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"Oh, Shouxin, brother's neck is always giving off cold air. Can you tell me more about it?" This is the sin of losing your head. " After Lee Xian left their line of sight, the steady He Jingyuan could no longer sit still.

"Hehe, let's earn some pocket money then. Why else would the imperial government have so much food for us?" And we have to use so many people to dry our food every year