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... in the secret chamber.
Chu Qi’s complexion wasn’t very good as he pointed at the transparent ice coffin, "Is this what you told me was foolproof?"
Inside the coffin lay a set of bright red bridal clothes, clearly the phoenix robe of Yan Wanqing from three years ago.
At this moment, the pallid and bloodless Yan Wanqing was lying on the soft couch next to the ice coffin, appearing utterly lifeless from afar.
Song Huaxu, calm and composed, said, "This time, Yan Wanqi ...
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