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... ion was discovered by Nangong Yu or maybe some familiar with Nalan Ye, it's quite possible their eyeballs would pop out. Western Chu's always ice-cold Prince of Chu, who was completely indifferent to everything, when would he pay attention to a young lad?


[She's truly interesting!]


Nalan Ye calmly watched Luo Qing Luan blossom like a flower shining under the sunlight. It's understandable that Nangong Yu was not able to tell her identity since this wa ...

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