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... he child and carried her back to the Qiushui Palace..
He handed the sleeping Gu Nuo’er to Wanyin.
Noble Consort Qiao watched from the side and whispered, “Thank you for taking care of our Nuo’er, Marquis.”
Ye Siming’s thin lips moved and he said slowly, “It’s what I should do.”
A trace of confusion flashed across Noble Consort Qiao’s beautiful eyes.
Why was it something he should do?
Noble Consort Qiao thought about it.
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