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... the rose garden, Cen Qing smelled a strong smell of blood, and there was a faint sound of sawing wood.
"Sure enough, only the blood of a young girl is the sweetest."
Aisha covered the tip of her nose with a veil, looking extremely disgusted by the smell of blood.
Facing Cen Qing's slightly terrified eyes, Aisha tilted her head and smiled softly,
"I'm right, my dear Earl."
Quickly looked away, Cen Qing coughed a few times pretending to be calm.
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