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... entered the kitchen, where the servant responsible for preparing Li Duidui’s hot milk watched her nose and controlled his breath, daring not to speak to her.
Rong Yan didn’t take the initiative to strike up a conversation with anyone. She comfortably washed the ginger, sliced it, found a small clay pot in the cupboard, filled it with water, and after boiling it, threw in the ginger slices.
The warm yellow ginger slices tumbled in the boiling water, and soon dyed the water a ligh ...
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