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... er grandfather, Marquis of Northwest, and her third uncle were already on their way back.
The Northwest is more than three thousand miles from Shengjing City, even if they rushed day and night, it would take more than a month.
By then, it would be around Mid-Autumn Festival.
Remembering last year’s Mid-Autumn Festival made her somewhat unhappy.
However, thinking about Lin Guifei going to Taishan and not returning yet, she felt much better.
"Since my cousin ...
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