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... rtyard. As the cotton that lined the worn blankets was sparse, they were just thin layers. They seemed extremely unsightly when placed next to all the thickly-stuffed, bright-colored blankets of the main residence.
Chun Ying commanded a few lower-ranked maids to hang the cotton blanket from Zhang Lan’s room on the clotheslines. Compared to the dull colors in Lian Qiao’s hands, the blanket in front of Chun Ying depicted an exquisite embroidery of peonies. It was so fully stuffed with that y ...
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