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Seeing that Jin Yuan finally realized that something was wrong, she laughed heartily, "I'll let you have a taste later."

At this time, Wen Yueqing carefully walked in while carrying a bowl of something black that emitted a strange stench, "Laimu, this is a soup made by mother. There are more than ten types of tonic, such as angelica, red dates, ginseng, and all of these are good stuff