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... g Lianhe, in contrast, was in high spirits.
"I still have things to do. Don’t let me keep you, Prince Ling." With that, she took her people and left.
Zhou Junlin wanted to reach out, but in the end, could only let his hand fall dejectedly.
’It was ironic, really. He’d never felt a shred of guilt toward Song Lianhe before. After all, so many women adored him. Take the daughter of the Imperial Censor—he hadn’t even cared to know her name. It was only after she recently star ...
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