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Amongst the luxuriant purple Imperial Garden, hundreds of flowers bloomed beautifully. A gentle breeze blew the fragrant scent of flowers into the nose of everyone present. The faint fragrance of the flowers was like wine, intoxicating him. Luo Wuyou only glanced at it for a moment, before retracting her gaze, not stopping for a moment.

His face was still as plain as ever