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... at the Daoist Temple and roamed the city upon her return. Although she intended to attend the old coffin seller’s funeral, the time had not yet come, so she returned home to show her face first.
As she entered through the corner gate of her own courtyard, Qi Huang was sewing under the eaves, while Qin Mingchun had set up a small table and stool nearby, holding a book and reading, but with apparent distraction. Hearing the noise at the courtyard gate, he sprung up.
"You’re back," ...
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