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He took the pastries that she liked during her lifetime, and some scented candles to worship.
Her mausoleum was built very luxuriously, keeping his position.
A hundred years later, when he died, he could enter here, and he was happy when he thought of it.
Feng Yunian looked at the tombstone, and the snow fell on his hair, like white hair.
He burned the paper, "Wei Wei, are you okay?"
Only the cold wind whizzed past.
He is used to it. "You never told m ...
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