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In front of the bed was a woman kneeling. Her figure was graceful and her face was extremely beautiful. In her hand was a lute that she gently played with, making sounds like jade.

Shen Lixuan stood there quietly and waited for the end of the song. The person on the bed lazily waved his hand. The woman hugged her lute and left without making any sound.

"Shen Qing, sit