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... other side, Song Fengwan was already knocking on the door of the study.
“Come in.” Fu Chen’s voice was hoarse.
When Song Fengwan pushed the door open, Fu Chen was bending over the desk and copying scriptures. The smoke from burning agarwood was wafting from the incense burner, slowly rising up. Today, he was listening to ‘The Drunken Concubine’, and the voices of the female characters were mellow.
“Third Master.”
Fu Chen looked up at her. She was ...
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