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Leng Qingyan let out a soft sigh. When she closed her eyes, she felt somewhat sleepy.

In a daze, he thought he heard someone speaking.

"Mistress, this servant truly likes you! Let this servant serve you!" The voice was Clove's, so she opened her eyes and looked outside the heavy curtain.

He saw Clove wearing her own clothes, with her green lotus arms wrapped around Chen Yi's neck