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Outside the door, Ling Jingyuan was clearly listening to Qiu Lan's request, and his expression was extremely cold. The steward at the side bowed and asked carefully, "Your Highness, what do you think?"

"Where did that woman come from?" The cold, bone-piercing voice was filled with suspicion of Chu Yu's origins. At the same time, Qiu Lan's displeasure with Madame Su gave him a headache