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... he still has the seals, but they are all in the academy.

Mr. Shanju’s seal is rarely used now, so he keeps it at home, and he also carries a private seal with him.

Meng Yunzheng shook his head, "It's gone here."

"What a pity." Mianmian sighed, looking at her own painting with great satisfaction, and when the ink was dry, she rolled it up very cherished.

As soon as the volume was finished, Xia Yan's voice sounded outside, "Master, Miss, it's time for lunch."

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