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The young girl looked even more surprised. Her mouth was wide open as she stretched her neck to look around: "Who? Who wants to catch a thief? "Zhaorong Mo, did you lose something?"

Zhaorong Mo was so angry that smoke was about to come out of her seven orifices. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Imperial Noble Consort, what do you mean by that? Am I a thief? "

The young woman shrugged