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... venue, it is a boxing performance.

The eldest prince's face was flushed, and he was very excited, "Sister Qingping, I also want to practice this fist."

Mu Wanqing nodded slightly, "Okay, although you can't become a martial arts master, you can strengthen your body."

Exercising your muscles and bones every day is good for your body.

The emperor asked subconsciously, "The boxing technique that Shaoxuan gave?"

Mu Wanqing didn't blink her eyes, "W ...

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