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"Leng Yan, have you ever cherished someone before?" Finally, Helan Xue slowly spoke out.

Yi Jian turned his head, holding onto Yi Ren tightly with one hand, afraid that she would leave, and looked at the Duke that was inside.

Helan Xue had never seen Helan Xue's expression before. There was a kind of faint joy, a faint sorrow, a faint sadness