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Yue Ziyue felt that her face was about to be torn off. Mu Jiangyuan's hands were extremely strong, but luckily this mask was still stuck.

"Do you think Mu Jiangyuan recognizes me?" Yue Ziyue rubbed her cheeks and leaned into Yan Muqing's embrace. Yan Muqing had already slowed down her reins and was shaking her head.

"Your face is flawless, even a disguised expert wouldn't be able to see it