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... servant won’t leave, absolutely not."
Ming Xiang pursed her lips in defiance, she fished out a folding fan from her sleeve, opened it like a pro, fanned herself, and followed along.
The back door of the Bright Moon Pavilion was secluded; the master and servant sneaked in under the dim light, found the stairs, and ascended to a quiet corner on the second floor’s cloister.
Looking down from the cloister, the front yard was brightly lit, filled with laughter and chatter.
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