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... twenty to thirty palace maids.

Two attendants stood close by, holding ornate parasols to shade her from the sun, while another two fanned her with palm-leaf fans. In front of her, several palace maids held ice-filled trays emitting a white mist that appeared refreshingly cool.

Song Zhao quickly glanced at the woman. She had phoenix-shaped eyes with a slight upward tilt at the corners, sharp edges, and a crimson teardrop birthmark at the corner of her right eye. This mark softene ...

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