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... man standing in front of us is tall and long, with a white coat like snow, and looks like a peerless figure in the sun. His face is as clean as a crown, especially those clear eyes, like the quietest lake in the world. The corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and a radian of a smile was sketched out, and the whole person exuded a temperament like a jade.

He was Pei Yuanxiu, the prince of the dynasty.

Yuer, kneeling beside him, was so stupefied that I didn't know how long he had ...

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