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Not long later, Zhong Chun came in with the medicine bowl. Soong Xijiao looked at Zhong Chun and pursed her lips. Her face was a little pale, and as she smelled it, she felt the pain seeping into her bones.

"Why do you think that Yao Lao is so petty?" Soong Xijiao took the medicine bowl from Zhong Chun, her small face scrunched up.

Zhong Chun smiled, "Maybe you misunderstood