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... Xia Rong felt relieved, and quickly walked to the front hall with the people. As soon as I entered the room, I saw a man dressed in a crimson gown with golden embroidered wishful cloud patterns as a married man sitting side by side. Although the man was wearing bright clothes, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, and his demeanor seemed contradictory but made people feel I think this is what this person should be.

When Xia Rong saw that person, she called out affectionately, "Brother Gu." Al ...

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