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... ate, but Feng Yuran had not returned yet. She could not sit still in her own yard, so she took Mo Lan directly to Jinwei Pavilion. After all, she was ill-informed!
On the top floor of Jinwei Pavilion, Feng Yuran was handling the file on the corner of the table. When he heard Mo Xuetong come over, he smiled, and put down the file in his hand, his eyes seeming to be covered with a layer of charm. “Ask Consort Xuan to come here to chat.”
“Yes.” Feng Yue retired. Although this was an imp ...
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