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... iery red, approximately eleven or twelve of them, were arranged in a vase. Qu Yingrong was sitting beside the round table, delicately trimming the excess branches and leaves with golden scissors.
“Please, have a seat,” Qu Yingrong said, her face adorned with a gentle smile, radiating warmth.
Liu Shimei didn’t hesitate and sat down. She asked, “These pomegranate flowers are truly beautiful. Wouldn’t it be better to leave them on the tree to bear fruit?”
“The Crown Prince pers ...
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