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... s, an old steed in the stable still aspires to gallop a thousand li. You’re still as fiery in your old age as in your prime.”
The maiden’s voice carried on a hearty laugh, resonating between heaven and earth. With the morning sun accompanied by a gentle breeze, dust danced in the light, her white skirts fluttering against the wind. A figure, a horse, both brimming with joyous laughter.
A picturesque scene, beautiful as a painting.
Before long, Ming Jing returned atop her ...
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