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... spring. The pear garden is actually a theater in Jinling City.

It is not an ordinary theater building where ordinary people listen to operas. It is a place where only the famous and noble people come. It seems to be isolated from the noisy Jinling, with winding paths leading to secluded places, and purple and white pear blossoms all over the sky. The sound of running water could be heard faintly.

In the ear is Wu Nong's soft words in Tsing Yi through the rain of flowers, the tip o ...

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