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... the only shadows cast on the wall were those swaying from the phoenix trees in the neighboring yard.
Jiang Fulai slightly lowered his head, his voice still carrying its usual coolness at the end.
A gentle breeze rustled through the treetops, and occasionally, snippets of conversation would drift over from the courtyard not too far away.
He gently pulled Bai Lian toward him, embracing her lightly.
His gaze swept past the black tips of her hair, the wooden hairpin ...
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