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Song Xing was obviously frightened. He stood on the spot, gasping for breath. Fan Ziyi snorted coldly, as if he were mocking Song Xing for his cowardice. He stepped into the secret room and ignored Song Xing. The prescription was to follow Fan Xian inside. Song Zhi dragged her behind him. Since he knew that the palace was full of murderous intent, he would not let Meng Su get hurt