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... lowered her head and turned the tea cup without speaking.

It is easy to give others the illusion that she is gentle.

After Xiao Jingduo left, the old lady was finally able to talk about the topic of her trip: "Princess Ganning, you must know that our Xiao family moved from Zhuojun to Chang'an. At that time, Duo'er and his second brother played very well... Even now, Duo'er is always talking about it, wanting to help his second brother."

The old lady knew that r ...

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