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After saying that, Mu Rong Yanning walked to the table with the embroidered handkerchief in her hand.

She reached for the needle on the table and pricked her finger without hesitation.

"Hiss …" Everyone sucked in a cold breath. They hadn't expected the Sixth Princess to treat them in such a manner.

However, Mu Rong Yanning didn't even bat an eyelid