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... the quilt and was dazed**: "Master? ...Flowers? What flowers?"**
Seeing his bewildered expression, Xiao Nong's face became even uglier: "Where are my pomegranate flowers?"
Zhan Rong remembered immediately.
A few days ago, at the flower-drinking banquet in Jinghua Garden, the prince acted like a hooligan to Young Master Zhong of the Huai'an Marquis' Mansion. He picked the flower off his hat and threw it back to him.
Zhan Rong was orde ...
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