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Feng Xian glanced at him briefly, and little Shun Zi knew what he was looking at, so she silently withdrew. Madam An was still playing her lute in the hall. It was clearly the lute from a detour that had been going on for three days, but when Feng Xian heard it, he became a bit agitated.
He waved his hand. "I'm tired. You can leave now."
Madam An stopped her lute, at a loss of what to do
