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... hen another servant, Number Four, heard this, he immediately asked curiously, “Could it be that your young master bought that purple chrysanthemum from the capital?”
He had just returned from an errand, so he wasn’t too sure.
Number Five smiled bitterly. “Yes, it’s that purple chrysanthemum. My young master spent a few hundred taels to buy it.”
“Not only is the colour no longer purple, but it also seems to be withering. My young master’s heart aches so much.”
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