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... ui Xiaoling’s gaze softened as she felt the warmth emanating from the cup’s surface. She did not drink the tea immediately but gently placed the cup onto the stone table beside her.
"Stand up, child."
Cui Xiaoling’s voice was a bit hoarse, "Master isn’t blaming you, just worried about you. You are grown up now, with your own thoughts, and I can’t control you that much."
It seemed she saw her own youthful shadow in Meng Wanning.
"Just remember, if you ever find you ...
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