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Chapter 340

Chapter 340

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"Prince's Consort, we really shouldn't..." Qingfeng said, unable to sit still. "Sit down and eat," Xuanling said, finding herself a spot near the chicken leg. "This table is full of food; it would be a waste not to eat it. I’ve already locked the courtyard gates, no one will disturb us." "Sit down, everyone. I’m in a good mood today, so you must keep me company with a drink." Wen Jiu reached for the wine flagon to pour, and Qingfeng hurriedly took it from her to pour for her instead.

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