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He smiled and held Yun Jiaorong's hand tightly. He bent his body, allowing his gaze to meet Yun Jiaorong's level, his gaze as gentle as the spring wind, brushed past Yun Jiaorong's face, "Rong Er, at the last moment, you knocked the medicine over. This is enough for us.

Yan Shuo's words made Yun Jiaorong's heart feel as if it was being cut by knives