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A quarter of an hour later, the white of the fish belly was stained with a few strokes of sandalwood. The color of the sky was becoming increasingly beautiful, as if it was a piece of cloth that had been painted by a brush.

The lush green grass woke in the soft morning light and was greener under the wipes of the rain.

Xiao Shiyu was in the pavilion, whispering a few words to her subordinates