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... cast with clouds obscuring the stars and moon. Only the lanterns on the colorful boats across the lake illuminate this desolate world.
Zhu Pingniang’s eyelashes trembled as she opened her eyes, gazing at the banquet hall below that was once lively but now empty. Her clear eyes were like a pool with ripples, gradually tinted with the melancholy of the outside world.
A dream, an incredibly realistic dream.
’I must be dreaming.’
If it weren’t a dream, why had all the ...
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