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... palace.
The carriage rolled over the cobblestone road.
Feng Fuce lowered his eyes, looking at the little one beside him.
Bai Zhi’er looked at her two sauce-stained hands, her chubby little face full of distress.
Unable to wash it off, so sticky!
She sneakily glanced at the hem of Feng Fuce’s clothing beside her.
Should she secretly wipe it on Brother Ce?
Feng Fuce read a hint of the little one’s intention from her lively, mischievous expres ...
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