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When Qian Yixiu was called to the outer courtyard by Old man Cai, she saw five men. One was Lin Qing, one a short thirty-year-old man, and the other three were dressed in Great Qian Kingdom’s robes, with their heads and faces mostly covered. Upon seeing her, they removed the cloths from their heads. 𝓯𝙧𝓮𝓮𝒘𝓮𝙗𝙣𝒐𝒗𝒆𝓵.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Before Lin Qing could speak, Old Foreign Li greeted Qian Yixiu with a radiant smile, waving his hand, "You, good... embroidery, child!"

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