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... the east, the morning dew shimmering faintly.
A thick fog filled the grand courtyard of Qingzhu Hall, swirling gracefully in the air. The crystalline morning sun twinkled with a clear, piercing light.
Gazing out the window was a black-haired young man, already dressed in a long robe. Beside him, an arm as fair as a lotus root dangled over the edge of the quilt.
Zi Yun’s hair was a mess. Noticing the empty space beside her pillow, she sleepily rubbed her eyes and sat up. ...
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