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... Upon seeing Qi Yue approach in just a single layer of clothing, her cloak having disappeared, Zhao Xiyan’s brow furrowed. He turned back to retrieve a turquoise cloak from inside the carriage and walked over to meet her.
“Cold?”
“Not so bad,” Qi Yue said, tucking in her fingertips.
The tail end of autumn in Donggao was still a bit chilly.
Zhao Xiyan, without a word, wrapped the cloak around her and then took her hands to warm them before leading her towards the c ...
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