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... e Mu Manor. Mu Zhi’an leaned back against the plush cushions, turning his head to gaze out the window at the passing scenery. A light rain drifted down from the heavens, each drop creating countless ripples on the wet ground, like blooming lotuses.
The entire street was shrouded in a hazy mist, the gentle rain blurring the outlines of the moving carriage, the bustling vendors, and the surrounding buildings. It was a picturesque scene, imbued with an ancient charm.
Bai Ruoxi sat g ...
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