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... she touched her shrunken stomach and began to ponder about where to get today’s food.
However, before Yan Zhiyao was able to figure it out, she smelled the fragrant smell of cooked rice.
The fragrant smelled appetizing, warm, and cozy. Just from smelling it, Yan Zhiyao seemed to be able to taste the soft rice.
Yan Zhiyao swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva——she knew that this was all just her own fantasy, it was impossible for those servant to go deliver her a hot ...
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