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... > Huanhua Water Pavilion.
Zhou Ping’an held an invitation and entered the building again.
He moved as if entering his own home, familiar with every turn, he headed straight for the rear garden.
Along the way, the courtesans and servants who saw him in his pale green robe, with a saber slung at his waist, showed no fear but rather greeted him with giggling smiles.
"Ping’an Lang, you are here at the Washing Flowers Pavilion to see Sister Qing again today," one tease ...
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