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Xiaoping saw that only one breath left in her mouth, and she was almost done for. Her face was drenched in cold sweat as she stuck it to her hair. "Servant, I didn't wash my clothes, really …" "It's not me …" Before she could finish, she had fainted from the pain. She could not interfere with the current situation. Xiaoping was not one of the Dewdrop Pavilion s, even if it was her own people