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... ankly in her boudoir, in front of the bronze mirror she had once used to dress "Cui Tong."

Even though no lamps were lit, the incomparably beautiful figure of the stunning beauty, clad only in a gauze robe, shone like snow, sparkling brightly as if she were an undying source of light in the room.

She had not dressed herself carefully, even setting aside her favorite rouge.

But the beauty reflected in the mirror still smiled like the bloom of spring, her hair piled up like ...

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