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Madam An hugged her lute as she cried on the ground. She cried pitifully with three parts being delicate and timid while the other part being pitiable. If it was any ordinary man who saw her, he wouldn't have been so soft-hearted.
However, Feng Xian was different. She impatiently said, "Someone, drag him out!"
Madam An's crying became even more aggrieved. "Your Majesty, if you chase me out now