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... with light snow falling.
At the Hundred Lotus Manor, the maids bustled about making dumplings. Steam rose from the boiling pot, carrying with it the cozy warmth of daily life, and each dumpling brimming with broth spoke of simple home comforts.
Ping’an didn’t quite understand what innate shadow blood meant, but he knew it was some kind of powerful gift. Every day, he asked, “Where’s my sister? When is she coming home?”
Li Yuan hadn’t immediately brought Tang Nian and Shen ...
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