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... > "Miss," Cong Ge heard Yan Wanqing getting up and pushed the door open.
Yan Wanqing pulled her shawl tighter. The temperature in the mountains was too low, making her body uncomfortable.
But that was not why she was eager to join the bustling plum blossom festival.
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"I'm going out for a bit. Wait here for me," Yan Wanqing coughed lightly and added, "If someone comes, tell them I am resting."
"Miss, are you going ...
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