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... dizzy head without speaking. Ting He immediately poured a bowl of water, "Miss, have some water first."
Zhao Hanzhang took it, drank a sip, and asked, "What time is it?"
Only when she spoke did she realize her throat was sore and her voice was a bit hoarse.
Ting He replied, "It’s past Si Zheng."
It’s already past ten o’clock; drinking indeed causes delays, the ancients did not lie to me.
Zhao Hanzhang asked, "How did I get back?"
Ting He said, "La ...
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