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... vored Song Xilan was, she was still just an illegitimate daughter.
Unlike someone like Zhuang Qiaoyue, the legitimate daughter of a minister, who never had to concern herself with what others thought. On the contrary, the children of the concubines in her family had to curry favor with her.
Song Xilan shook her head with a bitter smile. Her gaze was cryptic, her hesitant expression suggesting a hidden pain she couldn’t speak of to outsiders. Yet, the look she cast toward Song Lia ...
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