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... o go to sleep again. Ruan Qiuqiu still had a headache and blurred vision. Her fever had slightly improved. She felt very awkward at the thought they would be sharing a bed soon.
She was sitting on a small stool near the stone stove and using a bone needle to sew.
Yuan Jue was sitting at the stone table with his back straight. His pitch-black eyelashes were lowered. She wasn’t sure what he was doing.
The bedroom was illuminated by the light of the fire. The gentle warm light fel ...
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