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"AHH!" Chun Yi stretched out a small hand to cover her forehead as she looked at her with tears in her eyes. "Young Mistress, it hurts so much. The eighth floor is red again. How can this servant have the nerve to go out like this?"
"It's dark, which door are you going to? "Oh, I almost forgot about one thing!" Mu Rousang thought of what Yang Zixuan had said