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After Er Er fled, he teleported back to the Qing Qiu's imperial study.

Sweat covered his forehead, and even though the scene before his eyes no longer revealed any traces of Zhao He, he himself had never been here before.

However, Er Er opened his eyes.

Every sweet word she said was like arsenic coated in sugar. He knew it was poison, but he couldn't block it. He couldn't be indifferent