Chapter 429 My Heart, You Don't Understand

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Ouyang's poetry is now immersed in the melancholy music. It is true that she did not see the two figures rushing in like ghosts in the garden outside her boudoir.

The two figures are standing in a dark corner at the moment, and the transparent light can be dimly...

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