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... an, or a nephew who has been beaten into the cold palace. It really has no right to pick and choose. He is so depressed and depressed, and he no longer has to say anything to go back to live.
The night wind is cool, and his black hair is lightly swayed. The air is filled with the dark scent of flowers and plants along the way. The silent atmosphere between the two people will make the insects at night clearer and clearer.
From the temple to his palace, it was just a fragrant martia ...
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