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When Mu Rong Hong came, he was barefooted and his hair was loose. It was already winter and he was still wearing his thin summer clothes.

Murong Jie and Jia Xin Xin looked at the mud on Mu Rong Hong's feet with disdain. They had never seen such a dirty person.

"Royal brother — Imperial sister!" Mu Rong Hong gave a weird bow.

Murong Jie covered his nose and pointed at the corner of the wall