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Outside the Qing Mu Hall, a figure dressed in black was walking alone with his hair fluttering in the wind. Her eyes were clouded by confusion, and for a moment, she almost forgot where she was.

The moment Qin Zheng let her leave, Jiu Muli was stunned.

Perhaps, she never thought that Qin Zheng would actually choose to believe in Nangong Xueji and not her.

He wanted a reason to trust her