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On the other side, Xiamu Shuying's left leg was sprained, her hair was charred, and her clothes were torn in several places. She had been holding on forcefully for a while, but now she could not lift it up in one breath. Zha Su knelt beside him and cried until she was a mess, "Mistress, Mistress —"

An imperial physician walked over and rolled her eyes. "Lady Chongyi is fine