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... be compared with the Jinyi jade food in the Imperial City, they were the happiest two years of their lives. They thought that they might have been so calm forever. I did not expect to encounter the wounded amnesia. Yan Ruirui also indirectly evoked their deliberate forgetting, forcing them to face reality.

"Call?"

"Xuanzhu, it’s here."

Along with the sound of the carriage stopped outside the door, they deliberately closed their doors and waited for their Chu and his father a ...

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