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Huai An uncomfortably scratched his head, looking a little guilty, "General Gu's tent...also has my people."

Gu Ying frowned in irritation, "The Crown Prince's hands...reach so far?"

Huai An pulled his mouth into a smile and quickly made excuses for his master, "My Lord only does this to facilitate matters. Rest assured, madam, the Crown Prince only inserted people into General Gu's tent to protect the General's safety. He has no other intentions! Hehehe, madam, I'll ...

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