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Chapter 418: The Fragrance of Ink and Wash
a carriage She stopped and turned back. The wind and snow were whipping around on this moonless night, and except for the wind and snow, she couldn't see anything. 。But she could hear the wheels crun...m. 。"Really" Yè Wēn Yán laughed, "But the Empress Dowager told me that as long as it's something I give her, even if it's bought from a street vendor, she would carry it like a treasure." 。On the co...