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She hoped that Heir Beiming couldn't tell her so easily. In any case, she wasn't the only one with seven itchiness under the heavens, so she would rather die than admit it.
Ming You felt guilty. These two days, she had been carefully avoiding Feng Xian. She didn't wander around wherever Feng Xian appeared.
"Little empress?" Ming You was by the lakeside, holding a small red fish as bait
