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Lan was a good child who could eat, sleep, and even recognize her mother. This meant that no matter how tired Murong Yao was, she had to personally carry such a lump of meat. At the beginning, they left rather quickly. After all, Qi, Lin, and Murong Yao had all carried him before. It was just that they had not hugged for as long as they had today. After a long time