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On the way to Lu Ming's carriage.

Nan Yue was a little constrained, lowering her head and not saying a word.

"Yue, are you unwell?" Her voice was as gentle as ever.

Nan Yue froze for a moment, then raised her head and looked at the handsome man sitting opposite of her.

The sincere concern in her eyes made her nose sour. She tugged her lip and shook her head. "Yue, I'm fine