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Chapter 418: The Fragrance of Ink and Wash

    

her fingers, hmm, five. Then tomorrow would be the day of the funeral.“Third Sister,” she asked Ye Hongzhuang with a puzzled expression, “Since you’ve already donned mourning attire as the royal daugh...Ye Wenyan stuck out his tongue, "You don't hit smiling faces, I'm here to give you a gift. Senior brother wouldn't really throw me out, would you" 。out any benefit. Someone had to take the responsibility after all. 。So she stretched her neck and shouted, “Second Uncle Second Aunt, Cousin, it's Lianmian, I just went to the Madam-in-Chief to plead...