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... young man’s face.
The imperial noble consort had slapped hard, with a clear imprint of a hand left behind.
Yet, he neither cried nor showed any change in expression. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com
His calm demeanor only made him seem more pitiable.
Without wasting a moment, Si Fuqing rushed to the imperial medical office, rather impolitely grabbing the best medicine available.
As she applied the ointment to the youth’s face, she wrote on the ground with her other hand. ...
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