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... leaned against the balcony railing, a flute resting loosely between his fingers.
From where he stood, he had a clear view of the courtyard below.
Lan Meishan was speaking with Yishu.
She was beautiful, just like the mermaid Zhao Zihan. Her laughter was bright and effortless, and she seemed very fond of Meishan. She smiled constantly as they talked.
Lan Meishan, however, remained his usual calm, impassive, and somewhat unreadable self.
Ningyan couldn’t hear ...
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