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... Murong Jiu’s beautiful eyes widened in disbelief as she looked at Jun Yuyan, “Prince, I can walk by myself.”
“Don’t move. I’ll take you back,” he said.
Jun Yuyan’s gaze fixed ahead. Despite an old injury on his leg, he walked steadily. Held in his arms, Murong Jiu felt not only comfortable but also less tired.
Under the mask, Jun Yuyan’s jawline was smooth and resolute. His body emitted a faint scent of ambergris, a familiar smell that reassured her.
Murong Jiu, h ...
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