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... rting to wonder if Prince Duan would ever talk, he looked up at her and said, “I know your true purpose, Feng Baiyu. You think you’ve hidden that well, but you made a lot of mistakes.”


Jun Huang widened her eyes, her heart pounding. She didn’t know how much he knew. Apprehension rose in her heart. She held her breath as she silently stared at him.


Prince Duan scoffed and continued, “I don’t know your true identity, but I’m sure ...

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