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... ying a faint scent of flowers.
Qianye twirled the eggshell porcelain cup in his hand as he bathed under the afternoon sunlight. This delicate little thing was pretty, exquisite, and as bright as glass just like the decor and sceneries around him. They were beautiful, but they were completely at odds with his kind of world.
Song Zining poured a new cup of tea for Qianye and asked, “I heard that Duke Wei’s steward had personally sought you out last night to inspect your talents. Di ...
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