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"Are you sure that you have This imperial concubine in your eyes?" Bei Ming Ying pinched her lower jaw, and used almost all of his strength on her fingertips.

Auntie Feng felt pain. "In my eyes, I naturally have you, Twelfth Royal Consort!"

"Laughing and playing, dressed in festive attire. Is this what you meant by 'there is'?" As soon as he said that, Bei Ming Ying swung his arm