from her distorted face, leaving only a deathly pale.
Poison?
She knew better than anyone that there was no poison in the soup!
The castor powder was still clenched in her own palm, she never got the chance to sprinkle it!
Gu Yanshen drank the whole bowl of soup; he was still standing there, as solid as ...
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