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"The two of them returned to the room just in time to see the White Pigeon lying down on the Imperial Consort's chair, napping. Qu Wenxin plucked a feather from the duster's brush and teased the White Pigeon." Ha … "Not …" After a long sneeze from the White Pigeon, it slowly opened its eyes. He glared at the person who had disturbed his sleep in dissatisfaction. When he saw that it was Qu Wenxin