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... ch master’s face was pale and quite gloomy. However, his days were free and easy. At this moment, he was lying in the fragrant embrace of a soft and delicate maid as she fed him his medicine spoon by spoon. There was even another maid by the side fanning a brazier; the room was nice and warm.
Around Fang Buping there were also a few disciples. Zhao Changhe reckoned that they were his trusted left and right-hand men. They were drinking warm wine and giggling as they each held a maid in th ...
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