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... s!" The cold, thin lips spit out two words without hesitation, and then whispered in a low-pitched voice. "I want you to be my emperor's wife!"
The light in Mu Yan's sorrow is darker and darker. Her voice is slightly soft and gentle: "Since it is a relative, can you let me go first? My hand is hurt by you."
The emperor heard a word and quickly released the hand that had just buckled her back. The line of sight fell on her slender wrist with concern.
Sure enough, a red mark a ...
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