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... t two words, Li Mingjue clenched his teeth, suppressing the rage in his heart, and did not immediately pour out the jar of wine.
Li Bo glanced at his face and thought to himself, thankfully he had not repeated all of Mo Qingshan’s words.
Otherwise, the Prince would probably have died of anger.
Mo Qingshan’s words were rambling, but summed up in one sentence, he believed that this medicinal wine was greatly beneficial to Li Mingjue’s health.
But Li Bo clearly heard ...
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