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But Mu Qi'an could not cry.

"My tears," she said, "have run out the year I was sent to prison."

Si Qiwang, who was on the other side of the wall, originally wanted to go out and see Mu Qi'an, but he didn't dare to.

He hid here, tightly holding onto the rose vine on the flower bed.

The thorns pierced his skin, and even though blood was flowing profusely, he seemed to feel no pain at all