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... knee bent forward, touching Fu Xing's waist.
The streamlined gold-embroidered robe opened slightly, covering Fu Xing's body when it fell.
Yun Chu lowered his eyes, blocking Fuxing so that there was no way out.
"How old are you?"
A certain prince asked for no reason.
Fuxing was stunned for a while, then replied obediently: "17."
17 is not too small.
In ancient planes, men at this age can already have wives and concubines in group ...
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