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June passed quickly, but the weather did not cool down. Even if Ruan Qiuyan was weak, there was still ice cubes for her every day.

Today was the Beggar Festival, and the entire city was bustling with noise and excitement. There wasn't the slightest bit of worry that threatened to force the city into a corner.

Amidst the cicadas' cicadas' clamoring, Qing Mei carried some water