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Ching'er pretended to be frightened and shook her head hurriedly. "My lady, please forgive me, I wasn't crying. I was just thinking about my deceased mother, as today is her death anniversary.",As the slender figure stepped out, it moved like snow slowly emerging from behind a screen. Beside her walked an unassuming young attendant.,Cheng'er was not flustered, instead she began calculating their steps and direction.。