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... with gongs and drums resounding throughout the house, yet no one brought food or medicine to her and Zuo Fenglin. Zuo Fenglin hadn’t had his medicine all day and had started foaming at the mouth, rolling his eyes, and speaking nonsense.
“Ah ba… no… princess.”
The seven-year-old still had a crooked mouth and eyes askew, lying on the bed with twisted hands, babbling incoherently.
Lady Xu’s heart was shattered. She hugged Zuo Fenglin and cried, “My son! It’s all Zuo Qingqin ...
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