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Anger welled up within Gu Qingyi's heart, and she raised her hand to teach Lu Li a lesson.

"This wangfei's Meditation Garden has not been so lively for a long time." Before Gu Qingyi's palm could land on the ground, she heard an ice-cold voice.

Gu Qingyi's hand, which was held in the air, suddenly stopped. Gu Jingyao, who was sitting on the imperial concubine's bed, had already slowly stood up