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... exactly are you?" The woman asked, trembling.
Fu Zhen focused her gaze, then sat down on the edge of the bed: "I know that the Assistant Minister loves the oil tea made by people from Tanzhou in an alley in the southern city. I also know he has a copper coin-sized, bean-shaped red birthmark on the left side of his back. Who do you think I am?"
The woman looked at her in horror, then scrambled up, not even bothering to put on her shoes, stepping barefoot onto the floor.
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