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... care, he closed his eyebrows, raised his eyelashes, and the curvature of his lips seemed to be a smile but not a smile.
The puppet youths lifted the sedan chair, and the unhurried wind blew up the white gauze on the sedan chair. It was the shape of the wind, ethereal and invisible.
The ghost emperor didn't answer her question, as if he punched the cotton with a heavy punch, without making a sound.
Looking at the sneering smile on his lips, the resentment accumulated in his h ...
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