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... p> The hairs were knotted.
Never leave??he mused.
To seal one��s love as a mortal couple?
Han Muye trembled when his gaze landed on the scroll.
Those words were like burning flames that instantly landed in his mind, turning into golden shadows.
Light and shadow flowed, and images appeared.
A green-robed Confucian scholar with large sleeves.
A girl in clothes that were whiter than snow, with red sleeves that accentuated the white dress.
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