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... hu Qianli, she was still wrapped in her blanket, shivering from the cold.
"You, don’t you go seeking... death again, I am now... too weak to stop you... Ah-choo!"
Outside, Mrs. Sun spoke softly, "Young Master, I’ve made a bowl of ginger soup, perhaps... let the young lady have it first?"
Feng Dingchu usually wouldn’t pay attention to the people here, he just occasionally joined the children in playing with fireworks and candies.
But this time, Mrs. Sun’s words see ...
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