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Tuoba Jing coldly looked at Su Moyun, who was standing in front of his.

Bei Sheng's martial arts were on par with his, it was simply impossible for him to be injured.

It was fortunate that she was so concerned about him.

"That's good, that's good." Su Moyun let out a long breath, and coughed while holding the handkerchief.

"Your Highness, please sit