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On this day, as Song Zhao was casually sewing fragrance bags for Xiao Jingheng in her residence, Yun Shan suddenly came bouncing in, her face full of joy, and said, “Young Miss, look what this is!”
She had hidden her hands behind her back, and now suddenly presented a bunch of spring dendrobium flowers in front of Song Zhao.
Song Zhao took the flowers and brought them close to her nose to smell. Smiling, she said, “It’s only the beginning of December, yet the spring dendrob ...
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