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... r face. In front of the sacrificial table, there were some ornaments that belonged to Madam Ming, as well as some bowls and cups, plates of fruit and a big censer.
The sounds of chanting, accompanied by the rhythmical drumming on the wooden fish, was soothing and calmed one down. It felt quiet and distant in this smoke-filled room.
Ning Ziyan knelt with Ning Xueyan for a long time. At this time, she whispered with a smile on her face, “Xueyan, have a rest. You are still so weak. If y ...
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