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The little **** yawned and kept counting the falling rain lines: "One, two... thirty-eight... Well, it's a mess again. Let's start again, one, two..."
The concubines lay lazily on the bed, unwilling to get up.
A concubine felt sad for the spring, and said: "It should be beautiful to die in this season." The concubine hung a white silk around her neck and killed herself.
Jihai Wing Room.
Li Qing tasted the Holy Queen's tribute tea, and waved to the Whit ...
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