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Having Mo Liu help her put in the last hairpin, Zheng Qingluo quickly stood up and pulled Seventh Prince Luo Qingqi to sit down. She signaled Mo Fu to come over and help the Duke wipe his hair.

"It's not convenient for me to wipe my own hair, is it? Princess, can you help me wipe it?" Mo Fu, who was already holding onto a large cotton towel, upon hearing her master's words