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Xue Ronghua took out a jade hairpin and tied it up into a simple bun. She put on a tea-white muslin dress as she brought Little Zhui to the door.

Young miss, it's so late, is there anything you need Prince Duan for? Little Zhui yawned lazily.

"Tomorrow, Princess Poyang will be going to the Qi Nation. I have something to tell him." Xue Ronghua knocked on the door and asked vaguely