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... iders galloped at full speed through Dexuan Gate.
Zhao Junyao wore a Dark Fox Fur Cloud-patterned Cloak.
The cloak was thick and warm, wrapping Xia Ruqing snugly. She sat in Zhao Junyao’s arms, completely bundled up with only her eyes visible.
The night wind whistled past her ears, but Xia Ruqing didn’t feel cold. She kept her large eyes open, curiously watching the scenery rapidly recede behind them. The left side was beautiful, and the right side was lively. Her little ...
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