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The night was as cold as water and the moonlight flowed.

Yue Pengju ripped off the blindfold on his eyes. Separated by a tall threshold, his wife was dressed in cloth. The silver moonlight surrounded her colorful feathered arrow cluster as if it was mercury, soft and clear.

He suddenly stretched out his hand. Hua Rong's vision blurred as a fragrant smell wafted out from her nose