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The black robe did not stop and disappeared into the night. Faintly, she seemed to see the Prince Rong that everyone was talking about, what did he look like.

Behind him, Qingning lifted a pool of water and tilted it downwards.

This way, he could conceal the bitterness in his eyes and sink into the Sacred Lake.

Just as she liked it, she had never said it, and no one would know it