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Qianxi's eyes were full of curiosity. She was very curious as to what sort of peerless beauty the woman inside was. When her face had been covered with a human skin mask, she was very curious as to what was so outstanding about this Martial Imperial Consort that could make the Emperor of Chen so unforgettable.

Leng Qingyan stood on the nine corridors, holding a purple-gold stove in her hands