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As soon as Hua Ruge sat down, Zhou Miaomiao walked in. She was dressed in a white robe with a very strong sense of ceremony, embroidered with complicated patterns, dragged with a long skirt, and wore complex silver ornaments on her head. Coupled with her already cold face, her bearing was even stronger, and she had a little more of the dignity of a Holy Maiden.

She sat on the main seat