
Mu Zeqinghui Returns with His Son
by Ye Binghua
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The master always said that life is a chess game, but she never believed it. The white pieces in the master's hand gradually fell, but her black pieces had no way out. That's why I made mistakes every step of the way and was covered in bruises. It's late at night, The emperor in gorgeous clothes looked lonely, looking at the portrait of the woman hanging on the wall with nostalgia: Wu Yan defeated the snow, her delicate hands broke the new orange... He stretched out his hand to caress the map of mountains and rivers spread out on the table, which was a brocade she gave him. --Muze Embroidering thousands of miles of mountains and rivers will give you a prosperous life. Eighteen skins of beauty, embroidering thousands of miles of heaven and earth - Murong Jin'er
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