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At night, Lin Zhaojun lay on her bed, tossing and turning. She was still troubled over how to approach Ming Yuexuan and gain his trust.

No matter how he thought about it, he couldn't come up with a good idea. Sleep slowly crept towards Lin Zhaojun, who had already yawned for more than five times, and so Lin Zhaojun comforted herself: "There's always a way out of this