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... > Whether others could see it clearly or not, Shen Hua didn’t know, but she herself certainly could.
Shen Hua lingered in the Marquis Yangling Mansion for several days.
She stared at the plate of pastries on the table.
The pastries diminished one by one. Cui Yun held a book, his movements graceful, making eating a feast for the eyes.
"These pastries aren’t to my taste."
Ji Qing: "I will give the order immediately to replace the pastry chef."
Cui Yu ...
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