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There was no incense in the room, but Gu Huajing could always smell a light, elegant scent of books along with the scent of green bamboo outside. It made her feel unusually peaceful.

Gu Huajing had been caught unprepared by the recent unforeseen events. She had no intention of marrying again, but she had no choice but to agree to become someone else's concubine for the sake of someone important