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Seated at the side, Chen Yuru was fidgety. Tears were on her cheeks as she looked around the crowd, "Fourth Prince, First Miss' personal maid Yue Jun is not here yet." Seeing that there was no one kneeling, Yue Jun couldn't help but kneel down to Wu Jun.

"Oh? "What did Tutor Nalan say?" Beiming Gu knew that this wasn't the time to speak up for Nalan Youyou