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... > Fu Zhen awoke to the smell of herbs.
She stared blankly at the top of the tent for a moment, then sat up suddenly. When her gaze met the person sitting by the window, she froze and sat on the edge of the bed.
"You’re awake?"
Every word in that sentence had the languid and lazy tone of a hunter facing their caged prey.
Light streamed in from the window behind him, casting a halo on the ground. He was bathed in the beam, his contours sharp and crisp, his indistinc ...
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