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Seeing that her palm was about to land on Ling'er's face, a trace of happiness flashed through Yan Ao Xuan's eyes. It was as if Ling'er was Xia Si Zhu and she was the maid who had hit her.

However, there was always a huge gap between the dream and the reality.

Just as her palm was about to land on Ling'er's face, a silver needle shot out from the room and pierced into the maid's hand