Fairy Yuluo got up from the bed, poured a cup of water, and handed it to him.
Nangong Mu's thoughts were scattered, and he dazedly held the teacup in his hands, recalling the events that happened before the wedding over and over again. Yet, try as he might, he could not remember the slightest detail.
After a long while, Nangong Mu asked in a deep voice:
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