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Su Zhi was also not in a good mood, and ate a bit of soup gloomily.

When his hand touched his face, it still hurt. She put down the bowl and chopsticks and went into her room to get some medicine from the system.

Dan Xue was worried for her, hence she whispered outside: "Madam, let this servant pick some buckwheat for you, make some soup to wash your face and face."

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