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A pot of tea had actually been drunk.

Su Wanrou's heart ached as she listened to Imperial Attendant Liang recount her story.

"Why was the poem you wrote that day for His Royal Highness, King Duan?" Su Wanrou gently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes. She looked at Imperial Attendant Liang, who was standing in front of her, and smiled faintly.

"I don't believe he doesn't love me