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Yang Qin traveled through time, and when he woke up, his hands and feet were tied and locked in a cage. An old woman was bargaining with the trafficker, and the spitting stars flew far away.
When he woke up again, he was lying on an old-looking wooden bed with a sullen look on his face. The man walked in and gave him a bowl of porridge that he didn't know what to make without saying a word. He was really hungry, so he ate it unceremoniously.
The laundry and cooking work was almost taken over by Yang Qin, and the promised gentleman was far away in the kitchen.
This is because I am unhappy. In the middle of winter, Yang Qin squatted by the well and washed the sheets.
Taking advantage of the fact that no one was around and the surrounding situation was well explored, Yang Qin rolled up the deed of betrayal and a few pieces of silver in the cabinet, waved his sleeves and refused to take them away. Oh no, he still took something and left.
To be honest, I have tolerated you for a long time.
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